Roar of the Pirate Fire Dragon

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

It was like a natural disaster, like there was a confrontation between wild beasts. Terrifying vibrations were constantly coming, and the road paved with stone slabs was shattered all the way in the distance.

Two huge figures were clashing.

One of them was a huge explosive bear. The originally brown fur on its body was completely charred, and some parts of it had even exposed some bright red flesh color. There was also a faint smell of meat escaping from it.

Opposite him was the same behemoth-like existence, but it did not look like a living thing. It was a huge yellow humanoid object with all hands and feet. It looked a bit bulky and looked like a huge giant. The giant's head did not exist. , is the head of a relatively small man. There is no need for any doubt. This man is the chef of the Fire Dragon Pirates, a man named Dino.

"Hahaha, it's so happy."

The giant bear slapped the butter giant's chest with a heavy slap, and its sharp claws dug a huge gap in the butter giant's chest with the blessing of armed domineering.

But the chef was not someone who didn't fight back after being hit. His chest squirmed for a while, and the large dent in his chest was instantly repaired, leaving no trace of the previous one.

At the same time, the Butter Giant's huge fist was covered with a layer of dark domineering force, and a heavy uppercut hit the giant bear's face directly.

"puff"

A huge tooth erupted directly from the giant bear's mouth. The butter giant's punch carried extremely huge kinetic energy. The terrifying power that exploded in an instant was enough to surprise anyone, even those with the Dirac animal type's bear fruit. Even the strong body cannot resist.

"Hey Hey"

Dirac did not show any sign of pain, and even laughed a little wildly: "It's really exciting, Mr. Chef, but do you know?"

"The injured bear is the strongest"

"boom"

Dirac's huge figure directly hit the chef's butter giant, and the terrifying force directly knocked the butter giant away.

The huge body slid in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. The solid ground shattered instantly. Even through the solid butter armor, even with the armed domineering defense, blood still flowed out of the corner of the chef's mouth.

"Hahahaha"

The majestic bear fell from the sky and directly hit the butter giant.

"click"

A heart-wrenching sound sounded, and the indestructible butter giant was almost broken.

"Hey hey hey"

"Now,"

"Is this the end?"

The huge bear raised its huge paws, and its ferocious face showed unparalleled killing intent.

"Butter Sculpting"

The suppressed chef did not appear panicked at all, and even had a smile on his lips.

The originally solid butter melted instantly and spread like running water, directly wrapping the huge bear together.

"what"

Dirac was shocked.

"Oily Prison"

The chef, who had broken away from the butter armor, gently placed his hand on the butter that had wrapped the big bear, and said softly.

In just a moment, another huge amount of butter poured out of the chef's body and kept wrapping it around the big bear. In just a short period of time, Dirac couldn't even wait for Dirac to struggle, and he had already been wrapped into a giant. of round ball.

"Hey"

The chef smiled and said, "Mr. Xiong, this is the real end."

"scoff~"

The butter solidified instantly, and the indestructible butter immediately locked the bear with astonishing brute strength, unable to move. Even with his terrifying strength, he could not break free without moving his hands and feet.

"hateful"

Dirac, with only his head exposed, roared angrily.

“Sweet butterscotch heaven”

chef

He stretched out his hand, and a large lump of white cream exuding a strong sweet fragrance hit the giant bear's head directly.

“so sweet”

"call,"

The chef moved his body: "It's finally over. I haven't fought so heartily for a long time."

"Olav"

Nearly a hundred people suddenly poured into the theater's auditorium, and the empty theater that had only a few people before quickly began to become lively.

These guys who suddenly poured in were not the previous audience. Those guys had been frightened by Vlad for a long time, and they probably would never have the courage to return to this theater again.

However, even if they knew that a frightening pirate with a bounty on his head occupied the theater, there were still some guys who dared to come to the theater as if they were seeking death.

There is no doubt that there are. Without exception, these people are all well-known musicians on the island, and they are all outstanding musicians who are determined to perform a unique concert of their own in this theater.

For these guys, this theater, the Abala Theater is undoubtedly a holy place in their hearts and the most sacred existence, so they will never allow this theater to be tarnished in the slightest.

"Olav, what are you doing?"

The leader was an old man with white beard and hair, who looked to be a little older.

"Has Serena's singing always been fake?"

"Are you trying to tarnish this ancient music holy place?"

Olaf said nothing, staring blankly at his daughter on the stage without any reaction.

"Answer me Olaf"

There was unspeakable anger in the old man's tone, "What are you thinking about?"

The old man looked distressed and pointed at Serena on the stage with trembling hands, "Is this kind of singing worthy of singing on this stage?"

"Teng"

Olaf stood up abruptly, staring at the old man with his eyes fixed on him, and said in a very low voice, "I say it's worthy."

"what"

The old man looked surprised.

"I mean, just think of all you idiots, one by one,"

Olaf, the famous President of Harlick, said: "Even if they are added together, can it be compared to one of Serena's fingers?"

"you"

The old man's face turned red instantly. He really didn't expect that the normally pleasant Olaf would actually speak like this.

"Listen carefully"

Olaf said, "Listen to me, idiots, and see how worthless the music you are so proud of is."

Olaf ignored these guys and jumped directly under the stage.

""

Vlad looked at him gently and said nothing.

Olaf had no intention of being afraid of Vlad, and walked directly onto the stage. Unexpectedly, Vlad had no intention of hindering him at all.

Serena on the stage seemed as if she hadn't seen Olaf at all, and the torturous singing voice still flowed out of her mouth without stopping.

On the other hand, Miss Anna nervously guarded Serena, looking at Olaf with a somewhat complicated look.

As for the maid, after discovering that her captain was motionless, she naturally had no reaction. The old god stood aside as if it had nothing to do with her.

Olaf slowly walked to the piano placed in the corner of the stage, which Serena had used before.

Olaf's eyes when touching the piano were very nostalgic. He had not touched an instrument for a long time.

He reached the piano and placed his hands gently on the keys.

"when"

The sound of music flows out like flowing water, as if it comes from deep valleys and mountains, flowing quietly, flowing through the wrinkles of life, passing through the ups and downs of years, flowing through this man's somewhat excited eyes, flowing quietly .

The sound of the piano and the singing began to merge.

This is, Halik Olaf, the music of a father.