The Super Dimension Pirates in One Piece

Chapter 414 Roar, My Anger

St. Riddle and his dog legs were hiding in a house, shaking like chaff, the fat on his face rippled, and his curled up legs touched the wall uncontrollably, making a "boom boom" sound. " softly.

"Saint Riddle, please keep your voice down..." the butler in a black suit reminded in a low voice.

"Ah?" St. Riddle glared at the butler, pointed at the butler and ordered: "You, go outside to see how the battle is going?!"

"Huh?" The butler trembled, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he quickly stretched out his hands: "Ri, St. Riddle, I..."

"I know you are here!" At this moment, a slightly lively female voice came from outside.

"Hey!" The two people who were hiding tensed up, their hearts contracted violently, their trachea seemed to be blocked, and they held their breath.

"Huh?" Yamato outside the room scratched the back of his head: "I sense that there are two people here..."

Then she closed her eyes again, stretched her neck, and poked out the bridge of her nose, which carefully expanded and contracted, like an animal smelling.

Yes, she was smelling.

"Aren't you here?" Yamato laughed: "Want to play hide-and-seek with me? I smell your scent!"

"???" The two people inside were flustered, but they didn't dare to move at all.

"I'm going to drag you out!" Yamato raised his mace and smashed it down hard.

boom!
The walls of the house were shattered and collapsed, dazzling light entered the room, fine dust danced in the sunlight, St. Riddle and the butler couldn't help but close their eyes to block the sunlight from entering their eye sockets.

"Hmm..." Yamato stood in front of the two of them with a mace in his hand, and asked, "Who is the Celestial Dragon?"

St. Riddle was shocked, and immediately pointed at his butler and shouted: "He is a Tianlong person!"

"Huh?" The housekeeper was obviously taken aback, and wanted to refute but didn't dare to refute.

Yamato recalled that Eric had previously talked about the clothing characteristics of the Tianlong people:

『Strange upright hairstyle, white bloated clothing, and even wearing a bubble mask in order not to breathe the same air as the untouchables. 』

"You lied to me!" Yamato pointed at Riddler with a mace: "You are the Celestial Dragon!"

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief, her goal was the Tianlong people, so she should be able to escape...

"The other guy, kill him?" Yamato tilted his head thinking, and said to himself: "Listen to Eric, the black suit next to Tianlongren is not a good person."

"Wait, wait a minute...!"

Yamato didn't give him a chance to argue, the black shadow fell, and the mace hit the butler directly...

Among other things, an attack of Yamato's level fell on a dog with low strength, like a dog's head with ten thousand layers of Q, hitting a mid-range and long-range soldier with a scepter.

When Yamato's partner, Ajian, actually landed on the steward's body, the abundant power spread throughout his body in an instant, tearing and peeling off the extremely fragile body of ordinary people, instantly depriving him of assisting Tianlong. The human life of doing evil becomes an unsightly meat sauce.

St. Riddle's hood shook, as if something had been splashed on it. He tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch it. It was sticky, hot, and soft. It took him a few seconds to realize that it was something on the housekeeper.

"Woo-!"

The stomach was protesting loudly to its master, a mouthful of vomit poured into the esophagus, squeezing out the gastric juice and the three-hour fermented lunch at the throat.

Then Riddle Saint's lower body became hot, and an unknown liquid soaked his pants, leaving a pool of wet marks on the ground.

"It's so dirty!" Yamato took a step back: "You still pee your pants? I stopped peeing when I was three years old!"

"Untouchable!" St. Riddle's sanity was disconnected from fear. Even though his legs were weak and unable to move, he pointed at Yamato and cursed endlessly: "I am a Celestial Dragon, a descendant of the Creator! How dare you treat me like this, Just wait to die!"

"Hmm..." Yamato scratched the back of his head in distress, "Let's make him faint."

hum-

Yamato half-closed his eyes, and the domineering arrogance gushed out from Yamato's body, as if the real aura passed through the Tianlongren, stunned Riddle St. who was constantly abusing him.

Yamato picked up Tianlongren by the collar and dragged him out of the half-destroyed house.

……

The battle at the port was still going on, houses, warships, and land were all engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, and Artoria had to move the battlefield.

"Pyromaniac, don't burn everything!"

"Take care of me!" Joan of Arc released explosive flames at will, and the high temperature and heat wave enveloped the earth, causing the air to distort and the ground to melt.

"Stop her!" Dalmesia swung the sky full of fist shadows and aroused the whistling wind of fists, all of which were blocked by Joan of Arc with the flag and saber.Occasionally, one or two punches passed the defense and landed on Joan of Arc, but they couldn't hurt the body known as the human fortress.

"It's so tough——" Dalmesia frowned, and his burnt index finger gradually regained consciousness. Even though his ability had not been awakened, the strong resilience of the animal system allowed him to quickly heal the injury.

"Bastard, it hurts a bit!" Jeanne waved the flagpole, aiming at Dalmesia's neck with the sharp point of the spear and sweeping towards it. He used his extra bone-extended legs to step on the ground dozens of times at high speed. Explosive reaction force to move at high speed, dodging Joan's stabbing.

"This trick again!" Joan gritted her teeth with angry eyes, "Running around...!"

"Accept!" Taking advantage of Dalmesia's attention on Joan of Arc, Huoshaoshan rushed into the battle circle from the right wing, and flowing flames ignited on the edge of the katana.

"Do you want to compare the temperature of the flame with me?!" Joan of Arc took a step back to avoid the sharp edge, and then took a step forward. The one-handed sword held tightly in her right hand spewed out boiling flames, and slashed fiercely towards Huoshaoshan.

boom!boom!boom!
With every roar of detonation, the two flame-wrapped sword blades are colliding crazily, sparks are splashing in all directions, and the shock waves visible to the naked eye overflow to the surroundings.

"...!" An unbearable scalding came from the handle of the knife, Huoshaoshan raised his eyebrows, and distanced himself from Joan of Arc.

"Hmph!" Jeanne sneered, "Are you afraid? Continue!"

Joan swung the blade, and an ominous purple magic flame burned on the one-handed sword: "How about this move?"

Dalmesia reminded loudly: "Be careful!"

"I know!" Huo Shaoshan raised his head and looked up: "It's on top of his head!"

Several spears lingering with the same blazing flames fell towards the Huoshao Mountain again like meteors: "This time you have nowhere to escape!"

"Moonstep!"

Huoshaoshan took a deep breath, walked in the air, and dodged Joan's inevitable blow.

Joan of Arc was furious: "Why do you do this?!"

"Did you just get distracted?!" Dalmesia lowered the posture, moved the diaphragm downward, and then sprinted into Joan's arms at the moment of releasing the abdominal pressure.

"What?!" Joan of Arc hurriedly dodged the oncoming fist.

Dalmesia exerted his strength again, a burst of strength erupted from his strong hind legs, and the air wave in the form of a shock wave appeared in front of Jeanne's eyes.

"Finger gun!"

The index finger of his right hand was injured, but it did not affect the use of his left hand. Dalmesia stretched out his left index finger, and the sharp claws shone with cold light. His powerful blow was about to penetrate the steel defense that Joan of Arc was proud of.

"Ding--!"

Gathering all her strength at one point, Dalmesia finally pierced Joan's armor, but only pierced her armor, and her fingertips pierced Joan's body less than two centimeters.

"It hurts!" Joan of Arc drew back, rolled up the flag, and stabbed Dalmesia's right chest forcefully, and the one-handed sword followed her to attack the opponent's left rib.

"Woo..." Dalmesia could only turn around to avoid the stabbing. Before he could dodge the stabbing, the point of the gun had pierced his right lung. Symptoms such as dyspnea and mild coughing up blood followed, and every breath was accompanied by labor pains.

Joan chased and slashed with her sword while breathing, and the second hit hit Dalmesia's left abdomen. The sharp blade cut through the neat suit, tore the muscles of the animal-type ability user, and left a long sword on his body hurt.

Dalmesia resisted the severe pain and stayed away from Joan. The lack of oxygen and blood loss caused gold stars to pop out of his eyes.

"It's shameful." Artoria walked to Joan of Arc, and said in a calm tone: "You will be injured, don't you have the same defense as a human fortress?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Joan of Arc said coldly, "Even if you are injured, I can blast you to the moon!"

"Oh?" Arturia looked at Joan's wound and said, "Since you can say such a thing, it proves that your injury is not serious."

Joan turned around and asked, "Is the battle on your side over?"

"Well, they are all miscellaneous fish." Artoria nodded: "Do you need my help?"

"No need!" Joan of Arc's lips turned up, and she sneered, "I never thought that the extremely evil Lord Knight King would show mercy to the enemy."

"I'm just too lazy to strike a second time, and the few sailors who were seriously injured and survived won't live long."

"Oh?" Jeanne showed a smile that only a bad woman can have: "Did you eat too much junk food recently, and your stomach was ruined? How could you let the enemy go?"

Arturia replied casually: "No matter how many of these miscellaneous soldiers are cleared away, the navy will soon make up for it. It doesn't matter to the world government whether fewer or more sailors die."

"..." Dalmesia and Huoshaoshan looked at Joan of Arc and Arturia silently. Their subordinates were all wiped out, and they themselves were in the sea of ​​fire. The situation of the battle was very unfavorable, but the justice in their hearts was not. Allow them to escape.

"It's so hot..." Chi Tong jumped over the wall of fire and came to the two of them.

Dalmesia's face darkened. Since Chitong was still alive, CP0 would definitely lose, and the situation would once again head towards a serious situation.

"Aren't you going to run away?" Artoria stepped forward: "For you, there is no chance of winning in the current situation."

"Escape?" Unexpectedly, a hoarse voice came from one side.

"Huh?" Everyone turned their heads to look, and found the blood-stained ghost spider limping towards them.

I don't know where he got the weapons. The shape of each blade is different, but judging by his appearance, he still wants to continue fighting.

Even though the voice was short of breath due to serious injuries, Ghost Spider said slowly and solemnly: "Our navy must not lose to you evil pirates!"

"Navy victory...must be absolute!"

"Ghost spider..." Huoshaoshan and Dalmesia actually couldn't understand the actions of the Eagle Faction Navy, but what the ghost spider said was extremely reasonable.

In the navy, such extremely tough generals are needed to enhance the overall combat effectiveness and cohesion of the navy.

Although in the original book, Akainu defeated Aokiji and won the position of marshal, which attracted criticism from many readers, but Akainu is the only suitable candidate for the marshal.

"Really." Arturia stared at the three people opposite: "Then please die..."

"Wait!" Jeanne raised her hand to stop, "They are my opponents!"

"——Cry, it's time to fall." Bubble-like black light spheres appeared around Artoria, and after being broken, they formed a series of ominous black light bands, which flowed towards the holy sword like a dragon absorbing water. Gathering in the same direction, the black magic power surrounding the holy sword spewed out a massive beam of light that devoured the light.

"You bastard!" Joan raised her one-handed sword: "This is the roar of my soul tempered by hatred."

"Roar, my wrath!"

Hotter flames emerged from under Joan of Arc's feet, rushing towards the three of them along the ground, and then scorched until the melted ground suddenly exploded, and several hotter pillars of fire, with a power to burn everything, will Three vice admirals were wrapped inside.

Joan's Noble Phantasm came later, perhaps because Artoria took too long to release the Noble Phantasm.

When the chaotic beam of light that Arturia held tightly in her hands swelled to the limit, she slammed it down with all her strength, and said aloud the real name of the miracle in her hand:

"Sword of Promised Victory!"

The black and red Aurora struck at the three lieutenant generals in the sea of ​​flames!
"boom--!"

A pitch-black beam of light pierces through the sky, destroying everything in front of it!
The flames released by Joan were all blown away by the strong wind generated by this big explosion!
"Hey!" Joan of Arc said dissatisfied: "Your treasure is deliberately slowed down! Want to steal the head?"

"Who knows?" Arturia replied nonchalantly: "Piercing girl, quickly put out these fires, they are about to burn out of the port!"

"...I'm thinking about whether to burn you to ashes here." Joan looked at Arturia maliciously.

"Since you said it, you have no such plan." Artoria urged, "Otherwise Eric will be angry and kick you out, turning you into a wandering servant that no one wants."

"You—!" Joan of Arc glared fiercely at the Black Knight King, and reluctantly withdrew the released flame.

"Yo." Eric flashed to the side of several people: "Did you enjoy the battle?"

"I'd be happier if this guy didn't make trouble." Joan looked Eric up and down: "It seems that Xiao Yu... Eric really has some strength, unlike those weak guys."

"Uh..." Eric changed the subject: "These three vice admirals are not dead yet, why don't you give them the final blow?"

"I don't want it." Joan of Arc refused: "It feels like I'm eating the leftovers of a cold-blooded woman, it makes me sick."

"Oh." Artoria said, "It's the same feeling."

Chitong asked aloud: "Do you want me to deal with them?"

"Yeah." Eric glanced at the three people in the pit, and finally nodded: "We have to move the gold from the sky quickly, otherwise the reinforcements from the navy will come."

As Chitong walked towards the pothole, he slowly pulled out Murasame.

"Hey!" At this moment, Yamato shouted from a distance: "I caught the Tianlongren!"

Joan of Arc suddenly became interested, quickly walked up to Yamato, and then covered her mouth: "What is this smell?"

Yamato said frankly: "This guy not only vomited, but also peed his pants."

"Tsk..." Joan showed a disgusted expression: "Stay away from me, this guy stinks."

"Eh?" Yamato quickly let go of his left hand, sniffed left and right, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there is no smell."

"Hey, Eric." Egil said: "You are not allowed to get this guy on board! Otherwise, I will shoot you to death!"

"..." Eric covered his forehead in distress: "He can only be executed here."

"Give him to me." Jeanne showed a cruel smile: "I will treat this 'god' well."

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