Pirate Lord of the Void

Tiger's route of action seemed to have been planned a long time ago. When he entered the first Draconian residence, he went straight to the residence where slaves were kept.

In just a short moment, Heber could sense that at least hundreds of slaves were being released.

And began to destroy everywhere, while scattering to continue to rescue other companions.

"Escape quickly"

After Tiger finished speaking, he ran towards the next place of detention, but when he turned around, he saw a burly man about three meters tall blocking his way.

The man wore a white mask with a flame carved on it, covering the entire mask.

"Murloc, you dare to go to the Holy Land privately and free the slaves of the adults. You have violated the law. You can be arrested without mercy."

The man in the flame mask looked directly at Tiger and said in a cold tone.

"Humph"

Tiger was unmoved, snorted coldly, and replied, "Humans, you sell my people at will and treat mermaids as a trading item. Is this the law you respect?"

When the man in the flame mask heard this, his expression did not change at all, "Since you are still stubborn, don't blame me for killing you on the spot."

After saying that, the man in the flame mask was seen leaning forward slightly, and then he disappeared in an instant.

Reappeared, already in front of Tiger, followed by a cluster of flames in his right hand, hitting Tiger's face.

"So fast"

Tiger's pupils shrank, and he felt a sting on his face before he could stop it.

Then the whole body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.

"bang bang"

With a series of wall collapse sounds, Tiger hit the seventh wall hard after passing through five or six walls in a row.

The splashed dust instantly filled the entire palace. The slaves who had just escaped all around looked at the man in the flame mask with fearful expressions and disbelief.

"Is this really human power?"

"It's just a simple punch."

""

Somewhere in the grass outside the palace, Xibo Jianwense Baqi could not help but raise his brows when he sensed the blow from the flame mask man just now.

"A fire-type Devil Fruit? No, the flame just now was obviously caused by the friction of the arm with the air. It didn't come out of that guy's body."

With Heber's strong mental power, he could clearly see all the subtle movements of the masked man's attack. Through these movements, Heber was able to confirm that the blow just now by this guy was not random.

It should be through his own unknown ability that he accelerates the friction of the fist to achieve that powerful effect.

"Tsk, tsk, it's getting more and more interesting." Heber grinned, and then continued to look in the direction of the palace.

Just as everyone was discussing carefully, the man in the flame mask said again, "Go back, or we will deal with it on the spot."

When the slaves heard this scolding, they trembled and looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and pain.

One of the young men stared at the masked man with hatred and hatred in his eyes.

Just when he was about to follow everyone back to the cell, the dust suddenly dispersed.

Tiger, whose face was covered in blood, appeared in front of everyone again.

"Do you still want to continue to be the slaves of the Tianlong people? Is that kind of humiliation and a life without seeing the future what you want?

If everyone works together, there is still a possibility of escaping, but if everyone does nothing, the only way is death."

Tiger roared heart-breakingly. Although he was leaning against the slave, everyone could bear the fishman's determination.

"I would rather carve out a way of survival on my own than continue to be a slave."

"That's right, I don't believe that this one person can kill hundreds of us."

""

Everyone's confidence seemed to be ignited again, their spirits were high, and they clenched their fists, determined to find a way out for themselves.

"You are looking for death"

The flame mask man's patience has reached its limit. Since this slave is seeking death, he will not hold back.

Even if all the slaves in front of him are dead, I believe that Lord Tianlong will not blame him. After all, he can still conquer a new batch of slaves.

The figure disappears again

"fire punch"

The man in the flame mask shouted low, his right arm was once again wrapped in a circle of flames, and he used his violent power to smash towards Tiger's face door again.

Suddenly, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of Tiger, his right hand stretched forward, and a whisper surrounded everyone's ears.

"Dragon Claw"

"boom"

The fire fist and the black dragon claw collided in an instant, and a gust of wind instantly set off around them.

An invisible shock wave rushed towards the surroundings from the point where the two met.

Everyone was thrown away by the shock wave, and even Tiger couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The flame mask man's expression suddenly condensed. He didn't expect that his opponent's power was so powerful that it far surpassed his own.

Then when he looked up, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"This red rune, yes, you are Monkey D Dragon"

Taking advantage of the moment when the man in the flame mask was dazed, Monkey D Dragon directly used his claws as his palms to grasp the masked man's wrist.

Then his left hand turned into a sharp knife and stabbed towards the masked man's chest.

After all, the masked man had gone through countless battles. When he saw Monkey D-Dragon clasping his wrist, he had already sensed the opponent's next step through the Haki of his knowledge.

Suddenly, the armed domineering energy covered the upper body of the masked man like a black battle suit.

At the same time, his left arm began to swing, wrapping around the dragon's knife like a flexible snake.

Before the knife came, the masked man felt as if a sharp knife had been stabbed into his chest.

A heartbreaking pain instantly filled his upper body, making his face turn pale.

"High-end armed color"

The man in the flame mask was shocked. He couldn't help but feel lucky that he had just used the fruit's ability to prevent the opponent's hand knife from completely piercing his body. Otherwise, this blow would have seriously injured him.

Seeing that the dragon's attack failed, the man in the flame mask suddenly backed away, put one hand on his chest, and stared at the dragon with an uncertain expression.

"Your ability should be something like friction."

Long lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the scratches on his left arm, and said indifferently.

At the same time, Tiger whispered thank you behind the dragon, and then fled out of the palace with many slaves.

"Asshole, Monkey D Dragon, do you think they can escape tonight?"

When the man in the flame mask saw the slaves running away, he turned to the dragon and shouted angrily.

This is the territory he protects. If he allows the slave to escape successfully, it will be a dereliction of duty on his part. Even if he is not punished, he will be laughed at by his other companions.

"You don't have to worry about whether you can escape or not. If you don't want to die, just stay where you are."

There was nothing polite about Long's words, but his brows furrowed quietly.