Pirate: I, destroy the engine

Dreadnought Battleship Saber.

Fike sat cross-legged alone at the stern of the boat, closing his eyes and meditating.

This morning, I finally calmed down and was not in danger.

Many of the people in the Creek Pirates relaxed a lot and went to take a nap.

"Ok?"

Fick opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

A huge dark cloud floated into the sky above them at some point.

The wind was surging high in the sky, and the rolling clouds formed a large whirlpool, trying to swallow up the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom."

There was lightning and thunder, and dozens of thunderbolts descended from the sky.

The extremely thick thunder exploded a seawater tens of meters high, and many fish were killed together.

One of the ships of the Creek Pirates was unfortunately hit directly by a bolt of lightning.

Failing to resist the thunder for a moment, the ship disintegrated into pieces.

And the pirates on the ship?

A pile of corpses fell into the sea along with the broken boards. It was certain that they would not survive.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Here we go again, here we go again."

"I've had enough of this damn weather."

"Fuck, if you have the guts, chop me to death. What's the point of torturing me?"

The frightened pirates swarmed out of the cabin, all cursing.

For two days, the fear reached its extreme level, which brought about anger.

This damn weather is so deceiving!

"It's not just thunder! A storm is coming."

After looking at the sky for a while, Fick lowered his head and muttered to himself.

Looking at the pirates on the boat, Fick felt a little embarrassed.

The gap in strength was too great, causing these people to be unimaginably unlucky.

However, pirates don’t deserve sympathy either.

If he is forced to work overtime, there will always be a price to pay.

"This rain can't destroy my boat."

Fick jumped back to his own ship astern.

Next, there was a heavy rain, which couldn't even be called rain.

Fike's good eyesight allowed him to see the situation at an altitude of [-] meters.

It's very strange. The air condenses into liquid when the temperature drops. This is understandable.

However, why is the diameter of this condensed liquid at least one meter wide?

A drop of rainwater is one meter in diameter. Can you believe this?

Anyway, Fick had never seen such a spectacle.

No matter how heavy the rain is, it is nothing compared to raindrops with a diameter of one meter.

The naval battle of Ait Wall and the rain at Waterloo in Golden Lion's life were not so weird, right?

Rain is no longer enough to describe the current weather.

Although it is not as powerful as an iceberg falling hundreds of meters from the sky, it is more enjoyable to watch!

"Ah...! Damn it, damn it! Why did God treat me like this?"

On the main ship, Creek roared to the sky, venting his frustration.

Today, he has supplemented his knowledge of the Grand Line.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how weird the weather was, he would never be as unlucky as him.

Heavy snow freezing the sea surface, Category [-] winds, and now thunderstorms.

Who else could encounter three types of disaster-level weather in less than three days?

The word "unlucky" cannot describe what he has experienced these days.

God is unfair, God is unfair!

His ambition and dream of conquering the Grand Line have not yet been realized.

However, he was not defeated by the enemy, but by the injustice of God.

Even God is targeting him, what can he do?

"What is this? Rain?"

Creek, who was roaring to the sky, was stunned.

In the sky, it was still far away, but he could already see a raindrop about ten meters in diameter falling towards him.

raindrop?No, no, no, these are definitely not raindrops.

This is God's magic, targeting him.

"Huh, huh..."

Creek took a few deep breaths, his knuckles turning white from pinching.

Too much, too much.

Does this mean that he, Creek, is unstoppable and God can't help but take action himself?

"Quick, turn left with full sail."

Eyes blazing with rage, Creek refused to accept his fate.

"Pull out the cannon and smash the raindrops to pieces."

Gritting his teeth, Creek continued to order:

"No, I don't accept it. I will definitely live and I will never die here."

"I must conquer the Grand Line, and God can't stop me, I said so."

Raising his middle finger to the sky, Crick swore fiercely.

This unfair treatment made him completely angry.

If God prevented him from conquering the Grand Line, then he would do it.

The already angry pirates were infected by Creek's emotions, and each one of them began to curse God.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Cannons were pulled out one after another, and cannonballs were fired into the sky.

At this time, all the pirates united as one and smashed all the huge raindrops falling from the sky.

Cannonballs exploded in the sky, mixed with rain, and a grand fireworks feast began.

Although the fireworks cannot be considered beautiful, there are enough in number and the scene is large enough, so it is quite good.

"I really didn't see it! Is Crick such a good guy?"

Fick looked at Creek strangely.

God is targeting him, how did he come up with this?

Moreover, the reason God targeted him was to prevent him from conquering the Grand Line?

There are people who are so confident that no one in the world can stop them, and God has to do it himself?

With this idea, Fike, as a time traveler, didn't dare to compare.

Ugh!

Why be a pirate when you have such a rich imagination?

Write novels, draw comics, Crick will be popular, and wait for money.

It can be seen how important it is to choose the right career.

Although the artillery shells destroyed many large raindrops, many huge raindrops still fell outside the coverage area of ​​the artillery shells.

Such huge raindrops fell, and each drop caused ripples on the sea surface.

When the ripples gathered together, a wave nearly a hundred meters high began to spread.

"Damn it!"

Facing the overwhelming waves, Creek almost broke his teeth.

"Separate half of the cannon and blast the waves."

After punching down, Creek could only give the order helplessly.

With half the cannon detached, the huge raindrops from the sky will fall even more.

Then there would be even bigger waves, and then he would need more cannons to blast them.

If this cycle continued, his ship would either be hit by raindrops and sink into the sea, or be overturned by waves.

Desperate situation, he has reached desperate situation.

Why is God so unfair?Must he be killed?

"call out."

Just as the pirates were about to turn their guns, a dazzling green light lit up from a distance.

The green light hit the waves, and the hundreds of meters high waves broke instantly.

Looking from a distance, a coffin lit with candles floated over.

"Hey, you showed up at this time?"

Fick also discovered the coffin and frowned in confusion.

Under the influence of his talent, Crick has reached a dead end and is about to be wiped out.

At this time, Hawkeye appeared?

Could it be that this is the corrective power of the world, and Hawkeye is destined to chase Creek to the East China Sea and meet Liu Suolong?

"Hawkeye, Creek Savior."

Fike curled his lips, as if he felt the malice of the world.

Next, it will be his harvest moment. What does it mean to hinder him at this time?