Pirate's Swordsman

"Ok?"

High in the sky, Lieutenant General Huo Shaoshan, who had already passed by the meteorite and was about to put away his sword and retreat to the ship, suddenly changed his expression, "It's actually such a powerful destructive power..."

"Oops."

In another place thousands of meters away in the air, the fighting dog was panting heavily. His pupils also shrank, and he subconsciously turned his head to look down, "Isn't it completely blocked?"

laugh!laugh!laugh!

Countless meteorite fragments fell from high altitude, like a violent storm. At a glance, there were as many as twenty or thirty warships within the range of its pressure.

If left unchecked and these fragments were allowed to hit the ship, even if the lethality was far less than that of the whole meteorite, it would still be enough to cause heavy casualties to a large number of soldiers.

At this critical moment.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really scary..."

On a certain warship in the middle area, Kizaru raised his head slightly and looked leisurely at the meteorite fragments in the sky above him. After clicking his tongue, he slowly raised his index finger and said, "Sure enough, I still can't continue to watch the fun like this. Going down..."

call out!

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from his fingertips and shot out high into the sky.

The golden light was extremely fast, constantly intertwined and spread, and in an instant it turned into a huge light net with a radius of several hundred meters, intercepting all the meteorite fragments that could threaten the warship area.

boom!

The fragments of the meteorite collided with the giant web of golden light, making a violent explosion. In the constant collision and crushing, they finally lost all their impact and turned into fine powder that filled the sky, blowing everywhere in the wind. drift.

The golden light network also completely dimmed at this moment, disintegrating and disappearing into the sky.

"saved!"

"As expected of General Kizaru!"

Witnessing this scene, many navy soldiers who originally looked frightened were suddenly surprised. At the same time, Kizaru's body suddenly disappeared on the deck, and after a slight flash, he came to the sky.

"Hey, hey, hey, let me tell you, this meeting gift is really big enough."

Kizaru tilted his head slightly, squinting at Fujitora who was thousands of meters away from the opposite side, "As the saying goes, courtesy reciprocates. It seems impossible for me not to repay some of your great gift, right?"

His tone was slow and unbeatable, but the speed of his hands was not slow at all.

Cross your arms and raise them, middle and index fingers touching.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, countless dazzling spots of light lit up from the gaps between his pinched fingers, and then shot out in the direction of the harbor!

Eight-foot magatama!

The light spots were like flying arrows all over the sky, traveling at extremely fast speeds. In an instant, they covered a distance of hundreds of meters. At a glance, they covered the sky and the sun, and the momentum was quite terrifying.

"To be able to have such power with random attacks is worthy of being a natural ability user..."

Although Fujitora cannot see, he can still rely on his sense of sight and is keenly aware of the terrifying power of this move. "However, in my opinion, it is better not to need this gift in return!"

He muttered to himself in a low tone, but there was no trace of panic on his face. He clenched his hands tightly, and the sword that had not been sheathed suddenly sank down, and an invisible gravity spread out in an instant.

"Hell Brigade!"

hum!

In the air in most of the nearby area, the gravity suddenly surged to the limit. The eight-foot magatama, which was originally very fast, instantly stopped in mid-air like a rocket that had lost its thrust, and in the next moment, all of them suddenly moved downwards. come down.

boom!boom!boom!

Hundreds of water columns as thick as the mouth of a bowl suddenly exploded on the vast sea in front of the harbor, and the waves rolled, making the fog on the already white sea a bit thicker.

"I was stopped easily."

A look of surprise flashed in Kizaru's eyes. He glanced sideways at Fujitora and said in an exaggerated tone:

"Is this the big pirate with a bounty of 27 billion Baileys? What a terrifying monster. Now, I really have a headache..."

Should we continue to be entangled with each other like this, or should we let go first and wait for the marshal's order to officially start the war?

clang!

clang!

clang!

While he was thinking about it, a dull bell suddenly sounded from the harbor square in the distance. It sounded like the hour, no more, no less, exactly nine.

Fujitora on the opposite side seemed to have received a signal at this moment. He put his sword back into its sheath with a smile, and without saying goodbye to Kizaru, he turned around and flew back towards the way he came from.

"Is this...the execution live broadcast about to begin?"

Kizaru frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he simply disappeared and returned to the warship where he was originally, waiting for the next order from the Warring States Period.

…………

at the same time.

The first half of the Grand Line, the Chambord Islands, a lawless zone.

Zi... Zizi!

The huge three-sided display screen suddenly became clear after the snowflakes flashed for a moment, causing the large number of people gathered below to instantly fall into a boil.

"Hey, look, there's a picture!"

"It's time, is the live broadcast finally going to start?"

"After waiting for so long, it's finally here!"

…………

These three display screens in the Shampoo Islands are the largest terminal live broadcast display equipment in the nearby waters.

Many of the people gathered around at this time are reporters from newspapers from various places. They have been here early in the morning in order to use the live broadcast provided by the World Economic News Agency to break valuable news. The manuscript was sent back to the newspaper office as soon as possible.

Looking at the entire world, there are only a handful of places that can have such live video equipment. If news related to the details of the war is to be further spread to people around the world, it still has to rely on traditional newspapers.

A dark, damp corridor with walls covered with moss.

This is the picture displayed on the three screens at this moment. The light is blurry and only four figures in prison uniforms can be vaguely seen. They are being escorted by two rows of tall and fierce pirates, slowly heading towards Advance to the end.

"Hurry up, what are you waiting for!"

The prisoner at the end seemed to have some injuries on his legs. He was limping when he walked. As soon as he was dragging his legs a little, he was kicked in the butt by the pirate next to him and urged impatiently.

The prisoner was tall, more than three meters tall. After being kicked, he immediately lost his center of gravity. He staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he finally supported the ground with his elbows and managed to stand up. He turned his head with a gloomy look. He glanced at the pirate.

His movements were very subtle, as if he didn't want to offend the pirate. Before the pirate noticed, he turned his head again and continued to stumble toward the end with the prisoner in front of him in silence.

But in just two or three seconds, the camera that had been shooting behind him had already allowed everyone in front of the screen to see the prisoner's face clearly.