One Piece Fighting for Hegemony from Sharingan

Chapter 152 The strongest!
NEO Navy, inside the sick and wounded battalion.

Dozens of seriously wounded were lying on the hospital bed, groaning in pain from time to time, the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood mixed with medicine, and more than a dozen medical staff were busy.

Looking at Wood's left arm, which was almost completely cut off, with only a thin layer of flesh attached, the doctor in charge of the injury said with a sad face:

"The knife wound on your left arm was too deep, and more than half of your arm was cut off directly. With our current medical methods, I'm afraid we can only cut it off, otherwise, if you get infected, you will die!"

Hearing what the doctor said, Wood, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly changed color.

"No! If I lose my left arm, my strength will be reduced by more than half, and it will be difficult to even shoot in the future. This is absolutely not possible! I will continue to kill pirates with Teacher Zefa!"

The doctor frowned, his face full of worry.

"But if you don't cut it off, your life will be in danger!"

"Hey! What's the point? Fighting with pirates is life-threatening at all times. If you don't fight hard, you will die sooner or later."

Wood smiled, he had already put life and death aside.

"Oh! All right! I'll do my best to help you keep this arm."

The doctor sighed helplessly, he had encountered too many such situations in recent days.

In the fight between the NEO navy and the pirates, casualties are inevitable.And now that they have left the Navy headquarters, they can only rely on themselves in all difficulties.

Due to limited medical conditions, the injuries of many marines have not improved for a long time, which is really worrying!

The doctor couldn't help fantasizing in his heart:
"If only Joan was here! With her here, the injuries of these marines will heal quickly."

But then he shook his head and put this unrealistic thought behind him.

"This is impossible! Joan of Arc is with Leon. They should still be hiding everywhere, trying their best to escape the pursuit of the world government. How could they come here?"

At this moment, two very beautiful women walked in from outside the wounded camp.

The one in front is Ain with long blue hair. Although her face is a bit haggard, it is difficult to hide her delicate features and beautiful face.

And the woman in the back, she has a delicate face, fair skin, golden shawl and long hair, a graceful and plump figure, and a pair of blue eyes that are crystal clear, as if she can see through the hearts of others.

The most special thing is that she has an indescribable, reassuring and intoxicating, incomparably holy and charming temperament.

Seeing this familiar figure, Wood on the hospital bed exclaimed:

"Jeanne! It's really you! I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Seeing Joan of Arc's arrival, the entire wounded and sick camp seemed to be a little brighter, and all the wounded and medical staff were beaming with joy.

In the elite training camp, Joan of Arc was privately called the "Goddess of Holy Light" by the students of the same period!
No matter how serious the injury is, as long as it is treated by Joan of Arc's holy light, it can heal quickly.

Joan of Arc smiled sweetly at the familiar or unfamiliar sailors in the wounded and sick camp, instantly dispelling all the haze here.

"Long time no see, let me heal your injuries first!"

After finishing speaking, Joan raised her hands and opened her arms into a hug. The warm and soft holy light emanated from her whole body, illuminating everyone in the wounded and sick camp.

Under the radiance of the holy light, Wood only felt extremely warm and comfortable. The pain in his broken arm gradually disappeared, and the numb and slightly itchy feeling came from the wound, which was a sign that the wound was healing rapidly.

The small wounds on Ain's body quickly disappeared, and the two knife wounds on her thighs, which were bandaged, were healing quickly.

About 5 minutes later, Joan of Arc withdrew the holy light, and all the injuries of all the marines in the wounded battalion were healed.

Under the envious eyes of the surrounding navy, Ain hugged Joan of Arc, and slipped his pretty face into Joan of Arc's arms.

"Phew~ I can finally breathe a sigh of relief!...Huh?"

"Oh~ Ain! Don't move around!"

Jeanne blushed coquettishly.

Wood looked at Joan of Arc and Ain with ambiguous eyes, and after a little comparison, he couldn't help feeling secretly in his heart.

"As expected of the Holy Light fruit ability user who is the best at healing! It can be seen from the curve of the body that Joan of Arc's milk volume is the strongest!"

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On the other hand, the conversation between Leon and Zefa also came to an end.

Zefa looked at Leon, a student, with relief and emotion on his face.

"...Empire of Stars! I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, you have already established such a large force... I am going to wait another half a month in the Chambord Islands to gather more like-minded navies, and then from the The Red Earth Continent is headed to the New World, to help you there."

Leon thought carefully.

"Then you must be careful! Joan of Arc and I will leave here in a while, so as not to cause any trouble to you."

Zefa nodded, his face serious.

"Hmm! Your identity is really sensitive, so I won't keep you any longer. You also have to be careful not to be discovered by people from the World Government and the Navy Headquarters."

"Okay! Teacher Zefa, see you in the new world."

As soon as the words fell, a swirling space vortex suddenly appeared, and Leon's figure disappeared from Zefa's eyes in an instant.

Zefa stared at the mid-air, with a bit of surprise in his eyes, and his expression was much more relaxed than before.

"It turned out to be a space ability! No wonder the world government tried its best to find no trace of Leon, so I feel more at ease."

At the same time, in the wounded camp.

A space ripple appeared around Joan of Arc, and Leon emerged from it.

"Leon! You're really here!"

Wood exhaled in a low voice, his face full of shock.

Although Wood had guessed in his heart when Joan of Arc appeared, but when Leon really appeared in front of him, he still couldn't hide his shock.

This guy, Leon, destroyed the city of advancement, attacked the holy land of Mariejoa, and killed hundreds of Tianlongren.

Before, many of them still didn't understand why Leon would betray the navy and the world government?
But as the navy's former enemy, "Edward Weible" was recruited by the world government as the king of Shichibukai, which made them see clearly the powerlessness of the navy and the ugly face of the world government.

After that, they followed Mr. Zefa out of the navy and came to the Chambord Islands.Here, I saw the vicious and arrogant "Tianlong people" of the world's nobles.

Only then did they understand why Leon did that.

It turns out that the navy is not a bright warrior representing justice, they are just dogs who guard the house for the nobles of the world "Dragon People", nothing more!

And Lyon betrayed the navy and the world government only because he had seen through this earlier.

Lyon glanced at everyone in the injured camp, with a smile on his face and an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

"Long time no see! But for the sake of safety, please forget everything about today."

The voice did not fall.

"Boom bang bang..."

The people in the wounded and sick camp rolled their eyes white one by one, and passed out on the ground.

Seeing this, Ain frowned slightly.

"What did you do to them?"

Leon turned around with a gentle smile on his face.

"Don't worry! I just used illusion to make them forget what happened just now. The less people know about Joan and I appearing here, the better."

Ain was very clever, and immediately recognized the meaning behind Leon's words.

"You and Jeanne are leaving now?"

Lyon did not deny this.

"Well! We won't be staying long in the Chambords."

Ain bit his lip, and asked unwillingly:

"Then what about our agreement?"

"..."

Leon was silent for two seconds, staring at Ain with both eyes.

"Since you ask so, let's start the competition now!"

"Okay! I've been looking forward to this day for a long time."

Ain's eyes were full of burning fighting intent.

For more than a year, she has not slacked off at all, and her strength has improved a lot compared to before.Although Lyon's strength is unbelievable, Ain will not easily admit defeat before the fight.

Unfortunately!

At this time, Ain, who was full of fighting spirit, didn't even notice... the distressed, pitiful and helpless expression on the face of Joan of Arc beside her.

(End of this chapter)