Pirates: Building a Pirate Family.

Seeing this, Drake quickly dodged to the side, but a layer of cold sweat still broke out on his forehead involuntarily.

At this moment, on the other side of the battlefield, Admiral Kizaru folded his arms across his chest, watching the fierce battle leisurely.

There was always a half-smile on his face, making it hard to guess what he was thinking...

“You’re observing it? Hahahahaha, then you’d better open your eyes and watch carefully, former Rear Admiral Drake! Since you know some inside information, you will surely fall into deeper despair when you witness all this with your own eyes!”

Kizaru crossed his arms across his chest, a teasing smile on his face, and stared at Drake with contempt.

At this moment, the pacifist lying in the ruins not far away suddenly moved.

It was seen approaching Drake step by step with heavy steps.

That huge body gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

Drake was not afraid of the pacifists who were approaching him step by step.

He reacted quickly, his muscles bulged suddenly and his body began to expand rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, a layer of green skin covered the entire body, revealing sharp claws and pointed teeth - Dragon Dragon Fruit·Ancient Species·Allosaurus Form!

Drake roared and pounced on the pacifist like a ferocious beast.

The two collided fiercely, making a loud noise that shook the earth.

The powerful impact caused the surrounding ground to tremble and dust to fly.

After just one encounter, the pacifist was pushed back several steps by Drake.

Drake had scratched several deep wounds on its head, and blood was oozing out of them, staining the originally white metal shell red.

Seeing this scene, the strange monk on the side was overjoyed. He felt that this was a great opportunity to defeat the pacifist in one fell swoop.

Just when he was about to take action.

However, at this moment, a long voice like a ghost sounded in the strange monk's ears: "Humph, rookie, I just said that I am still here!"

Hearing these words, the strange monk stopped moving abruptly and a chill ran down his spine.

In the next second, time seemed to freeze.

The strange monk was originally aggressive, but in the blink of an eye, beads of sweat the size of beans suddenly appeared on his forehead and rolled down like pearls from a broken string.

His face turned pale as paper and he turned away slowly.

In an instant, a dazzling light streaked across the sky. Upon closer inspection, it was a thigh shining with bright light that kicked the strange monk's waist and abdomen with lightning speed.

There was only a dull thud, and the seemingly indestructible and mountain-like body was as vulnerable as a piece of fragile paper.

The strange monk flew backwards at an astonishing speed like a cannonball, rushing around all the way and piercing through one towering building after another.

Accompanied by a cloud of dust and scattered bricks and stones, the figure of the strange monk finally disappeared in the distance.

And on a spacious balcony with a wide view, the sunlight pours down, illuminating the entire corner.

No one noticed that the Golden Pirates had appeared on this towering platform without anyone noticing.

They stood quietly, looking down at the fierce fighting on the battlefield below, and had a clear view of the entire scene.

Daisy frowned and stared solemnly at the pacifist below who looked like Tyrant Bear.

She said in a deep voice: "It is really unexpected that the Navy is also secretly developing such a powerful war weapon. I guess it was stimulated by the rise of our Rockefeller family!"

There was a hint of surprise and worry in his words.

Rachel, who was standing nearby, had sharp eyes. She only took a glance at the pacifist and quickly saw the key point.

She sneered and said, "Humph, considering that this body is modeled after a bear, combined with Kizaru's laser ability, there is no doubt that this must have been created by Vegapunk, who is hailed as the most powerful genius in the past 500 years. However, if compared with the war weapons carefully crafted by my second brother, it is far inferior!"

Obviously, Rachel was full of confidence and pride in the war weapons made by her second brother.

Despite this, Daisy did not dare to show any contempt.

Technology can be improved, Daisy said slowly: "Having said that, we must not take it lightly. You know, these weapons generally have the terrifying power of a major general. A Pacifist alone can easily play with those so-called supernovas. It can be seen that the power of these war weapons is indeed extraordinary and must not be underestimated!"

As the user of the Weapon Fruit, Daisy has participated in and assisted her second brother in related experiments many times, so she is familiar with the performance and characteristics of this type of war weapons.

"Why don't you grab one and give it to my second brother for research?"

Walker suggested excitedly, as if he had discovered a new world.

His expression, full of anticipation and eagerness, seemed as if he had already seen the scene after successfully grabbing it.

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a stone was thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing ripples.

Rachel's eyes, which were originally somewhat confused, suddenly became bright, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Her heartbeat involuntarily quickened and her breathing became a little rapid. She was obviously very excited about this proposal.

Not only that, even Daisy, who was always calm and composed, couldn't help but be slightly moved at this moment.

There was a barely perceptible light in her beautiful eyes, revealing some fluctuations deep in her heart.

Although she didn't show it as obviously as Rachel, it could be seen from her tightly pursed lips and slightly trembling hands that the idea also made her heart beat fast.

The others couldn't hold back their inner urges at this moment, and began to move their hands and feet.

But don't get me wrong, they are not doing this to provoke trouble or cause trouble, they are just simply eager to get out and have a good fight themselves.

You know, watching those people below fighting fiercely, the eager desire for battle in their hearts surged like a tide, so that it was no longer possible for them to sit there and watch quietly.

Perhaps all this can be attributed to the Rockefeller blood flowing in their veins!

The Rockefeller gene seemed to have endowed them with a strong desire and craving for battle.