Pirate Field Marshal

It was getting dark, and in the boundless sea, a dark red warship was sailing slowly and extremely steadily.

On the warship, a young man's face was red, he was sweating profusely, and veins popped out all over his body, looking extremely ferocious.

"It's okay, I can hold on for a while longer"

The young man assumed a strange posture, forced himself to endure the soreness radiating from his body, and continued to practice what he thought was the most effective practice.

However, he didn't last long before the young man couldn't hold on and fell down directly on the deck.

"I can do it, I can definitely do it"

The young man's eyes gradually turned red. While encouraging himself, he gritted his teeth and continued to practice his previous practice.

Although the path of cultivation was extremely painful, life was worse than death, and it was as painful as the eighteenth level of hell, but he did not choose to give up, but chose to continue.

Really, those without great perseverance will never be able to endure the pain.

On the warship, Luo Ning stood in a corner, his eyes quietly locked on the young man's figure, and his eyes flashed several rays of light.

"Dragon Elephant First Level Body Refining Method, I didn't expect you to be able to persist for such a long time."

"Lotus, I remember your name, and I look forward to the day when you can reach the level of my recognition."

Luo Ning stood in the distance without making any sound, and just looked at it quietly for a long time, and then slowly walked towards his room.

Sometimes, hatred can really catalyze a person's growth, shorten the time for him to become a strong man, and also make him more mature, allowing him to understand the cruelty of this world more quickly.

In the world of pirates, strength is ultimately the most important thing.

Weakness is a kind of original sin.

"We have no way out, kill, kill them all"

"Don't come over, please don't come over."

"Devils, they're all demons, they're all demons crawling out of hell."

The boundless sea area was dyed dark red by the bright red blood, which looked so strange and unusual.

Standing on the warship, Luo Ning watched the scene of five hundred guards fighting the incoming pirates, but he did not take action.

Besides, no one on the scene was qualified for him to take action.

As for Hu Chi, he couldn't help but rushed out and took the lead in the charge.

{}On the sea, only those who can stretch and bend can achieve longevity.

As for those stubborn people, they became the dead souls of the Army Guards within this week and completely disappeared from this world.

"Master, is this the headquarters of the World Government?"

Guina couldn't wait to jump off the warship, looking at all these new things she had never seen before, with strong curiosity on her face.

After sailing on the sea for nearly two weeks, she finally arrived at her destination, which made Guina very excited.

"The headquarters of the World Government, the Holy Land of Marie Gioia, has finally arrived."

Standing on the bow of the ship, Luo Ning looked at the land in front of him, a smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart.

He really couldn't bear the feeling of sailing on the sea for a long time.

As an army officer and a field marshal, Luoning's feelings for the land are self-evident.

This time, sailing on the sea for a full two weeks really broke the limit of Luo Ning's endurance.

Although this trip has been fruitful, not many people can understand the boring nature of it.

"Yes, this is the headquarters of the World Government, the Holy Land Marie Joa."

"How about it, Kuina, do you want us to play here for a while?"

Luo Ning smiled, narrowed his eyes slightly and said to Guina beside him.

"Uh-huh"

"I haven't seen the headquarters of the world government yet."

"It must be a good place to be chosen by the world government."

However, it is obvious that the plan between Luo Ning and Guina seems to have come to nothing.