Pirate Journalist

Chapter 171 Magical Voice Ability

Ngussen Islands.

The depths of the most central island among them.

A tower-like building stands here.

From the body of the tower to the top of the tower, it is covered with a layer of shiny metal, and the top of the tower emits a cold light under the sunlight.

This is the largest weapons trading office in the New World, and it is also a famous entertainment city.

It is divided into five floors, the first floor is directly connected to the outside, forming a huge open square.

This square is filled with all kinds of weapons, such as firearms and ammunition, heavy ballista, swords and sticks, etc., as well as shipbuilding timber, poison that seals the throat with blood, and other miscellaneous things.

From the second floor upwards, it becomes an entertainment place, with bars, casinos, gold consumption caves, singing and dancing halls, auction houses, etc., all kinds of poisons.

People linger and forget to return, full of desire.

After Murphy and Moria arrived here, they acted separately.

The two people's favorite weapons are different. Moria is not good at swords and firearms, so he wanted to see if there were any large-scale war weapons, or if there were any excellent ship-level weapons to arm the ship.

As for firearms and ammunition and ordinary cold weapons, Moria doesn't have to worry about it. His subordinates have special personnel to purchase supplies.

Murphy avoided these and went directly to the place where the sword was traded.

After walking around for a while, there are quite a few high-quality swords and swords, but there are no good knives or even better ones.

Come to think of it, even if weapons of that grade appear in this weapons market, they are sold directly from the auction house.

And now, no auction will be opened.

He shook his head, finally bought a few sharp throwing knives, and wandered elsewhere.

Boom!Boom!
Continuous and violent explosions came from a distance, causing panic among the crowd.

"What's going on? Someone dares to make trouble here!"

"The explosion happened in the shell area. Was there a mistake in the transportation?"

"I heard outside that two big pirates might fight. Could it be that they caused trouble?"

Murphy was passing by the debris area, checking a bottle of deadly jellyfish toxins in front of a booth. Hearing the explosion and the conversation of the people nearby, he thought for a while, and walked towards the explosion site.

explosion.

The smoke dissipated, revealing the broken wall.

The ceiling of this trading market has completely collapsed, and when the sun shines down, it presents a scene of blood dripping.

The ground was covered with broken limbs, and the smell of gunpowder wafted around.

It can be seen from some details that this should be a place to sell cannons.

And this kind of place, in addition to cannons, is shells.

However, for unknown reasons, all of these shells exploded, forming a terrifying chain reaction and causing terrible damage.

The weaker pirates and merchants were all killed in the explosion, and very few survived, and Moria was one of them.

He covered his dizzy head and got up from the ground in a disheveled manner.

Then he observed his physical condition. The injury was not serious, but he looked very embarrassed.

After all, he is a great pirate who has gone through hundreds of battles. He reacted the moment the shell exploded, and immediately used the shadow box to surround himself layer by layer.

It's just that there are too many shells here, and after all, they were not completely protected and suffered some injuries.

"Damn it, what's going on?" Moria patted the dust off his body and growled angrily.

He was looking at the merchandise when a 'crack' sound suddenly sounded in his ear.

Then, the explosion happened.

pat, pat.

Fragmentary footsteps were getting closer, and Moria, who was thinking, raised his head and saw a group of pirates approaching slowly with mocking smiles.

The leader has red hair, which is different from Shanks's. It looks bright and wild, and you can feel the rage on this person just by looking at it.

"I planned to kill you after you left the central island, but unfortunately you are out of luck. I just got the news that Yin Fu and Wang Zhi seem to have something to go out, and they will not come back until night at the earliest." The leader said.

The sarcasm on his face was not concealed at all, and the content of his speech was also full of contempt. However, his voice was unexpectedly calm, as if it carried a calming and convincing power.

Comparing this person's voice, appearance, and tone, Moria immediately felt a strong sense of separation.

Such a calm voice came from such a violent person, which made people very uncomfortable.

I saw that the smile on the corner of this person's mouth became more and more ferocious, and he continued: "You just cut out the shadow of my men, now looking at your expression, it seems that you really don't know me, let me introduce myself, I am Qi Wuhai One, Leslie the Dictator."

This group of people slowly stood in front of Moriah, with arrogance and relaxation in their eyes, as if they had already eaten Moriah.

"Did you do the explosion just now?" Moria gradually recovered after listening to Leslie's words, and asked back, showing sharp teeth.

At this moment, he had already taken out his special scissors, and the sharp blades were shining coldly in the sun.

However, before the scissors were lifted, he heard a 'snap'.

Moriah noticed that Leslie clapped her hands.

And the moment the sound sounded, his movements were paused, he unconsciously let go of his palm, and the scissors fell to the ground with a 'clang' sound.

"What's going on!?" Moriah exclaimed angrily.

He felt his body stiffen for a moment, his movements seemed to be hindered, and his palms could not use any strength.

Although these states lasted only for a moment, they still aroused Moria's vigilance.

There was a problem with the light pat from the other party just now!
"I said that I am a dictator. Wherever I go, I can only have my voice." Leslie's voice is full of convincing power, as if unconsciously, you will think that Leslie said That's right.

He smiled proudly, and said: "I am a person with the ability of the sound fruit, and I have the ability to control the sound. It is easy to impact your joints and cause short-term stiffness. Similarly, to detonate the ammunition accumulated here It’s just a matter of clapping hands.”

Obviously, from Leslie's tone, it can be heard that he is very confident in his ability.

"Hehehehe, wherever you go, there can only be one voice? You really know how to tell jokes." Unfortunately, Leslie's self-indulgence only attracted a burst of laughter from Moriah, as if the unique voice affected Not the same as Moriah.

"Oh? Your mental strength is good!" Leslie's tone was a little surprised.

The power of sound is not only vibration and impact, but also can convey emotions and affect people's spirit.

Generally, if the willpower is not firm enough, after talking to him a few words, it is easy to follow his rhythm.

Watching Moriah's expression didn't affect him at all.

"Spiritual power? Huh!" Moriah heard the strong enemy's affirmation, but he didn't look happy at all. Instead, he suddenly showed a depressed expression, as if thinking of something sad.

Then, with a ruthless expression on his face, he picked up the scissors again.

"Let me cut out your shadow and paste it on the boat as wallpaper!!"

His figure didn't move, but the shadows under his feet changed, transforming into countless shadow bats, rushing towards Leslie's group.

(End of this chapter)