Pirates: Rush to the Peak

"I know, Uncle Rayleigh!" Luffy responded loudly.

Rayleigh was staring at the giant gorilla that had fainted in front of him, wondering how to cook this behemoth.

After thinking for a moment, he turned to Luffy and said, "You drag this gorilla to where we set up camp first. I'll go find some seasonings and be back soon."

Upon hearing this, Luffy agreed without hesitation. He then stretched out his arms suddenly, flew out as quickly as a bird spreading its wings, and firmly grasped the gorilla's broad and strong shoulders.

"Okay, then I'll drag it over. I'll wait for you to come back here." Luffy shouted happily.

After receiving Rayleigh's affirmative answer, Luffy used all his strength to drag the huge gorilla and slowly moved towards the center of the deep forest step by step.

After Luffy walked farther and farther away until his figure disappeared, Rayleigh took out a crumpled newspaper from his arms.

He frowned, his eyes revealing a trace of worry and helplessness, and whispered to himself: "You are too impatient, Drago. If you work hand in hand with Blood Blade, I am afraid that you will eventually be dragged into the endless abyss by him..."

At this moment, the expression on Rayleigh's face was unpredictable, but his tone clearly revealed a deep doubt and denial.

After a while, as if he had figured something out, Raleigh threw the yellowed newspaper in his hand to the ground.

After doing all this, Rayleigh turned around and walked in another direction calmly, as if nothing had happened.

He went looking for pure natural spices that could be used for cooking seasoning, after all, gorilla meat without any ingredients tasted terrible.

On the vast ocean, the evolution of events is like the surging and unpredictable waves, rising and falling without any regularity.

As for those who are standing aside like bystanders, they are waiting with great anticipation to see which unlucky person will be ruthlessly swallowed up by this storm.

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was gentle. Enel was lying leisurely on the comfortable sun lounger, holding a red apple in his hand and savoring it with relish.

"Crunch~" The crisp and pleasant chewing sounds came one after another, without stopping.

However, at this moment, a trace of unconcealable annoyance and boredom suddenly appeared on Eneel's originally relaxed and happy face.

"I really don't understand what those guys in the navy are planning. They've been dragging their feet for so long, and even Clo hasn't sent any news to us yet." Enel muttered as he absentmindedly took a bite of an apple.

Robin, who was standing nearby, heard this and slowly put down the book he was reading. He turned his head slightly and stared at Enel with eyes as calm as water.

"If Clo hasn't sent us any news yet, it must be a good thing. If something really happened, given his style, he would definitely tell us without hesitation at the first opportunity."

Robin spoke softly, his tone revealing a calmness and composure.

Enel did not object to Robin's words, but nodded silently, and then refocused his attention on the apple in his hand that he had not yet finished eating.

But who would have thought that after just two or three bites, this perverse guy suddenly opened his mouth wide and swallowed the rest of the apple like a whirlwind. Then he sat up straight on the chair and stretched out his right hand to scratch his ear hard.

"What's wrong? Enelu." Monet looked at the man in front of him with astonishment and asked in a puzzled voice.

She looked at Enelu and couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Enelu did not answer Monet's question immediately, but gently patted his ears, as if trying to dispel some discomfort.

His eyes gradually became sharper, and he slowly raised his head and looked in a certain direction.

"This is an uncomfortable feeling..." Enel muttered to himself, his tone revealing an indescribable tension and alertness.

Then, he took a deep breath and continued, "It should be that Red Earl is back!"

In the direction that Enel was looking at, several warships returned. The man standing on the bow had his arms folded, feeling the breath of the wind.

He suddenly gave a wicked smile.

Enelu on the island frowned instantly.

"This guy is really annoying."

Within his range of perception, an extremely powerful and malicious aura spread rapidly like a plague, eroding his mental defenses.

The intensity of this aura made Enel quite uncomfortable.