Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The sound of the sound of a thunderstorm was deafening.

Boom boom...

Through the telescope, he observed the buildings collapsing one after another in the ruins of the distant town, and the smoke and dust rising like a dragon dancing on the ground, and the muscles in the corners of the squirrel's eyes twitched.

Even as his adjutant, the flying squirrel didn't know what level Darren's true strength had reached.

But from the inhuman training he performed day after day, the flying squirrel could infer that... In the North Sea, except for a few "big pirates" with nicknames who came here for various reasons, no one was Darren's opponent.

The ability of the magnetic fruit gave him a large-scale attack and control method that was not inferior to that of natural ability users.

As for close combat?

Apart from Sakaski, who was still working in the North Sea, who could fight with Darren, the madman?

At least the flying squirrel had never seen anyone as cruel as Darren.

When facing the enemy, once the target is determined, he will go all out and never give up until the goal is achieved, and he will never look back.

And he is more cruel to himself than to the enemy.

As for Doflamingo, the arrogant, paranoid, and sick kid?

Let him fend for himself, his life and death are in Darren's hands.

Civilians have been evacuated, the town has been blocked, and the news here cannot be passed on at all.

A former Celestial Dragon?

Let him die.

Anyway, he is not the first Celestial Dragon to die in the North Sea...

The moment this thought came up, the flying squirrel suddenly seemed to realize something and woke up suddenly.

He... actually had such a "disrespectful" thought about the supreme Celestial Dragon...! ?

Unconsciously, a layer of cold sweat oozed out of his back.

The flying squirrel took a deep breath, smiled bitterly, and murmured in a low voice:

"Darren, you are right."

"Zero and one, the meanings they represent... are indeed different."

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Lubeck Island.

The center of the town.

Rumble...

The buildings that were hit collapsed one after another, raising dust to the sky.

The earth wailed under the heavy burden, transmitting a heart-pounding vibration.

Click...

The sound of a lighter rang out.

Darren stood on a barren, collapsed, cracked land, took out a cigar and lit it.

His military uniform had been tattered in the battle. He bit the cigar, simply unbuttoned his navy cloak, tore off his black tie, grabbed the tattered military uniform with one hand and pulled it hard!

Tear!

The uniform was torn open, revealing the naval captain's wild and explosive upper body.

The outline of his muscles was clear, and every breath was rhythmically pulsating and undulating.

The skin was covered with dense scars, and with his unruly and deep eyes, he looked like a wild beast.

"Well, it's much more comfortable this way."

Darren grinned.

At this time, an angry and slow voice sounded.

"I say, I say, how dare you!!"

Torrepol, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, waved his cane, and disgusting mucus spurted out of the cane, suddenly sticking to the wreckage of a four-meter-high civilian house, and dragged and threw it heavily towards Darren! !

"Sticky meteor!!"

The wreckage of the civilian house was thrown high up, and it made a dull humming sound while falling at high speed.

The whistling wind blew in his face, causing the cigar to suddenly ignite red light.

Darren narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and gently waved to the left.

In the wreckage of the residential building that hit him head-on, steel bars instantly penetrated from the inside of the building.

Tear! !

The wreckage of the building was torn into two halves by the twisted steel in the middle, whizzing past Darren's left and right sides, plowing long grooves on the ground.

Darren immediately raised his hand.

Without anyone's order, thick steel bars and metals penetrated from the ground, constantly cutting, splitting, stretching, and lengthening like living things.

Dozens of cold metal spikes hovered around Darren.

Under Torrebol's stunned eyes, he smiled and waved to the former.

Whoosh!

Dozens of metal spikes shot out at the same time, surpassing the speed of sound in an instant, and sank into the position where Torrebol was at an incredibly astonishing speed!

Boom! !

The ground instantly raised rolling dust, and a large amount of mucus continued to splash under the penetration of the metal spikes.

Darren then took a step forward, but his body suddenly

Shaken.

The ground in front of him suddenly "fluttered" like a flag, like wild grass in the vast wilderness waving in the wind.

He raised his eyebrows, and his sight instantly locked on a figure.

Diamante, dressed in Indian clothes, half-crouched not far away with red hands, one hand pressed on the ground.

"Army Flag!"

The ability of the fluttering fruit!

It can turn the ground within a certain range around the ability user into a light and fluttering form like silk, making the ground like a large piece of cloth fluttering in the wind.

It can make the opponent unable to maintain balance and lose the center of gravity and fall, thereby making the opponent lose the ability to counterattack.

And at the moment when Darren was standing unsteadily,

a figure suddenly jumped high behind him.

The boy wore sunglasses and had a blank expression on his face. There was a piece of leftover steak on his beard, and his hands were tightly holding a handful of emerald green bamboo.

Vergo!

"Ghost Bamboo!"

Vergo's eyes turned cold, and the bamboo in his hand smashed down heavily on the back of Darren's head with great force!

Snap! !

The bamboo, which was as strong as steel, shattered with a sound, exploding into countless fragments.

Vergo's pupils shrank instantly, and his heart beat wildly.

This guy's body structure...

Is he still human! ?

Before he could react, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the black-haired navy had disappeared like a ghost.

Buzz buzz buzz! !

The sound of air bursting suddenly exploded beside his ear.

Vergo turned his head with difficulty.

A shiny black military boot was rapidly enlarged in the reflection of his sunglasses.

Boom! !

Vergo's figure flew out like a cannonball and directly sank into a building.

The building then collapsed, causing bursts of rumbling.

In the rolling smoke and dust,

The face of the navy colonel biting a cigar poked out from the smoke, and a long spear made of twisted metal suddenly pierced through the air.

At a speed that Diamanti could not react to at all, it directly penetrated into his abdomen, lifted his body off, and then deeply nailed into a wall.

Diamanti spit out a large pool of blood from his mouth. Under the severe pain, he looked at the navy colonel with unprecedented fear in his eyes.

Rumble...

At this time, a building next to it suddenly exploded, and the "moving" rock instantly expanded into a 20-meter-high rock giant, waving a huge fist with a diameter of three meters, and slammed down at Darren from a high position!

This is... a great opportunity!

"You are dead!!"

A sharp and piercing voice sounded.

It was Pica!

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Please everything, thank you very much.

After reading the comments of the big guys, there are many controversies about Gion. Let me explain.

In this timeline, Gion is only a teenager. He grew up in the headquarters and was spoiled by the big guys of the navy, so his ideas are silly and naive, which is normal.

It is equivalent to a college student who has not graduated yet, with clear eyes and stupidity. You can't expect him to be pragmatic. (I also came from college, hahaha, it's just a joke.)

Not only her, but also Kuzan who will appear soon. Kuzan in his youth, his justice is not "lazy", but "burning".

My plot line in this book is very long, from the Roger era to the top, so each character has an obvious growth line, not the stereotyped impression of normal fan fiction.

But please believe my level, I will try my best to write the style of each character.

By the way, I will add more today.