I Sell Jars At Fairy Tail

Every once in a while, Shanks would come here and sit on the top of the mountain, talking to himself in front of a dirt bag, enjoying the stories of the past, and bringing his own jar of good wine.

Whenever he has thoroughly tasted the fragrant wine in the wine jar, he will turn around and leave again.

After a while, the next series of actions were repeated.

But the changes that happened today made Shanks feel a little surprised.

But he also noticed that the back figure being watched by everyone seemed a bit familiar.

I couldn't help but feel a little doubt.

"I don't know who this brother is, but he was able to provoke the entire Whitebeard Pirates into this state."

"You have to know that I almost dug out their leader from the ground before, and they were completely indifferent. What on earth did you do?"

In the end, Shanks' pupils twitched suddenly, his mouth opened in disbelief, and he fell from the air.

It was precisely because he saw the body of Whitebeard Newgate lying on the ground not far away, and at this moment his chest was sunken.

Although 230 has been dead for too long, buried under the loess, and has never been exposed to sunlight, his middle body has become pale.

But he still clearly remembered that Whitebeard Newgate's body was extremely intact before he was buried.

It was because of the hole in his chest and the hole in his heart that he completely lost his life.

However, it took someone with extremely high medical skills to restore Whitebeard Newgate's original body.

But at this time, Whitebeard Newgate's chest sunken, his body also showed irregular movements, and he collapsed on the ground. His head may have collapsed on one side, and the grave next to him that was supposed to be buried is now a pit. Hole.

There is also the scorched land around it, which looks like it has been struck by thunder, and the resulting land is still emitting black smoke.

Only then did Shanks realize the importance of the matter.

At this time, he also became a little angry.

It was precisely because his best brother was supposed to enjoy a grand funeral after his death, or to sleep quietly under this soil.

But now the familiar figure in front of him actually dug it out of the soil and caused such serious damage to his body. This is probably unbearable for anyone.

Shanks also became cold, and his shoulders couldn't help but twitch.

This is a manifestation of his extreme anger...

Every member of the red-haired pirates knew him very well and what Shanks' actions meant.

The next moment, Shanks had already pulled out the sword beside him, and the domineering energy burning on it, as well as the formation rising out of thin air at Shanks' feet.

The terrifying power of thunder and lightning traveled throughout his body, and the flashing bursts of red hair in the formation made Shanks' aura soar crazily.

It just so happened that the red hair produced by this matched the most tacitly with the red hair on his head.

The red hair on this head moved without any wind. Due to the thunder and lightning traveling around him, Shanks seemed to be like the male and female of thunder hidden in the thunder clouds in the sky, more like the hidden God of Thunder.

"Brother, you have done something unforgivable, so there is no need for me to let you continue to live in this world."

"My brother happens to be sleeping alone under that soil. It's a bit too deserted, so use your blood to worship my brother.

Then Charlotte slowly turned her head, but his face was still in shadow under the sunlight. Due to the sunlight, Shanks couldn't see clearly for a while.

But he only felt that the appearance and figure of the person in front of him were too familiar. This must be someone with a very important status in his heart, otherwise he would not be so impressed.

And Charlotte finally said slowly, "Oh, really? I really didn't expect you to have such a tone, but looking at the aura on your body now, you do have such arrogance."

Shanks frowned even more when he heard Charlotte's voice, and kept thinking about who this voice belonged to.

Why does it sound so familiar, and it also makes my scalp numb and my whole body trembling?

Shanks knew that there were very few people he met in his life who could leave such an impression on him. He was also racking his brains to think about it, but he couldn't think of the person in front of him. Who is it?

Shanks was accompanied by several streaks of thunder and lightning, and he could even see an illusory colorful shadow like a dragon soul appearing in the air.

At this time, with bursts of dragon roars, it opened its bloody mouth...

As this violent red sword energy struck in front of Charlotte, the surrounding members of the Whitebeard Pirates stood on the spot. They wanted to take a good look at how Charlotte was defeated.

After all, the Four Emperors of the Sea had already reached a state that was difficult for them to catch up to.

But the next moment, Charlotte's whole body suddenly erupted with more powerful lightning power, and a formation identical to Shanks's also rose under her feet.

"Shanks, I really didn't expect that the magical skills I passed on to you would be cultivated like this by you. It really makes me feel a little embarrassed." ||

"You must know that this is the most powerful existence among the magical skills I have learned. It really makes me feel a little disappointed. I am even considering whether to take it back. 17

Shanks heard what Charlotte said, coupled with the familiar tone, and the figure that made his whole body react with stress.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up. Who was the person he provoked at this time? It was the existence that once made the entire pirate world tremble, that is, Charlotte.

Unexpectedly, Charlotte came back and stood in front of him alive.

Shanks clearly remembered that he accidentally broke into the Thunder Clan and happened to meet Charlotte. He also carefully understood the magical skills that he had passed on to him at that time.

It's just that because he is old, many of his thinking comprehension are no longer as smooth as when he was young. Therefore, in terms of understanding magical skills, he has only cultivated to a perfect state, but has not realized the true meaning of it. The power of terror.

But he felt that this was enough. I'm afraid no one here could even fight with him, let alone completely subdue him...