Pirates: Rush to the Peak

After everyone left, only Kuro, Robin and Enel were left in the empty field.

The atmosphere at this time seemed a little quiet, with only the breeze blowing gently, bringing the subtle sound of golden fragments.

Enel stood there quietly like a sculpture, with no expression on his face, as if nothing in the world could cause the slightest ripple in his heart.

Kuro looked at him curiously and asked, "Don't you have any place you want to play?"

Hearing this, Enel remained calm and indifferent, and responded calmly: "No. I have just scanned the ship through the mind network, and I really can't find anything interesting that can arouse my interest."

At this point, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. After all, for him who once dominated Sky Island, what new and exciting things had he not experienced?

In his eyes, these so-called entertainment activities on the ship were nothing more than that.

Hearing what Enel said, Kuro couldn't help but laugh and said, "Haha, you are really amazing! In that case, I have to hurry up and enjoy it."

"I've been on edge these days, and now I can finally relax. And to be honest, I think this place is pretty good."

After saying that, Kuro strode excitedly towards the colorful entertainment facilities not far away.

Robin, however, always had a smile on his face as he followed Kuro lightly.

Eneel looked at Kuro's back as he walked further and further away until he finally disappeared from his sight.

I raised my head slightly and looked at the golden powder slowly falling from the sky. These tiny particles, flickering with faint light, were floating in the air like a dreamy dance.

"Ah."

Enel suddenly sneered, a deafening thunder sounded, and then a dazzling flash of lightning flashed across.

When the light faded, Enel, who was standing there, disappeared without a trace in the instant with the thunder, leaving only an empty field, as if he had never appeared...

The Kuro Pirates finally had their long-awaited vacation! The members cheered and started planning how to relax and enjoy this rare leisure time.

However, in sharp contrast to the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, Tezoro's face at this moment was frighteningly gloomy, like a dark cloud.

His originally sharp and bright eyes now became unusually dark, as if they could spit out fire.

He was staring at Saint Trast who was standing in front of him, his heart filled with anger and confusion.

“Your Highness, the Celestial Dragon, what exactly is the purpose of your action?” Tesoro’s tone was extremely serious, and even contained a hint of suppressed anger.

Just now, when he stepped into the room, before he could react, he was instantly surrounded by three members of the CP organization.

When he got a clear look at the situation in the room, he saw Feld lying on the ground not far away, his body motionless. He didn't know whether he was still breathing, and it was hard to tell whether he was dead or alive.

Witnessing this scene, Tesoro's heart was instantly filled with rage, but at the same time, an indescribable sense of uneasiness and anxiety surged into his heart like a tide.

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind rapidly, and he secretly wondered if what he was about to do had been discovered by the World Government?

Just as he was worrying about this matter and thinking hard, a cold and majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Tezoro, I have no interest in the dealings between you and Satan and others. But from now on, you must obey my orders!"

Saint Trost's tone was cold and ruthless, which made people shudder.

Hearing this, Tezoro couldn't help but widen his eyes with a look of astonishment, and for a moment he was a little at a loss.

This guy acted so murderous, as if he wanted to kill him, but in the end he just asked him to do his orders?

What the hell does this happen?

Before he could sort out the thoughts, Saint Trast spoke again.

"Listen carefully, Tesoro! The Blood Blade guy is now active in your territory. I came here to capture him. And you need to use your own fruit ability to help me complete this task!"

Hearing this, Tesoro's expression instantly became extremely complicated, with various expressions intertwined and brilliant.

Because not long ago, he had been planning to use Kuro's hand to launch revenge against the Celestial Dragons. Who could have thought that this guy would appear in front of him so suddenly!

"Uh... Your Highness the Celestial Dragon." Tesoro bowed slightly and spoke with a hint of hesitation in his tone.

"My name is Saint Trost. You can just call me Your Highness."

Saint Trost said as he walked over to the luxurious chair that Tezulo had built for him, playing with a bright gem on the chair.

He raised his head, glanced at Tesoro casually, and then interrupted the other person nonchalantly.