Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

New world, deserted island.

The white line, like the strokes of the god of death, turned into a huge gloomy birdcage, tightly covering the entire island.

On the land of the island, a brutal fight has begun around the huge Moby Dick, which is as big as a white whale, and the shouts of killing are deafening.

"The taste of war is really intoxicating..."

Doflamingo gave a sinister grin, and the muscles on his face seemed to be slightly twisted due to excessive excitement.

He tilted his body to avoid the slash from behind by a pirate.

The pink feathers fluttered, and the pupils of the pirate whose attack failed trembled as his fingers hooked, and a sharp cut exploded on his chest, spurting out a lot of blood.

The pirate's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he staggered to continue the attack, but a hand had already grabbed his throat.

A blond face wearing strange sunglasses came into view, and his smile was full of cruel mockery.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, you said... as a weak person, do you have the right to choose to die?"

Doflamingo's face gradually approached the pirate, and his tone was full of chilling madness.

The pirate gritted his teeth, but felt as if his body was tightly imprisoned by something invisible, unable to move at all.

"It seems not."

Doflamingo grinned, and his five fingers suddenly exerted force!

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking sounded, the pirate's head tilted, and the light of life quickly disappeared in his pupils.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!!"

Doflamingo opened his arms crazily, stood in the melee, and laughed grimly.

Around him, dozens of members of the Whitebeard Pirates were pale and terrified, attacking each other.

Wailing continued, blood splattered.

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Ding! !

The collision of blades splashed out dazzling sparks, and the sword light cut the earth into crisscross marks.

There were sad and beautiful roses in the void.

"Flower Sword" Bista's pair of scimitars swirled and stabbed like a gust of wind, and the sword blades bloomed like roses. He launched an attack on the upper and lower body of the eagle-eyed boy with gorgeous techniques and speed, which was so fierce that people could not cope with it.

However, the more they fought, the more shocked Bista was.

His complicated and fierce attack was blocked by the kid in front of him!

The pair of sharp eagle eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything seemed to have completely seen through his sword moves, and responded calmly with a rock-like posture.

The strangely shaped black broken knife, under his one-arm swing, was flexible and heavy, as stable as Mount Tai.

Especially the calmness that was completely inconsistent with his age, gave Bista a strong sense of uneasiness.

"... Why did a guy like you lose an arm!?"

After a long time of attacking, Vista finally couldn't suppress the rising anxiety in his heart, and asked with gritted teeth.

Mihawk calmly responded to the gusty sword light and said lightly:

"This is for the strongest swordsmanship."

He suddenly changed his moves and blocked Vista's double swords with a clang.

"You are quite strong, you are worthy of being the strongest swordsman in the Whitebeard Pirates."

Mihawk's mouth gradually curled up into a smile.

Vista was stunned.

He actually saw a kind of "happy to see the prey" in the eyes of this young man!

...

The yellow sand burst out and turned into a sharp giant sword that suddenly rose from the ground.

"Desert Greatsword!!"

"Immortal Thistle!!"

The surging blue-blue flames gathered crazily and compressed into a flame shield to block the Desert Greatsword.

Yellow sand and blue flames exploded at the same time. Crocodile and Marco faced each other from a distance, and fear flashed in each other's eyes.

"I didn't expect the rumor to be true. The legendary "Phoenix" fruit... has nearly invincible defense and recovery power."

The yellow sand around Crocodile was disturbed, and his eyes were gloomy as he stared at Marco in the air.

Marco's arms turned into blue-blue flame wings at this time, and his eyes looked vigilantly at the ground disturbed by the yellow sand.

At this moment, within a radius of hundreds of meters with Crocodile as the center, the land has turned into a barren desert.

Occasionally, there are jumping gravels, as if they were given life, hiding unbelievable dangers.

"You are not bad either. You have developed the natural system to this extent. It's not far from awakening, right?"

As he spoke, Marco glanced at the mountains in the distance with his peripheral vision, and his heart gradually sank.

In that direction, two surging auras mixed with gushing black and red lightnings collided violently again and again.

Every time they clashed, it was like a meteorite collision, erupting with violent air waves, blowing away countless rocks and towering trees.The giant tree was uprooted, torn into pieces and flew into the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds was shaken and scattered, and the peaks were constantly flattened.

Ravines appeared on the ground, and bottomless cracks spread. The strong wind and lightning intertwined, turning the world into a purgatory on earth.

Taking a deep breath, Marco tried to suppress the shock in his heart.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Marco couldn't believe that the navy could improve its combat power to this extent in just one or two years!

He was fighting with his father!

He was fighting with the "world's strongest"... in a dignified way! !

Quickly retracting his gaze, Marco looked at Crocodile and said in a deep voice:

"But there is one thing I am very curious about, Crocodile."

"Why should a rebellious man like you obey the orders of that navy?"

Crocodile's face changed, and with a bang, his figure flew out from the spot.

"I didn't obey that bastard's order!!"

"My target has been your Whitebeard Pirates since the beginning!!"

With an angry roar, the yellow sand completely rioted!

It faintly turned into the shape of a ferocious giant crocodile.

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Holy Land Mary Geoise, Pangu City.

The atmosphere in the meeting hall was extremely depressing, as if the air was about to drip water, making it difficult to breathe.

The Five Elders stood or sat, waiting quietly.

Some played with their samurai swords, some tasted tea comfortably, some crossed their legs leisurely, some stood with their eyes downcast and remained silent, or looked at the navy marshal in front of them with a playful look...

In the eyes of each of them, there was a kind of arrogant and playful sneer.

"Sora, the World Noble Hunting Competition represents the highest honor of the Celestial Dragons... Even many members of the "God's Knights" will be selected from the winners of the hunting competition."

"It is the greatest luck of Rogers Darren's life to be able to take on the security work of such a grand event."

"This is a good opportunity. He will learn some secrets that most people in this sea are not qualified to know."

"He will take this opportunity to completely enter the top of the world government."

"You should be very clear about this, right?"

Their old and gloomy faces all showed a strange and sinister smile.

"After all, you and Zhan Guo... all went through this."

Ding ding!

Sora's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't help but stagger back two steps.

Some painful memories that he couldn't bear to look back on seemed to surge in his mind, and his pupils gradually filled with hideous bloodshot, and his expression changed constantly.

"No...you will destroy him..."

His eyes were red, and he let out a low roar unconsciously.

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