One Piece: Divine Bird Phoenix

To the east of the Holy Land Marie Joa, in the direction leading to Marineland, the headquarters of the Navy, a violent storm broke out on a small island that had not been visited all year round.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, there was lightning and thunder, and the raging wind blew endlessly, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

Under the storm, forked white lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark sky for a moment, followed by a deafening roar.

Under the pouring rain, Dorag, wrapped in a dark green cloak, stared at the half-human, half-animal old man in front of him. A few wisps of breeze appeared in his hand and he threw it forward.

The breeze that escaped the palm expanded violently, forming a large tornado thirty meters long within a few seconds.

On the surface of the hurricane, raindrops were trapped like bullets, shooting forward, directly towards the old man's face.

"snort--!"

The cane hit the ground hard, and there was a cold shout. The scarred eyes froze, and the flying water droplets instantly shattered and turned into invisible water again. The two limbs in front of him were raised high, piercing the air and sending out purple slashes that resembled Lan's feet, directly smashing the hurricane into pieces.

"Dorag, why are you here!"

Sartan, who had a pair of horns on his head, his upper body maintained a human shape, and his lower body resembled a spider, stared at the man opposite him with unkind eyes.

With strong winds swirling around his body, Dorag slowly spoke with an evil look on his face, "Originally I just wanted to stop the World Government's reinforcements, but I didn't expect that Saint Satan led the Knights of God to take action himself. It seems that the situation in Marinevando is not tolerated. optimism."

"Hmph! Kid, don't make excuses here. Marinefando's live broadcast was cut off. Even I don't know what's going on there."

"On the contrary, you, if you don't lead the revolutionary army and continue to be your coward, you actually dare to stop me here."

"Saint Saint, one day the people in this sea will overthrow the world government. The Celestial Dragons cannot always be superior to other races."

"Freedom is what everyone yearns for. Even if you erase a hundred years of history, you can't block the trend of the times."

"Hahaha," a series of cold words came out, and Sartan said disdainfully: "Is it just the three or two kittens of your revolutionary army?"

"Ignorant guys, I'm afraid you can't even fight the navy. How can you overthrow the world government?"

"Mammaye Granl Saint!"

"Jessego Lucia Yates Saint!"

"Get rid of these revolutionary army cadres and protect the Tianlong people

of holiness. "

After saying this, Sartan turned his attention to the two crows, and an invisible thought spread, affecting their thinking.

In a daze, the two seemed to hear the leader's call in their minds, and turned their heads unconsciously.

"Tch! Really, it's really shameful to use such a method to deal with this garbage." Saint Yates, wearing a gas mask on his face, clenched the long knife in his hand and rushed out.

"Slaves should submit to their masters and pursue so-called freedom. I really don't know what it means."

"To live is to show the kindness of the nobles of the world to you!!"

The long knife engraved with the pattern of "All Burning" swept across and cut off the opponent's neck directly.

Looking at the soot on the blade, Ye Zisheng murmured: "Natural type·Coal Fruit?"

"Only pariahs like you can eat this kind of rubbish Devil Fruit."

The black soot reorganized its body, and the crow ignored the blood on its neck and loudly reminded its companions.

"Lindbergh be careful!!"

"spread--!"

"Fur tribe? I wonder how your meat tastes?"

Licking his lips with his tongue, the spear in Saint Granl's hand was activated, and a black bullet shot out, passing through his chest and out of his body.

"ah--!"

Severe pain stimulated the nerves, and Lindbergh fell to the ground and howled in pain.

"Stop it!"

"Foot Pointed Coal!"

Finding that the opponent planned to continue shooting, the crow's body turned into soot and quickly appeared behind the opponent. The soot along the way turned into a sharp sword and inserted into the opponent's heart.

"As expected, he is a low-level guy. He dares to resist the world's government with such little strength. It's really stupid."

The pupils shrank violently, and the crow's needle-like eyes looked at the opponent's empty chest in fear.

"My heart is gone and I'm still alive!"

"Crow, behind you!!"

Holding back the severe pain in his left chest, Lindbergh raised his gun and fired a golden bullet. If his heart hadn't been on the right side, the blow just now would have been enough to seriously injure him.

Before the newly emerged Granl Saint could take action, he saw a bullet flying towards him. Just as he was about to take action, a cloud of pungent black smoke exploded in the sky.

"Be careful Crow, these two guys are very strong and also very weird."

On the other hand, look at the battlefield between Saint Satan and Dorag.

A black cane was struck down, and sand and stones flew into the ground, creating a large crater.

"Dragon Hook Claw!"

The five fingers were divided into three, and Dorag's dark fingers were like dragon claws grabbing at the opponent.

"Bang--!"

The armed colors of the two collided, sparking black thunder. The violent air waves centered on the two people and spread in a ring around them.

Suddenly Dolag's heart palpitated, his palms separated from each other, and turned into a gust of wind and floated away.

I saw a few invisible holes appearing on the ground just now. A grayish-purple color appeared and then spread quickly. The plants on the surrounding ground instantly withered and withered.

"Wind Blade·Haikama Weasel!"

The strong wind created the shape of the wind blade and shot towards Saint Satan in front of him.

"Useless Dorag, haven't you found it yet?"

Letting the wind blade pass through his body, in Dolag's eyes, Sartan was directly cut into several pieces, and then restored to the original state in other places.

He waved his hand again, and this time Dorag rolled up a few balls of sea water, and once again transformed into a wind blade and shot towards the opponent.

"It's no use!"

The fragmented Saint Satan slowly spoke and reappeared elsewhere. There is an expression on his face that mocks others for not knowing their own abilities.

"I understand, your Devil Fruit should have the ability to create illusions!"

Closing his eyes, Dorag calmed down and felt the world. Sure enough, under the perception of seeing, hearing and color, Saint Satan was not at the same position just now.

"Wind Blade·Tear!!"

Holding his palm forward, the air around Saint Satan suddenly solidified, and then a powerful force acted on his body and began to tear every inch of his body's skin.

Sure enough, Saint Satan appeared in a panic in the area that was empty just now.

…

Just as Saint Satan and Dorag were fighting, an air fleet flew over their heads. Yixiao, An, and Whitebeard, who were talking, stopped at the same time and looked below the clouds.

"An, have you felt it? It's the aura from the Devil's Triangle Sea."

"That's right! It's him. It seems like he's lucky today."

"Heron, let the fleet keep moving forward at this speed. I will come as soon as I go."

After saying this, An was filled with excitement, turned over the side of the ship and jumped directly, followed closely by Whitebeard and Yixiao.

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