Traveler in the Pirate World

On the chaotic battlefield, scattered flowers fell like rain. The navy who were fighting hard had their clothes torn at some point, and their skin and muscles seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, oozing out blood, dyeing their white clothes red.

A thin and bony figure looked at the falling flowers in the sky, holding the long sword in reverse. Faint rock elements surged from all directions, surrounding his body in an orderly manner, emitting a gradually dazzling light.

The next moment, the blade penetrated the ground, golden light merged into the earth, and light golden runes began to grow and spread outward with the tip of the blade as the center, transforming into a golden field, constructing light golden oval shields around countless navy soldiers.

The petals that flew out from the battle between Lakulova and Vista were blocked by the shield, and most of the pirates' long-range guns and cannons only caused small or large cracks to appear on the shield, which were then restored the next moment by the continuous influx of rock elemental power.

"I am the one guarding this place now!" T. Peng En shouted loudly, but the intensive attacks made his originally pale face even paler in an instant.

The massive loss of physical energy left beads of sweat on T. Peng's forehead, but he had no intention of stopping.

A black shadow broke through the air, and its long arms suddenly punched out, aiming directly at T. Pengen's face.

However, this attack did not achieve the expected effect. A black shadow swept over, and the collision between the iron fist and the black shadow produced a flash of sparks.

The figure with arms slightly longer than that of an ordinary person jumped high unexpectedly and then fell back several meters. He took advantage of the momentum to flip backwards in the air and landed steadily. The opponent had already rushed to him.

"Jin Duogu, your opponent is me!" Bastiyu, wearing a bull-head mask, had flying red hair and the black mace in his hand was surrounded by domineering aura.

"Hmph!" Jin Duogu didn't waste any words and punched Bastiyu in the face with his left fist.

Bastiyu swung his stick and swept across. The fists and sticks collided and the two men paused slightly. Jin Duogu threw out his right fist again, and Bastiyu swung his stick to respond. Punch after punch, stick after stick, fists and stick turned into afterimages, and the sound of metal hitting each other became one. The collision between domineering auras created rings of air waves in the air. The ice layer under their feet was scraped into countless ice chips by the air waves, and for a moment, white mist transformed from water vapor rose from the ground.

"Open fire!" Under the command of the colonel, the soldiers protected by the golden shield fired at the pirates in front of them. Some of the soldiers with excellent marksmanship fired bullets at Jinduogu ​​who was fighting with Bastiyu. Unfortunately, the bullets were not wrapped with domineering power, and only sparks flashed on Jinduogu's dark skin.

"Damn, what kind of monster is this!" Someone couldn't help but curse.

"Concentrate your firepower and don't do anything unnecessary!" As a colonel at the headquarters, he knew better than the officers stationed in the branches how terrifying the gap in individual strength was.

"It seems that T. Peng's ability is more effective on the battlefield than we expected. Unfortunately, his current strength is not enough!" Akainu lowered his eyes and looked at the battlefield below. Before the opponent Whitebeard took action, they would not take the initiative to intervene in the battlefield. After all, they were not the ones who were in a hurry.

"The time I gained the ability was too short, and I didn't have enough control over myself, which resulted in a lot of extra energy wasted. This is a common problem among those who have obtained the Eye of God. It will take a long time to truly reach the level of being able to fight on a high-intensity battlefield!" Aokiji returned to the high seat, his expression as lazy as ever.

"That's right!" Kizaru said with great interest, looking at the two people on the execution platform with a playful look, "To be honest, Ace's ability is terrifying. The explosive increase in one aspect, if his speed is not too weak, he may really be able to catch up with me?"

"Oh? That's a bit troublesome!" Akainu narrowed his eyes slightly, and at that moment his heart was filled with murderous intent and his eyes were fierce, but it was only for a moment.

Ace cannot die, and he knows this better than most, because behind him stands a god, a terrifying being who unknowingly created the mirror world and scattered the power of the elements across the world.

This is unfair? No, Akainu never had such a thought, because this world is never fair, at least He Himself does not care about what humans call fairness.

Humans are born with souls, animals follow their instincts, humans learn about the world as they grow up, but animals have never thought. How unfair is this gap?

The dragons are born superior, while slaves are born slaves. Born into the same race, the former are born to own the entire world, have the right to dominate anyone, the right to plunder anyone, and the right to own anyone.

The latter is relegated to the dust, and living itself is a kind of despair. Resources, power, everything, require one to risk one's life to fight for. Isn't this unfair?

Some people say that life and death are the greatest fairness! But even if we ignore the birth, some people are born smart, some are born stupid, some are born strong, some are born sick or even disabled. The gap between people is destined from the moment they are born.

Akainu never denied that he was extremely talented, because if he wasn't extremely talented, at this age, his physical skills, swordsmanship, fruit ability and domineering development would not have reached the current level.

Anyone who is less talented than him, even if they go through everything he has gone through, will never be qualified to be on par with him.

As for death? How is that fair? Death from old age, illness, sudden death... The pain of death is different, the despair before death is also different, and the most superficial life span is also different.

This world is unfair. You will not have a smooth life because of your kindness, nor will you have a rough life because of your evil deeds. People can only save themselves or be saved by others.

That is why the world needs justice and the navy.

"Boom!" The artillery roared, and smoke rose. Black smoke billowed out from Lakulova's huge body. His body, which was originally in a stalemate with Vista, leaned back uncontrollably under the impact of the artillery.

The balance of the wrestling was broken, and flowers soared into the sky. Vista turned the sword in his hand, and countless petals spun and entangled, the air was twisted, a violent storm arose, and air waves rolled. Countless sharp edges gathered at one point, turning in the air like a dragon and piercing straight into Lakulova's heart.

"Ha!" The ice beneath his feet was shaking. A huge sword slashed from the side, and the sharp tip of the sword collided with the wind flower. The giant Lieutenant General John Jando's face flushed, and the muscles in his arms were tense, like countless intertwined steel cables, with rich grass elemental energy flowing through them, tightly holding his tendons that could break at any time. He gritted his teeth and took a step forward. With a loud roar, the flowers collapsed and the sword slashed Vista.

Two cannon shots were heard, and two streams of black smoke burst out from the back of John Jando's hand. The armed-colored shells exploded, causing his fingers to fly and splashing with blood.

However, he had no intention of stopping. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He paused for a moment, then chopped down the sword with the force of a mountain collapsing.

"die!"

"I didn't agree!"

"Boom boom boom" the sound of artillery exploded one after another. Kuliel, holding two cannons in his hands and two guns on his waist, fired continuously.

John Jando's huge body took a step back uncontrollably, and the sword no longer had any momentum. His entire body was covered in blood, and drops of blood fell to the ground, forming blood puddles the size of a person.

The rich grass element continued to repair his body, but Vista did not give him more time. Countless petals tore through the billowing black smoke and turned into an unmatched long sword to slash at him.

Dalmesia, who had been watching the battlefield from the high platform, transformed into a human-dog form, stepped into the air, turned his figure in the air, and shattered the huge sword with a heavy kick.

This attack was like a signal. After the giant vice admirals who served as the vanguard went into battle, the vice admirals of the headquarters who were responsible for paying attention to every corner of the battlefield finally went out to attack. Their opponents were none other than the captains of each division of the Whitebeard Pirates.