I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Whoosh!

Van Oka's custom-made sea tower stone bullets roared in.

Through the black mist, he adjusted his monocle without raising it. This time he chose to be cautious and gave up on Sith's eyebrows, and instead shot the bullet towards Sith's chest.

He is a member of the Blackbeard Pirates. In addition to sniping, he is also good at auxiliary attacks.

Sith pushed forward and opened Blackbeard's fist with a knife, his eyebrows furrowed and his expression solemn.

He took this shot very seriously.

He was already considered one of the top snipers in the world, but the intimidating power given to him by Van Oka had actually become stronger again.

Such a big progress in such a short period of time means that he himself knows that he is a decent person, otherwise others might think that he is just a villain boss who sends blessings, opportunities, girls, and explosive seeds everywhere.

It's terrible, it's really terrible. In this abnormal world, everything seems so unscientific.

With a pull of his right hand, the darkness dragged his body, and he subconsciously hid in the shadows.

"Tsk hahaha, Wilson Sith, where do you want to go? Come back here!"

Suddenly, Blackbeard's eyes flashed, his ugly fat face was ferocious, and an astonishing attraction burst out between his hands.

"Dark water!"

The surrounding darkness turned like a tide, shattering the shadows, and Sith fell from the air again.

The Dark Lord's defense is dominated by darkness?

What's this? The most ridiculous thing in the world?

With a cold face, Sith smiled angrily.

"How many times has this happened? How many fucking times has this happened? Blackbeard, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

He kicked his feet back in the air, and the thick black mist seemed to form a fulcrum under his feet, and his body flew forward.

Bang!

The sound of breaking through the air was nothing else, it was purely the physical power of Sith.

His eyes were red, and the blood vessels in his arms were tight. His body tilted slightly in the air, and the sword flashed across the bullet. He continued to rush towards Blackbeard at an unstoppable speed.

Is it him who plays this reckless style? It looked like he was really angry to death. There was nothing poetic about this style of play.

Gulu...Gulu...

Blackbeard took two gulps of rum, and the fiery taste burned his stomach. He was always extraordinarily sensitive to pain.

The burning was followed by numbness, and he was using wine to numb the pain in his chest.

He is Blackbeard Marshall D. Teach, not Fire Fist Ace. He is not that fragile. He has no weaknesses and will not fail. The position of Pirate King was born for him.

And how could Wang's footsteps stop here?

"Come on, come on, Wilson Sis, I've been waiting for you for a long time. This era, it belongs to me, Blackbeard, Marshall D. Teach!"

Armed domineering energy covers his whole body, and water-like darkness is wrapped around his right hand. His heart beats fast, and blood surges throughout his body. He wants to be the Pirate King, and he also wants to be the King of Darkness. He is such a greedy man. .

"Hey." Sith smacked his lips, with a disdainful sneer on his face, and also yelled: "Time? Blackbeard, are you kidding me? The era of pirates dreaming is over, and the era of great pirates will be led by me, Wilson." ·The Sith ends with his own hands!"

Black flames burned all over his body, crackling the air, and the flames guarded him, as if he could become a black sun sitting on the ground if he wanted to.

boom!

The explosion cracked, followed by a shock wave that could shake the world.

The black mist hung upside down and the ground was torn apart. The pirates on the fourth floor huddled in the corner and shivered. Straw Hat Boy and others stopped running around and looked over, their pupils constricted.

What kind of monsters are these?

Hiding, how many years have they hidden themselves?

Obviously we are all of the same age, why are you two so stubborn and insist on training yourself to become the Shilipo Sword God before you make your debut?

Jinping and others subconsciously attributed the Sith to their own generation. This kind of power is definitely not the power that a junior should have.

"Tsk hahaha, in terms of strength, you are still far from my Blackbeard!"

With a strong force on his right arm, Blackbeard thrust the Sith's sword against him with a grin. As he said, his strength was really scary.

Sith narrowed his eyes and smacked his tongue.

He is indeed the future Emperor of the Sea and should not be underestimated, but it is a bit of a pity, after all, his goal was not Blackbeard from the beginning.

He arched his eyebrows and smiled again, that ironic smile that had almost become his trademark.

Empty, Sith fell backwards, and the tentacles of shadow crawled all over his body again.

"You are so strong. You are really a monster among monsters, but can you still help others block the knife at this time?"

The voice still echoed in the air, and Blackbeard's pupils shrank.

Wilson Sith, you black-hearted maggot, can you fight like you?

Facts have proved that the Sith are still as bad as ever. Even if the darkness in their bones screams for joy, human nature cannot be changed.

A person who likes to play with emotions likes to enjoy it from beginning to end. If one day he chooses to be a good person, it only means that he has not chosen his next victim.

"Guess who's coming next? Blackbeard."

The Sith's voice suddenly sounded, and everyone who heard it felt numb, including the Straw Hat boy and his team who had temporarily left the center of the battlefield. Everyone felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

His eyes kept beating up and down in his sockets, beads of sweat began to leak out from his forehead, and the wound on his chest began to hurt again.

Grinning, the black beard's smile is no longer there, and the domineering look of knowledge crowds around him. He who possesses the Dark Fruit can always see further than others.

Suddenly, the shadow behind him twisted, and a long knife struck.

"I'm just joking. If I attack, why can't it continue to be you?"

boom!

Blackbeard's bloated body turned, with two fists and one horizontal fist, blocking the knife. The air exploded with an explosion, and the attention of the people around him was once again gathered.

Boom boom boom!

The Sith disappeared, Blackbeard's heart beat rapidly, and his heart was filled with a layer of gloom, and the bad feeling did not dissipate at all.

The teeth were clenched so tightly that they were almost broken. If the future Yonko didn't even have a tooth, the man hiding in the shadows would be fully responsible.

Looking north, the idiot Bashas was still standing there watching the fun.

and many more?

"No!" Blackbeard seemed to have suddenly grasped the key point, his eyelids trembled, and he began to shout, "Bashas, ​​run quickly, that bastard from the Sith is targeting you!"

"what?"

Bashas was stunned and tilted his head.

what happened? Isn't Wilson Sith's target the captain?

Stab it!

There was a sound of muscle splitting, and there was a sudden pain in his back. He suddenly turned his head and saw nothing but the blade.

"This guy's target is actually me! Wilson Sith, you are a big liar."