Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Blackbeard has never been a stingy person. Regarding Magellan, his attitude is just don't stop me. If he can kill him without any effort, of course he will not let him go, but in order to kill him, he puts himself in danger of death. He won't do it. .biqugev

A group of people blasted away the stones and buildings blocking the way, and walked straight out of the city gate.

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The Gate of Justice, a warship wrapped in a huge balloon slowly flew over it.

Wilder doesn't care about what will happen in the future. Yes, as long as you leave the city of advancement, you can let the birds fly in the sky, and the sea is wide with fishes. Will the original book change and no longer be Wilder's? within the scope of consideration.

As for relying on the prophet of the plot to obtain something, it cannot be said that Wilder does not have this idea, but at the same time, Wilder understands that strength is the foundation of his foothold in this world, and the plot can only be used as a dispensable support.

The general context of the world cannot be influenced by those behind you.

A hole was made in the balloon and the warship began to descend.

Wilder held a black instrument in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

It took him four years to prepare this great gift, and he spent a lot of energy on each floor of the swamp hell. It was originally intended for self-protection, but after thinking about it, it might be used for other purposes, so he decided to give it a gift. With the big bang just now.

It would be interesting to think about installing explosives at the exit cracks of each level of Swamp Hell in advance, and then detonating them, causing the swamps to pour out and cause collapses.

"At this time...the war on the top is about to start, right?"

After muttering a word, Wilder walked up to the bow, and he found that this position was very suitable for him. It seemed that every leader liked to stand in a place like this.

Claire came up and stood silently beside Wilder. Here, she felt a warm feeling.

"Claire, we need to see the world, but there is no guarantee that we will be safe." After a moment of silence, Wilde said, his eyes staring at the distant sea from beginning to end.

"Well, the boss is very powerful." Claire thought for a while, and said something similar to Wilder's.

"that's me."

Wilder stepped onto the fence.

"Claire will always follow the boss." Eyes fluctuated, brows drooped, Claire raised her head and stepped briskly to stick to it.

The warship swayed slightly and landed on the sea. On the deck, more than marines had already died in the sea, and only those who followed Weld from the advancing city remained.

Except for Wilder himself, Claire, Iger, Bass, and Eve, the remaining five were selected by Wilder from lv5. There should have been six people, but something happened and they were rejected by Wei. Gerd killed.

Among the five people, one is Bacon, who has the polar bear fruit ability. He has a simple and honest appearance and is missing a front tooth. (Never mind whether One Piece has a North Pole.)

The other is the straight middle-aged man who cut the cannonball with a sword before. He is very stable, with calm eyes and a little ponytail.

There were three remaining, one was a ferocious-looking man with a sneer all the time who caught the cannonball before. He was of medium build but with thick arms, and his name was Shulimo.

Then there is a young man with glasses and the petite figure among them all. He has fair skin and long silky hair. He is more beautiful than the average woman. His name is Flan Peter. His weapons are double guns. Of course, the gun He came from the navy. At the same time, his physical skills are not weak, and his jumping and evading abilities are very powerful.

The last one is a guy with a peaked cap, a medium build, a mask, and a cold light flashing in his eyes from time to time. His name is Ah Xin.

These are Wilder's current subordinates, their strengths are uneven, and the last five have a bounty of more than million.

As for Bais and the others, Iger and Claire may be a little weaker, but for Bais, at least, no one on board, except Wilder, dares to say that he will definitely be able to defeat him.

Yves is the product of an accident. His abilities are very useful and powerful. If he continues to develop them, he may have extraordinary power. However, Yves himself is weird. Even if he doesn't use his abilities well, his reactions are still good. It is extremely slow, so Yves's combat power is the hardest to judge. It may be weak at times, or very strong at other times.

"Then... let me cook!"

After Wilder got off the bow, Bacon seized the opportunity to say, yes, he had been worried that he would be killed by Wilder, at least he didn’t have the courage to face death now, so he managed to get out of that ghostly place, let alone Hold onto Wilder's thigh tightly, at least show your own value, and completely eliminate the possibility of being killed.

"Hmm... Well, I hope you will surprise everyone, Bacon." Wilde glanced at him and grinned with a strong smile.

"Uh...yes, yes!" Bacon shuddered, and then he patted his chest excitedly, "Don't worry, boss! I used to be a chef!"

"Hmm... Then I'm really lucky. I believe in you, Bacon, and you will cook a delicious meal. Then... I'll leave everything to you."

"Remember to hurry up, wait a minute...the wind is going to pick up." Wilder looked over Beacon and smiled meaningfully.

Bacon was not boasting. Not long after, a sumptuous table of dishes was placed on the deck. Just by looking at the gloss, you could tell that they tasted good.

Naturally, wine is indispensable when tasting delicious food. Wilder opened his palms, and a bottle filled with red wine slowly fell from his palms.

Claire stood faithfully behind Wilder, about to take the wine bottle and open it.

Wilde waved his hand, "Claire...and everyone, please sit down and eat together, we are companions." He looked at everyone with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha! Then I'll be impolite, boss!" Bais laughed a few times and sat down first.

The others glanced at him, then at Wilder, and sat down after him.

The first big meal since he was released from prison was realized under such circumstances, with wine and meat. Of course, there is no wine on the warship, so the wine that Wilder brought out was only enough for one and a half glasses, which is better than none.

With enough food and drink, a strong wind also blows from a distance without knowing it.

Wilder narrowed his eyes slightly and looked forward. A white line spanning the entire sea surface appeared in his sight.

"Everyone is ready." Standing up, Wilder walked to the mast first, thought for a while, and picked her up while Claire was at a loss, blushing and screaming.

The body turned into a swamp and wrapped Claire in it, and the snake ghost tightly entwined along the mast.

"Hey hey hey..."

Bacon raised his eyebrows at the people around him, showing a wretched smile, intending to signal something, but no one paid attention to him, and everyone rushed to find a place to hug him.

"What's the matter everyone?"

Backkom felt an inexplicable foreboding and turned his head stiffly to look at the sea in the distance.

"Fuck!"