rustle, rustle

"We can't go any further."

At the edge of the dense forest, Reg stopped and although he had used other methods to cover up his body odor, both of them were injured and could not take a shower.

A few hundred meters ahead, there is a gathering place of about 200 wolves, led by a white wolf.

The result of the guessing game was no surprise. Reg "lost" and Gabra was naturally extremely grateful.

In another hour at most, the sky will darken and the wolves will start to move around, looking for their traces.

"Are you ready?" Reg looked at Gabra.

"Okay." Gabra nodded seriously.

The plan the two made was not complicated. Gabra would lure away the most powerful white wolf, and Reg would steal the pineapple-shaped dark red fruit and give it to him.

After all, the white wolf is quite lethal to Reg, and the other wolves are much easier to deal with.

After high-fiving, the two started running wildly, startling countless animals along the way.

Reg, who was running with the wind, felt his blood surge in his heart. To be honest, he didn't kill enough.

Just the fight in the morning made him clearly feel that his strength had increased. Sure enough, only a battle close to life and death can stimulate a person's potential to the greatest extent.

Being strong is not achieved by just practicing, but by fighting one after another. Although this action was a bit risky, Legge was happy with it.

The opponents he will face in the future will be a hundred or even a thousand times more terrifying than these wolves. If he doesn't even have this courage, there is no need to consider other things.

"Ah, white wolf, get out"

Gabra, who was in the lead, rushed straight into the pack of wolves like a cannonball, instantly killing three surrounding wolves with the dagger in his hand.

oooo

The white wolf, which was discovered before the two arrived, flew from a distance, with murderous intent in its scarlet pupils: Today, the guy who offended it must be killed.

While Gabra had attracted the attention of most of the wolves, Reg quickly headed towards the place Gabra was talking about.

Ding Ding Ding The wolves that were blocked along the way were obviously much more cautious.

But as Legg went deeper, the wolves began to go berserk. This direction of human advancement was where the cubs were.

Swish, swish, the wolves gave up defense and avoidance and launched a decisive attack.

Surrounded by a pack of wolves, Reg kept walking. He would rather be scratched than slow down and stop here, but he really couldn't run anymore.

oooo

Another smaller white wolf appeared on Reg's path. The white wolf's mate appeared on Reg's path.

"bring it on"

Knowing that he was facing the final hurdle, Reg's speed increased dramatically.



The white shadow flashed past, and at the critical moment, Reg's hair stood on end, listening to his body's instinct and tilting his body.

The she-wolf's bloody mouth was avoided, but the sharp claws left a shallow wound on Reg's neck, just a few millimeters away from death, causing the blood in Reg's body to surge.

"Hey, I'm not dead yet"

Reg, who was rolling around, grabbed the devil fruit among the fruits collected by the wolves, and kept away from the wolf cubs without looking back.

The food that wolves eat is not limited to meat, not to mention that the leader of a group of brown wolves is actually a white wolf. How strange is this?

Reg didn't have time to study why this was so, so he just assumed it was Gabra's opportunity.

Seeing Reg fleeing, the she-wolf let out a low roar. The surrounding wolves stopped chasing and began to shrink the scope of their protection.

"Sure enough, Hu didn't come after me."

Listening to the roar in the distance, Reg circled around for a while and started running for the pineapple fruit in his hand. It was obviously a "bad" product.

The spiral pattern on it is so weird

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different.

If it weren't for this, Gabra wouldn't be able to recognize this special fruit just by looking at it.

While Reg was running wildly, the two observing instructors talked again.

"Can your students resist the temptation?" Henry teased.

"uncertain"

Colin rubbed his chin. It would be really disappointing if Reg broke his promise.

Traitors are despised no matter where they are. No one wants to be stabbed in the back by one of their own while performing a mission.

"It's amazing that I came here, but I didn't steal it for myself."

"good boy"

Colin looked away at Reg who was in the distance. Even though he was blushing and sweating profusely from running, he still came straight towards Gabra.

In his arms was a dark red fruit shaped like a pineapple with a strange color.

"This is the first time I've seen something. It turns out this thing really exists." Henry sighed.

"Where do you think people with abilities come from?" Colin curled his lips. He had never seen the real thing.

After all, people who get the fruits will usually eat them directly. Even if a few fruits occasionally circulate in the black market, they will be bought very quickly.

"Regg"

"be careful behind"

Because the temptation of the fruit and Reg's actions of keeping his promise converged according to the original plan, Gabra was excited and ignored the threat of the white wolf.

The white wolf found the opportunity and bit him hard. Gabra reacted by leaning forward and avoiding the fatal bite.

The white wolf raised his claws and scratched a huge wound on his back.

Ding

Reg, who came over, dropped the fruit and swung his dagger at the same time.

The dagger in his hand that he had exchanged with Gabra was shattered like this. Reg regretted it, why didn't he apply for more daggers in the first place?

The extreme iron bridge escaped the sweep of the wolf's claws, and then Reg's body fell to the ground and rolled rapidly.

"Not yet"

"Oh, it tastes so bad. Are you eating shit?"

While Gabra was talking, he started howling like a wolf. His thin body seemed to have been on steroids, and it suddenly grew into a figure close to that of an adult.

""

Because of Gabra's wolf howl, Reg was temporarily out of danger. Has this guy ever eaten shit? How unpalatable is Devil Fruit?

The rushing wind passed by, and the surrounding wolves began to retreat.

Gabra's black pupils turned scarlet as he transformed into a beast, looking at the white wolf coldly.

But the next second he returned to human form, and then to human-animal form: wolf nose, wolf claws, the human body was indeed the fruit of the animal system.

"Change back to me"

"Ow"

Gabra, who howled like a wolf, transformed back into his beast form, and the wolves around him seemed to wake up from a dream.

They looked at each other and then looked at Gabra in unison. He was still a wolf.

"Did it turn into an internal struggle?"

"Reg, leave it to me next time."

The howling Gabra quickly rushed towards the white wolf, one large and one small, and the two ferocious wolves, one white and one black, collided in the air.

Gabra, who had jumped up a few sizes, quickly stood up and took the initiative to attack again.

The white wolf bared its teeth and opened its huge mouth, Gabra also pouted.

Blood splattered out at the same time. Reg was lying motionless on the grass. He didn't want to be attacked by the wolves because he moved around.

Bang bang bang Gabra and White Wolf collided, leaving deep wounds on each other.

Reg, whose eyes were chasing one person and one wolf, couldn't take his eyes away. This is the power of Devil Fruit, it's really amazing.

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