Pirates: From the Expulsion of Marie Gioia

When the admirals following Zefa all received the mission and left, the mission room immediately returned to its former desertedness.

The receptionist looked at the thick task in his hand, and he was a little puzzled.

Because when he managed to list all the tasks neatly, he found that no one came to accept the tasks.

Seeing this, the receptionist slowly shook his head.

Afterwards, his enthusiasm for work faded, and he returned to his usual salted fish appearance.

He clasped the folder in his hand to his face and slowly fell asleep.

Plain words came out of his mouth.

"It turned out to be the same as usual."

"Those admirals are just special cases."

And the generals who left the Navy headquarters before, they met soon.

After all, the time interval between them receiving the task is about the same.

Before everyone arrived in the new world, they had all gathered together.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Zefa said seriously.

"We've successfully taken the first step."

"Next, it will be time for us to build a new navy."

Hearing his words, the gathered admirals nodded one after another.

However, it is definitely impossible to build a new naval base on the sea.

Because the weather on the sea is very chaotic and extremely uncontrollable.

So Zefa intends to build this new naval base on an unnamed island.

And this island was carefully selected by Zefa.

Due to an accident, this island once caused a lot of corrosive substances to surge on the island.

Therefore, it can be called a forbidden area for human beings.

But regarding this issue, Zefa had already thought of countermeasures.

In his hand is the switch button for the corrosive substance of this island.

It was obtained by an accidental mission when he was young.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but fell into memory.

Back then, he chased after the pirate all the way and was brought to this island by him.

Looking at the mist in front of him, Zefa quickly realized something was wrong.

But unfortunately, when he wanted to run out of the island, it was too late.

But the pirate who was chased by him before suddenly turned around and yelled at him frantically.

"Zefa, this is the price you want to capture me."

"The island is full of corrosive substances and is considered a restricted area for humans."

"When you step in, you can be regarded as dead."

"Ahahaha, let's all die together this time."

Hearing this pirate's words, Zefa immediately came back to his senses.

Thoughts were racing through his mind.

Soon, he understood that the pirate's escape route was planned.

And the purpose is to die with him.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists tightly, stepped forward and punched that pirate Bangbang twice.

However, this pirate has no fear at all.

Instead, he swallowed the blood in his mouth, and then smiled wildly at Zefa.

"Ahahaha, you have the ability to kill me."

"I don't believe that there is really a navy that will not kill pirates."

"Bury it with me, Zefa."

"I'm the man who killed Navy Nova."

"I will definitely become famous in the sea, ha ha ha ha."

When he finished these words, he completely lay on the ground, lifeless.

But even in death, the corners of his mouth are still upturned with a smile.

And his eyes were fixed on Zefa.

It was as if he wanted to witness his death.

Seeing his appearance, Zefa slowly lowered his fists.

This is the first time he has killed a pirate with his hands.

But he didn't regret it at all.

Before the fog gathered in front of him, Zefa raised his head and looked around.

To his dismay, all directions were shrouded in fog.

Can't see a specific direction at all.

And on this island, his knowledgeable domineering also appeared in disorder.

No matter how far his knowledge-colored arrogance spreads, it is always a vast expanse of whiteness.

It would be even more impossible to follow the original direction.

Because the direction inside is constantly changing.

Seeing this, Zefa gritted his teeth.

Then use the armed color domineering to wrap the whole body, making the whole body glow with metallic luster.

He walked straight ahead in the mist.

Because he is very clear that before the fog gathers, he still has the opportunity to choose a direction.

If it is completely shrouded, there is no chance for him to survive.

As his body slowly walked into the mist, his whole body suddenly made a sizzling sound.

And the whole body began to emit white smoke.

Feeling the changes in his body, Zefa ignored it, but silently increased the operation of the armed domineering color.

He kept walking forward, just to pursue that unreachable hope.

But as time passed, his physical exertion was very serious.

And Zefa already felt the lack of body.

If it weren't for his tenacious will, maybe he would have fallen into the mist long ago.

He moved his legs vigorously and continued to walk forward.

The legs that seemed to be filled with lead water made Zefa's movements slower and slower.

Gradually, Zefa's armed domineering can no longer cover his whole body.

The exposed skin immediately came into contact with the mist.

In the blink of an eye, you can feel the damage to your own body.

If it weren't for Zefa's physique being too strong, maybe there would only be bones left in the exposed place.

But even so, he could hardly hold on anymore.

No matter how strong the will is, it is useless without the help of a corresponding body.

After another moment, with a plop, Zefa could no longer move.

He fell heavily to the ground and fell into a coma.

Fortunately, however, Zefa lost consciousness at the last second.

He touched a long stick-like object in his hand.

When Zefa held the object in his hand, a surprising scene happened.

I saw that the fog that had gathered around Zefa before gradually dissipated.

And from above the stick, there was a burst of faint fluorescence.

As it continued to vibrate, Zefa's face became more and more flushed.

Obviously, with its help, the damage to the body was restored.

When he woke up again, Zefa looked around.

It was found that the fog did not gather towards him any more, but kept at a fixed distance instead.

Seeing the changes in front of him, Zefa knew he was rescued.

Feeling the strength of his body, he raised his hand to look at the object in his hand.

It was a retractable stick, and with its constant vibrations, it was able to briefly heal his injuries.

Looking at the switch on the stick, he reached out and pressed it.