The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

"Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust. What should go...should not stay. Three inches of this world. yanqingshu."

Reg stood up and murmured to himself...Whether it was intentional or not, it was all caused by him.

"We can only move forward."

This world is unfair, unreasonable, and not gentle... He will not say sorry, and he is ready to face these cruelties.

How Enelu knew about the underground passage and how he knew there was treasure here...all of this disappeared with his death.

Ace's Burning Fruit was picked up at the beach, not in the dense woods, just like the Devil Fruit came across the ocean to find him.

Conversation in the cave on Tallinn Island... In such a large virgin forest, Gabra met the Dog Dog Fruit on a sunny day after the rain. It was also the fourth day after entering the forest and the first day when he could move freely.

Is all this some sort of fate?

If so, will he be punished for disrupting this arrangement?

With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Reg's electric arc suddenly increased, even escaping to the complex circuit pipelines nearby.

When Reg turned his head, he saw the undamaged pipeline... Just let him go, why bother to scare yourself.

Even if there is a so-called destiny...he will struggle beautifully to the end.

Squeak, squeak, squeak... an unusually weak, hallucinatory sound appeared in Reg's ears.

"come yet…"

Reg, who closed his eyes, dispersed his domineering aura... Hey, hey, hey!

After the initial sound of electricity, a clearer sound entered his ears... The distance from here to the entrance is about 200 meters.

In the past, at such a distance, he could only distinguish the rough body movements of the person. It was impossible to hear what the other person said clearly.

But now after eating the Thunder Fruit, the aura of the visitor is clearly "visible"!

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

In front of the entrance of the iron gate, five magic soldiers tried to turn the valve together... But from their movements, it was not difficult to tell that the three of them had used all their strength.

Squeak...the unique compression sound of combat boots echoed in the underground passage.

"What are you doing?! Why can't you even open the door!"

"Sir Walter...the valve seems to be pulled by something."

"You bunch of incompetent people, stand down!"

Walter, who scolded his subordinates, stretched his right hand to his waist...Keng!

With the clear sound of unsheathing, Walter's feet bent sharply, and the next second his body appeared in front of the iron door... Click!Click!

Crash... The sound of iron doors falling to the ground was heard, and Walter's voice appeared again: "You are guarding this entrance."

"Yes, Lord Walter!"

The neat responses were accompanied by the salute movements... No one would doubt the power of the priests, they are the messengers of God.

What's more, the person who went in was... Lord Walter, the most powerful priest!

Walter walked into the house and saw the white cloud rope wrapped around the pipe... Sure enough, there was an intruder.

Walter quickly turned his head, and his whole body lowered unconsciously... Sure enough, there was an intruder.

Although he doesn't know how the other party hid it from his heart...or simply left through another entrance.

If it was the former...then if the magic soldiers followed, he would be restrained.

Walter, who was much more cautious, turned his head slightly and walked towards the depths of the room... He stopped when he saw the big light bulb in his heart: Sure enough, the changes on the island are inseparable from this place.

"What a big door... Is this something left by our ancestors? Where did you come in from?"

Walter, who turned his head, looked at the door at the end of his sight and said to himself... Squeak!

The sudden voice responded to Walter's words... As the door opened inward, a black-haired boy with a slightly immature face walked out slowly.

Hey...as he moved around, some blue arcs even appeared, jumped, and then disappeared around him.

"Very good, as long as it's not a ghost...iron whip!"

Walter's eyes twitched with his neatly combed back hair. The curved scimitar in his hand... suddenly twisted and stretched as his fingers clenched and waved.

"How could it be a ghost?"

Reg, who felt the fierce murderous intention, smiled and answered... The next moment, soft and sharp white swept over his body.

Hey, hey, hey... the blue electric current went quickly along the iron whip!

"A user with natural abilities!"

Walter exclaimed, his body trembled, he took a step back, and made an instant decision...escape!

As he turned around, the voice sounded in his ears again... and then he saw the childish face appearing in the blue current.

Swish!

Subconsciously, the long knife in Walter's right hand slid across Reg's body... still passing through without any real feeling, and the electric current followed him again.

After waking up, Walterma let go of his palm, but a small hand pressed against the back of his hand... crackling!

The dazzling blue color suddenly filled his body, and painful screams resounded throughout the room!

"Lord Walter!"

"In the end what happened…"

"It's actually a kid..."

The magic soldiers who rushed in saw Walter whose weapons were scattered on the ground, his body was charred and he collapsed on the ground.

"Discharge."

Reg turned around and unleashed a dense bolt of lightning... Bah!

The divine soldiers in white battle uniforms didn't even have time to react and suffered the same fate as Walter.

"What on earth are you doing here!"

Walter, who was lying on the ground, reluctantly raised his head. His rather vicious-looking eyes had mixed emotions: envy, jealousy, regret, and despair.

This is the natural system that Qinghai's population cannot beat... He used to sneer at it.

But the tentative fight just now made him understand instantly that those people not only did not exaggerate this power, but actually underestimated it... He just regretted why he didn't bring the sea tower stone from the temple when he came.

In that case... I at least have a chance to turn defeat into victory!

"Even with Hailou Stone, you don't have a chance."

Reg, who spoke, stretched out his palm again, and Walter's eyes turned gray... He never thought that he would die so easily.

The expected electric shock did not come again, but the other party picked up his weapon and observed it carefully.

"Is the handle of the knife made of iron cloud shell...how much do you know about this place?"

Reg, who was playing with the machete, looked calm...but he was cheering inwardly.

He knew exactly who the man who fell to the ground was... Walter, the strongest of the four priests, and he had the power of seeing and hearing.

Although there was only one head-on confrontation, it was not difficult to judge his strength from the previous opponent's gesture of cutting off the iron gate... This was a swordsman who could cut through iron.

Before eating the fruit, you must at least find an opportunity to use the flaming sword to kill with one strike.

The long scimitar in his hand can also change into various shapes... just like the memory of Ohm, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is both offensive and defensive.

Even for the five magic soldiers who rushed over later, a 5-second battle would take nearly a minute under normal circumstances... But after getting the Thunder Fruit, he shortened the end time of the battle to 10 seconds.

This time could even be cut in half if he wanted to.

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