Pirate Forest

On the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, scattered stars in the cold night sky were the only source of light. The fiery red sunset finally fell. Looking down at the sea, it was as dark as an abyss. I don't know if it was caused by blood or night.

咚

When a marine retreated, he encountered a broken wooden board and fell into the water with a crisp sound. The marine's heart also "thumped", and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead.

Retreating all the way to the end of the deck, behind you is a large hole opened by a cannon. The waves under your feet are swallowing white foam and seem to be secreting saliva, as if you are opening a huge mouth of the abyss like a hungry man. You can feel it if you stretch out a little. That cold and biting moisture.

His throat rolled up and down a few times, and when he looked back, he saw that the abyss was staring at him. He had no way to retreat, and the figure in front of him made him even more desperate. He actually stopped where he was for a moment.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The broken and shapeless sail like a spider web danced gracefully in the dark night, driven by the sea breeze. When the wind blew across the sail, there was a shrill scream, as if a woman was calling her husband who had not been home for a long time.

da da da da da da

In the midst of this permeating music, there is a slightly curved figure using his boots to play his own rhythm on the scarred deck.

Hearing this familiar piece of music, the navy suddenly woke up. The clothes on his back were soaked with sweat as if he had just swam. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the figure that completely blended into the surrounding environment.

Suddenly he waved his hand to block his eyes, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw an even more horrifying scene. The entire deck was covered with broken naval corpses.

The eyes of every corpse were filled with fear and regret. None of them was intact. All of them had mutilated bodies, and their limbs were twisted like monsters.

Suddenly, he felt a cold feeling on the soles of his feet, as if he were stepping on sea water. He lowered his head stiffly, moving slowly like a robot. There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

tick-tock

An unknown drop of liquid slipped from his heel into the sea, reflecting its most essential color under the cold white moonlight. It was a drop of bloody amber that seemed to come from hell, without a trace of impurities, and it was pure and unremarkable.

The blood under his feet soaked the soles of his feet and crawled up his boots little by little. They seemed to have come to life, leaving spots on his flawless navy coat. Even his eyes crawled into their bodies like decaying waste. Like iron.

唰

An unstoppable and shocking force swept across the entire deck in an instant, stirring up blood and setting off a wave that covered the whole world of the navy. The mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood behind him adorned his crown, and the broken and harsh sails added a touch of despair to him. He approached the navy like a king.

zizi

The shovel slashed across the deck and stirred up a series of lightning flashes. When it approached the navy, it swung a few times. The entire warship suddenly creaked. Several hideous knife edges almost cut off the warship, leaving the navy dumbfounded.

At this time, he has no weapons in his hands, and he doesn't even have the ability to resist, but even if he is given a gun, it will probably be useless.

Such power is simply a monster, how could he win?

"Boy." Suddenly the man opened his mouth and said, so scared that the navy trembled and almost slipped. The sound of wood slag sliding into the water was like a fist beating on his chest.

"Don't, don't, don't come over."

Facing the fatal danger, the navy couldn't control the trembling of his body, his mouth trembled, and his face instantly turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Oh, who are you to ask me to stop?" The man was wearing a pitch black coat that blended into the night. His short hair was dancing in the night wind, and his eyes were like those of a prairie hunter. The eater is as red as a hyena, and the real danger is about to jump out.

"Come here, bastard"

bang bang bang

With Vic as the center, an earth-shattering murderous intent spurted out, shooting straight into the sky and driving away the dark clouds in the sky to create a big hole, revealing the cold moonlight shining on several broken warships on the sea.

The survivors on the ship and swimming on the sea who were unwilling to leave him all felt their hearts tightening, as if their hearts were being held in someone's hand, as if they had a fatal feeling.

Julian's father, the old captain, on a pirate ship in the rear of the coalition forces is preparing to implement a dangerous plan that will destroy him and his entire army if he is not careful.

Just as he was about to wave and fire, his expression suddenly became solemn, and his hand stopped in mid-air and could not fall down. There were ripples in the air in the distance, as if someone threw a stone into the space, causing the calm lake to ripple. Come on.

This power is not big, and the force around him is almost negligible. According to his estimation, even the center of this power cannot cause him much harm.

And the reason why he was so surprised can only be said to be an instinct, yes, it was instinct. This power did not cause harm to anything, but it made his hair stand on end. He could even feel the unprecedented power contained in it. See the madness

This was like a kind of mental coercion. It might not cause physical damage, but it could give a heavy punch to the mind and act on the soul. He had never seen such a method, even for Devil Fruit users. It's impossible to do this

To use a simple analogy, the air is around us, but we can only shuttle around it. We can never really touch its pure cheeks. We can only feel the pure and incomparable holiness with the tip of our noses.

But what does it mean when one day someone grabs the invisible air with his hand?

This proves a qualitative leap

Not to mention that someone standing on the other side of the bridge throwing stones into the air can feel it here. This proves that this person is very powerful and has reached the point where he can shake and then conduct it.

Being single may not be the end of this ability. Man's ambition and his potential are endless.

If someone can fly even for a few seconds, the people who are amazed at their feet will never think of the dozen meters, tens of meters, or hundreds of meters of sky. They will want to compete with the eagle for this vast sky. What they will think of is something more. Far, far, far away, the sea of ​​stars

The matter of vacating represents only a possibility.

If someone can touch the air, doesn’t that mean he can shatter space?

What does it feel like to tear the sky apart?

The short history of mankind is a never-ending marathon chasing a way to make the impossible possible.

And the role played by thousands of human beings may be just a tiny bit of the shoe prints left by running shoes on the runway.

When the possibility is proven, it represents another big step forward, and the human beings who contribute the most can share the footprint equally, and other human beings contribute the rest.

Any great achievement will never be the result of one person. The protagonist also ended up with the help of his predecessors and descendants.

People who seem to have achieved nothing throughout their lives are also qualified to leave a little bit of themselves under the shoe prints.

"Will such a terrible person be a friend or an enemy?" The old captain looked solemnly into the distance, where there were no dark clouds in the sky, and the cylindrical moonlight shone on the protagonist like a stage light.