A Pirate's Counting Life

Shirley used her sense of sight to sense Shadow's displacement, predict the opponent's foothold in advance, and prepared to violently kill the two pirates. Upon seeing this, Shadow quickly used his body to protect the two from harm.

The weapon-colored fist hitting the shadow only caused a ripple. Although every time it hit the opponent, the shadow's breath weakened a little, but if the chase continued like this

Shirley was worried that Mark wouldn't be able to hold on. She glanced at the black smoke rising from the ground. Shirley's eyes lit up and she stamped her foot hard, leaving a crack in the ground.

The metal machine below was exposed, and seeing Shirley preparing to destroy the machine, Shadow finally stopped escaping, leaving the two pirates behind and rushed towards Shirley.

Shirley used her weapon color to harden her whole body. She ignored the shadow's tickling attack and punched the metal machine. It looked like it was only slightly dented.

Shirley snorted in displeasure and quickly hit the machine in front of her with her fist. After a burst of electric light, the metal machine began to make a crackling sound.

No longer sending out black smoke, Shadow understood that something was wrong. Just as he was about to turn around and look for the two pirates, he saw Shirley stomping her feet and picking up the 20-meter-long metal machine.

Smashing it in the direction of the two pirates, the shadow quickly rushed towards the two pirates, trying to help them withstand the damage, but in the end it was still a step too slow. The two pirates were reduced to a mess under Shirley's attack. Meat.

Shirley rushed into the building with a metal machine and swept wildly, destroying all the load-bearing walls inside. The building collapsed instantly. Shirley, covered in armor, rushed out of the ruins of the building. A ray of sunlight shone through the black fog on her face. body

"Cough cough!"

Morris stepped on Mark and slowly raised his right hand. Suddenly his expression changed and he covered his chest and began to cough. He coughed out a few black smoke. As soon as it left his body, the black smoke slowly dissipated in the air.

"No! Impossible! Molly! Moyu! You betrayed me!"

Feeling that Morris' breath was weakening, Mark pushed his hands hard on the ground and pushed Morris out.

"Damn it! I won't fail!"

Morris stabilized his body and stared at Mark with red eyes, roaring, "I can become the strongest even if I kill you."

The two punched each other again. Morris, who lost the shadow blessing, fell back to the elite lieutenant general. Although he was still stronger than Mark, he did not have the overwhelming advantage before.

"Hahaha! You lose your shadow, old man, and you are nothing!"

Mark laughed and accelerated his attack speed. Morris simply hated the kid in front of him.

"Let's go! It's all over."

Molly patted the bald head squatting on the ground and said softly.Moyu lowered his head and followed Molly obediently.

The two of them ran towards the other side of the island, where there was a sailboat prepared by Molly.

Shirley looked back at the two breaths of life that were quickly leaving, and then at the shadow running towards the pier. After thinking about it, she still chased after the shadow.

"Go to hell! Go to die! Go to die!"

Morris choked Mark's neck and kept hitting him on the head with his fists, making a beast-like roar from the corner of his mouth.

The originally neat clothes had turned into rags during the battle. A black shadow quickly rushed in front of him and merged with him. Morris threw Mark to the ground.

He stepped hard on the opponent's chest with his right foot. With a wave of his left hand, the shadow immediately spread from his feet to the distance and picked up the cane.

Morris slowly pulled out the thin sword from his cane, wrapped it around the armor and pointed it at Mark's heart, saying in a cold voice

"Originally I wanted to spare your life, but you made me very angry, so you might as well die!"

After Morris finished speaking, he clenched his rapier and stabbed Mark in the heart.

"Do not!!!"

Seeing this scene in the distance, Shirley cried out in grief, and her originally beautiful green pupils instantly turned into blood red.

Mark watched Maurice's lips move as if he was saying something to him, and then he saw the thin sword thrust straight at him.

Seeing the dark rapier getting closer and closer to him, Mark's originally somewhat scattered consciousness immediately became condensed.

"Get out of here!"

Mark shouted loudly, and a large amount of domineering energy burst out from his body, and Morris, who was close at hand, flew away.

Morris, who was flying in midair and was dazed, suddenly felt a pain in his back, and the shadow sent him a painful message.

Morris quickly dodged to the left to distance himself, turned to look at the girl with red eyes opposite him, and Morris smelled the breath of death from her body.

The shadow separated from his body, and there was a big hole in the back of his heart. At this moment, he was trying to mend the gap with a trace of black thread.

Before Morris could say anything, Shirley punched him. The air was constantly crackling with the punch. Morris felt as if there was an invisible wall in front of him, pressing hard towards him.

"Open to me!!"

Morris summoned all the strength in his body to punch in front of him. The moment the two fists, one large and one small, collided, the surrounding air began to vibrate. Morris was blown away by Shirley's punch and slammed into a house.

"Hehehehehe...hahahaha!!"

Morris covered his empty right arm and walked out of the ruins with a big smile. He yelled crazily at Shirley, who looked angry, "I am the strongest! I am the king of the Grand Line!!"

Shirley used the shaving moment to come to Morris, and thrust her hands directly into Morris's chest.

Morris lowered his head and looked at the hands that penetrated his chest. He kept spitting blood out of his mouth. He grabbed Shirley's arm with his left hand and tried to pull out the other person's arm from his chest.

"I...I am..."

Morris opened his mouth to say something, but Shirley pulled out her arm with an indifferent expression and slapped Morris on the head hard.

"I'm the king…"

As soon as he finished speaking, Morris slowly fell backwards, and the shadow behind Shirley also began to slowly dissipate. It had been attacking Shirley just now, but for Shirley, who had hardened her body with armor, the shadow's The attack is no different than a mosquito bite.

Morris fell to the ground bleeding from all his orifices. As he lay dying, he seemed to see the scene of himself dominating the Grand Route, and he smiled happily.

Seeing the enemy die, the red in Shirley's eyes gradually faded and turned back to the original green again, and she staggered towards Mark.

Looking at Mark with his eyes closed in the ruins, Shirley slowly knelt down and stretched out her hand tremblingly to feel Mark's breath.

"How... how is it possible!"

Shirley fell to the ground and looked at Mark in horror. Pictures of getting along with him flashed through her mind, and tears instantly blurred her eyes.

Just when Shirley was about to lie down on Mark and listen to his heartbeat, she suddenly saw Mark opening his eyes and winking at her.

"Beauty...I have a disease that needs kissing to cure..."

Before Mark could finish his words, an angry Shirley punched him in the stomach. The breath he had been holding on to was blown away, and he fainted instantly.

Shirley quickly sensed Mark's life aura with her knowledge color. She breathed a sigh of relief when she found that it was nothing serious. She slowly sat on the ground and cursed herself for being stupid. She must first use her knowledge color to sense Mark's breath when encountering such situations in the future.

"Bru~Bru~"

Shirley, who was about to take a rest, was interrupted by the sound of a phone bug. Unhappily, she found the phone bug in the ruins, picked up the microphone on her back and spoke softly.

"I'm Shirley, what's wrong?"

"Miss Shirley? How is the Lord? Why didn't he answer the phone? Are you okay?"

Ophelia's concerned voice came from the other end of the phone, and Shirley felt warm in her heart.

"We are all fine. Mark is a little exhausted and may need to be nursed back to health. You can bring the warship closer. We are in the neighborhood near the port."

"Okay! Don't move around, just wait for me where you are."

Shirley threw the transformed phone bug onto Mark's chest and lay down beside Mark tiredly.