Pirates: The strongest Celestial Dragon in history

Two huge balls of mucus paralyzed on the ground and began to actively attack the guards of the concentration camp, ruthlessly devouring the remaining limbs of the defenders.

"Crack, click."

The huge strange force of the slime tentacles pulled the body of the guard, making a crunching sound, which was extremely terrifying.Dirk stood alone behind Mucus, with bleeding from his orifices and red eyes.

At this moment, he was going crazy and his eyes were lost in blood.

His body swallowed too much blood, and bones could be seen everywhere in the mucus.

"Retreat! Retreat for me!"

Kent, who had been watching the show behind him, rushed into the sky. He could no longer sit still and shouted: "Zoom!"

Suddenly a huge space enveloped his guards, and the next moment, hundreds of guards were moved out of the battlefield by him.

"Stupid beggar, you are so powerful that you actually killed so many of my guards. Do you know how much it costs me to train so many personal guards?"

Kent looked down at Dirk on the battlefield, pointed a long knife at Dirk's neck, and shouted coldly: "I will chop off your head and hang it at home as a decoration. Then I will put your upper body on a woman's body. ! Throw your lower body into the horse pen and feed the horse crazily with aphrodisiacs... In short, this prince will make your life worse than death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kent slashed down with his knife.

"Accept the punishment, bastard, death! Gamma Knife!"

The long knife swung down and cut off Dirk's head as accurately as a scalpel. Kent's eyes were filled with anger, and his armed domineering aura covered the entire blade.

Dirk himself had no reaction in the face of this move, but the moment Kent slashed at him with the knife, the slime on the ground stuck to Kent's legs.

"Nani!"

Kent frowned, and the long knife was just two inches away from Dirk's neck. Before he could react, the pain on his legs made him scream in pain!

"Do you want to kill me?"

Dirk looked up at the long knife close at hand, raised his hand and waved it gently.

The next moment, Kent's legs were violently rolled up by the mucus, just like other guards being swallowed up.

The next moment, Kent's legs were shattered and he screamed. He fainted from the pain and lost consciousness.

The long knife fell to the ground. Dirk glanced at the knife, feeling a little sad.

The next moment, the slime was about to engulf Kent.

At this time, several gunshots rang out.

Several marines suddenly arrived and fired continuously at the slime.

Dirk looked back at them with a blank look on his face.

Because without exception, these marines didn't hit a single shot, and the shots were ridiculously missed.

Not to mention the motionless slime in the air, not even a single shot hit him. There was also a marine who fired a gun directly at the ground, almost hitting his own foot.

Are the navy's marksmanship so bad now?

No matter what, these marines bravely stood up.They were ordered by Lieutenant General Garp to find out the situation in the concentration camp, so naturally they couldn't just watch Dirk kill the members of the Crown Prince of Drovock.

"Stop, beggar. We can let you leave here, but you have to put the crippled prince down."

One of the leading marines said loudly that as the soldiers brought out by Garp, they may not be serious, and those infected by Garp have no ambition, but their human touch is definitely the most sufficient.

They can naturally see that this Kent is not a good person. Dirk has done harm to the people, but Kent's death will be very troublesome.

"That's it, stop it, beggar. Just torture this prince until he is worse than death. Don't kill him entirely, otherwise it will be difficult for us."

"It's almost done. His legs are disabled, and his lower body will have to live in a wheelchair. If you are still angry, break his spine again. He will definitely be incontinent for the rest of his life. Just give us a chance to breathe."

Several navy veterans were all excited, and they discussed among themselves one by one, lowering the standards again and again, and finally decided that as long as Kent was still alive, they could accept being in a vegetative state, and they would let Dirk leave safely.

Dirk glanced at them and for the first time felt that the Navy was quite good.

However, he is destined to disappoint everyone.

"Sorry, what if I insist on killing him?"

Dirk shook his head slightly and controlled the mucus to cover Kent in layers.

"Young man, your road is narrow."

Several marines looked at each other, and the leader lowered his head and smiled helplessly.

"Indeed, it's normal that you can't calm down after so many people died, but on this sea, listen to others and eat enough. You still have to listen to the navy."

Putting down the spears in their hands, several marines took out their long knives from behind.The next moment, the weapon-colored domineering energy covered the blade.

Dirk frowned.

These navies are actually armed with hardened colors!What kind of navy is this?

"We are Vice Admiral of the Navy, Vice Admiral Garp's accompanying navy. We are famous in this new world, and our hands are stained with the lives of hundreds of small and medium-sized pirates. Young man, please go, we don't want to kill you. .”

Looking at several skilled and armed sailors with domineering looks, Dirk's face turned completely gloomy.

He had never felt this kind of oppression before. It was not all about these sailors, but more about what they called Lieutenant General Garp.

Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, Garp, the highest combat power of the Navy, he is actually in this country.

Glancing at Kent, who was wrapped in mucus, Dirk's eyes struggled.

Could it be that I really couldn't kill him?What about these escorts after death?Who will pay for their lives?

During the struggle, a voice sounded faintly.

"Dirk, let's go. We can't fight them."

Behind him, the stone statue with one arm missing climbed up, his face pale.

His arm was not cut off by the ROOM slaughterhouse, but was chopped off with a real knife. The affected area was already bleeding profusely. As the number one sniper, he had become a useless person.

With a pale face, he said sadly: "I feel that there are two powerful auras approaching here. You run quickly, I will stop them."

"Brother Stone Statue..."

Dirk stared at the man, his eyes suddenly turned red and said: "Everyone is dead, how could I just run away? I must kill Kent with my own hands. Kill the king with my own hands!"

The stone statue shook his head in pain, grabbed Dirk's arm with one hand, and pushed him behind him, "Let's go!"

Just as Dirk was about to break free, the stone statue took out a pistol from his body.

With a "bang" sound, the stone statue raised its hand and fired several shots at the navy opposite, trying to attract the navy's attention.

"Holy crap, we've helped you so much, and you still beat us? Is there any justice in this?"

Several marines were stunned for a moment, dodged the oncoming bullets, and then swung their swords towards the stone statue.

"Guys, get this under control arm by arm! Get the prince back."

In an instant, several marines appeared in front of Dirk and the stone statue.

"Shaving" is an advanced fighting skill in the navy, but on Garp's ship, it is the most common survival skill, and it is something the navy knows.

Dirk hurriedly raised his mucus to resist, but he still vomited blood.

His body has reached its limit.