From now on, I am Marshal Warring States

“Your study of the main text of history was known by the five old stars.”

Warring States looked at the pavilion owner and the scholars behind him, and said in a flat tone.

He came here to preserve the world’s cultural wealth, to float O’Hara into the sky, and to disappear from the eyes of the world government.

Although he doesn’t know if the CP department has investigated the history of the blank hundred years at this point in time, it doesn’t matter.

He said this mainly to scare these scholars, let them cooperate with peace of mind, and quietly wait for the world to change in the coming time.

As soon as the words fell, the entire O’Hara suddenly fell silent.

The pavilion owner’s pupils widened, and the expressions of all the scholars were also full of incredulity.

Hiss……

But soon they came back to their senses, and one by one began to panic.

“It was actually known by the five old stars, God, our confidentiality measures are obviously done very strictly.”

“It should be the CP department, those people are all-pervasive guys that everyone knows.”

“What are we going to do? The world government will never ignore us. ”

“Although the old man had already decided to give up his life when he was studying the text, it was really unacceptable that this day really came, and the blank century-old history had not yet been revealed, and the old man was unwilling.”

“……”

Trembling, fear, worry… And so on emotional words came out of the mouths of scholars.

No one doubts the truth or falsity of the Warring States words, first of all, they feel that the identity of the Warring States does not need to lie to them, and secondly, this news is very credible.

After all, the power of the intelligence agencies of the world government is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the whole world, and even the admiral of the Warring States discovered it a few years ago, not to mention the CP department.

Noisy voices echoed around, and the atmosphere of panic spread wildly.

Everyone looked at Sengoku with terrified eyes.

They already thought that the Warring States came here on the orders of the five old stars to make them all disappear.

The pavilion owner took a deep breath, swallowed his throat and asked, “Then, then the Warring States General, are you here??” ”

“O’Hara has all the books of mankind, I like it here very much, I don’t want it to be destroyed, so I decided to come and rescue you personally before CP came to investigate.” Sengoku raised his eyebrows and said softly.

The pavilion owner’s eyes flashed with a light, and the whole person breathed a sigh of relief.

The other scholars also quieted down and quietly looked at the Warring States.

Sengoku continued, “O’Hara temporarily disappeared from the eyes of the world, wait for the limelight to pass.” ”

“How are you going to save us?”

“I’ll let the whole island of O’Hara float high in the air.”

“……”

The pavilion owner was silent.

The Warring States were also in no hurry, standing in place with their hands in their pockets.

After a long time, the pavilion owner and the scholars behind him glanced at each other, nodded to each other, bent down ninety degrees, and said respectfully: “Then it will trouble you.” ”

“The next movement will be very large, don’t run around.”

When the Warring States said this, the whole person disappeared from everyone’s sight.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo…

In the next second, a typhoon that was so strong that it seemed to be about to destroy the world suddenly blew up, and the huge all-knowing tree trembled in an instant.

The sea swirled and a huge whirlpool formed beneath O’Hara Island.

Bang bang.

There was a noise on the ground, and the whole island began to tilt.

Although all the scholars had been mentally prepared, their faces were still unusually pale when they felt all this.

The typhoon became more and more powerful, and a huge tornado formed that covered the entire sea, spinning and driving O’Hara to fly upward.

“Oh, O’Harajin, really flying!”

Seeing the sea gradually moving away from his sight, the pavilion owner’s pupils were about to pop out, and he said in disbelief: “This god-like power, my God.” ”

……

Ten minutes later.

The figure of Sengoku returned to the warship room.

On the bed, Tsuru and Miwa have not slept yet, and the two are holding books and watching.

“Done?” Tsuru got up and asked.

“Hmm! O’Hara I’ll hand it over to Shiki, and maybe I’ll need their help when Roger goes to Ralph Drew later. ”

Sengoku sat on the edge of the bed and nodded, “Next, go to the empty island, get the fruit I fancy and go back.” ”

“I have ordered the warship to sail in the direction of Magic Valley Town.”

“Hmm! It’s not early, go to sleep. ”

With a wave of his hand, Sengoku turned out the lights in the room and got into the quilt.

A hurricane appeared at sea, blowing the warships to leave quickly.

……

A few days later, the warship stopped in the town of Magic Valley.

The Warring States transformed into a wind that soared 10,000 meters into the air.

Through the white clouds, his figure finally appeared in the town of the empty island.

Without the idea of staying, the mythical level saw and heard the domineering energy with all its strength, extending in different directions.

Anilu’s hometown of Becca came to the empty island when he destroyed it as an adult, and from this it can be concluded that the distance between the two should not be far.

In addition to developing new functions, the scope of the mythical domineering is several times larger than before.

Finally, Sengoku, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked in one direction.

“There!” He whispered, then disappeared again.

The hurricane was advancing at a very fast speed, and the many islands of breath that I saw and sensed were gradually approaching.

Soon Sengoku came to another empty island – Beka.

Like other places, the busy people in it are people with small wings behind them.

After glancing at it, Sengoku stopped paying attention to it, but thought with a slight frown.

“The Thunder Devil Fruit is indeed on this island, but in the hands of the people, it is still waiting for someone to pick it elsewhere?”

If it is knotted on a certain tree waiting for someone to pick it, then it is good to say, it only takes Sengoku time to find it.

But if it’s hidden in the house by someone who doesn’t know the Devil Fruit, it’s a little hard to find.

“Forget it, after all, it is a thunder fruit of the natural department, and it is certain that it is difficult to find. Let’s start with those woods. ”

Sengoku looked at the dense forest in the distance in the line of sight, and flew over with the wind and wind ability: “But just in case, it’s better to let the people sleep quietly before finding it.” ”

Rumble.

The overlord-colored domineering qi that had been cut down from the sky was forcefully pressed down, shrouding the entire Bika.

All the people rolled their pupils and fainted suddenly.

Sengoku came to the woods and looked at the many trees that were bearing fruit, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After thinking about it, he mobilized the wind and wind ability in his body, stretched out his hand and pointed it forward, and said softly: “Eye of the wind.” ”

A breeze gushes out of the body and sweeps in all directions.

Sengoku closed his eyes and sank his mind into the wind.

This is a method of induction developed by him, similar to seeing and hearing.

The difference is that seeing and smelling is used to perceive the breath of creatures, and the biggest effect of this trick is to detect the scene, whether it is a creature or a dead thing, everything that is blown by the wind can appear directly in the consciousness of the Warring States.

Trees, apples, gravel, flowers… And so on, everything flashes at breakneck speed.

Sengoku filtered through them one by one, focusing only on the shape of the Devil Fruit.

Time passed slowly, and suddenly…

The cyan fruit with a mysterious pattern flashed.

Sengoku opened his eyes sharply.

Without saying a word, he disappeared in place, rushing towards the location that the wind eye saw.

“It’s really the Thunder Devil Fruit.”

Appearing at the destination, looking up at the cyan devil fruit hanging high on the branch, the corners of Sengoku’s mouth curved.

With a wave of his right hand, the sharp wind suddenly cut it off and blew it onto his hand.

After getting the items of this trip, Sengoku just wanted to leave.

Purr, gurgling…

The sound of hunger sounded not far away.

Sengoku followed the voice, and his eyes suddenly froze.

In the line of sight, a ragged, skinny child who looked like an orphan was falling to the ground.

Sengoku looked at the Thunder Demon Fruit in his hand, glanced at the child with abnormally long earlobes, and sighed lightly.

“Anilu!”

……