Pirates: Rush to the Peak

And the terrifying cold air that seemed to be able to freeze everything into ice sculptures slowly dissipated and no longer emanated wantonly.

Ah Er, who had been closely watching Aokiji, secretly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene, but his hands did not slow down at all.

He immediately gave the order: "Quick! Now is the time to lock them up with seastone chains!"

"As ordered!"

"Got it, second brother!"

After hearing the order, the subordinates did not dare to delay at all and acted quickly, holding the extremely hard seastone chains, and rushed towards where Aokiji and Yixiao were like a gust of wind.

"Crash, crash, crash!"

The sound of chains being entangled could be heard.

In the blink of an eye, the seastone chains wrapped around Aokiji and Ichisho like a spirit snake, tightly clasping their hand and foot joints.

After confirming that the two had been completely tied up, Ah Er finally felt a little relieved.

Then, he waved his hand and led his men to escort the two men to a remote and deserted corner of the ship.

That was the prison that Tesoro used to detain important criminals, and it was the perfect place to detain the two of them.

At the same time, on the other side, Tisza led a group of men and marched forward bravely.

Their footsteps echoed on the empty ice field, making a series of dull sounds.

Just as they were moving forward rapidly, a large group of aggressive pirates suddenly appeared in front of them.

These pirates came to rescue Tesoro after receiving the news.

“Captain! Someone’s here!”

The pirate in charge of exploring the way ahead suddenly let out a cry of surprise, and the sound echoed in the empty ice field.

He widened his eyes and looked at the figure slowly approaching not far away.

After hearing the shout, the other pirates stopped and looked in that direction.

They saw a tall man with steady steps approaching them with dozens of his subordinates.

This person was Tisza. He had a blank expression on his face and exuded a chilling aura.

"This guy... looks very strong!" An experienced pirate frowned and whispered.

He gripped the weapon tightly in his hand and became secretly alert.

"That's right, everyone be careful, this guy doesn't look like someone you can easily deal with."

Another pirate echoed, a thin layer of sweat already appearing on his forehead.

Everyone was whispering and talking, but no one dared to act rashly.

After all, the powerful aura emanating from Tissa made them feel unprecedented pressure.

"Huh? Why do I feel like this person looks familiar? I seem to have seen him somewhere..."

Finally, one of the pirates seemed to remember something, scratching his head in confusion and muttering to himself.

However, before he could recall it carefully, Tissa had already walked to less than ten meters away from them and stopped.

As soon as the pirates saw Tissa's tall and mighty figure, which was like a mountain, their faces instantly became solemn, and their eyes revealed deep vigilance.

Tisza stared at the uninvited guests with a stern face and asked coldly: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

His voice was like a cold wind, blowing through everyone's hearts, making them shiver.

However, faced with such sharp questioning from Tisza, the group of pirates looked at each other, and no one wanted to stand up and respond to Tisza's question.

After all, the other party's identity is unknown, so we should observe first.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Tissa suddenly felt humiliated.

"I'm talking, are you all deaf? No one responded to me!"

Tisza's eyes were wide open, veins bulged on his forehead, and his low and majestic roar exploded in the air like thunder.

He turned around suddenly, holding the huge battle axe behind his back tightly with both hands.

As he moved, a gust of cold wind whistled past, as if it also felt his anger at the moment.

"Bang!" With a deafening noise, Tissa smashed the huge axe in his hand hard into the ice under his feet.

In an instant, the ice layer broke, and countless ice cubes flew up and shot in all directions like bullets.

At the same time, an extremely powerful force surged out from Tissa, spreading around.

This force is like a raging storm, carrying with it a heart-pounding pressure that makes people shudder.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out from the originally quiet crowd.

This man is tall, well-mannered, and wears a pair of exquisite gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, looking quite elegant.

He walked calmly in front of everyone with a calm face.

"My friend, please calm down. We are really just here to participate in the Golden City gambling." The man said, looking at the other party sincerely. However, as he spoke, a hint of cunning flashed in his seemingly sincere eyes.

At this moment, Tisza, who was holding an axe, couldn't help but frowned slightly after hearing the man's words. His sharp eyes were like two cold rays of light, fixed tightly on the man with gold-rimmed glasses in front of him.

"Join the gambling?" Tisha uttered these words softly, his voice so cold that it seemed to freeze people instantly.

"Yes, that's why we came here..." The man with glasses replied hastily, trying to further explain to Tisha the purpose of their trip. However, he was interrupted by Tisha's sudden action just when he was halfway through his words.

Tisza suddenly pulled the axe in his hand out of the ground. With a cloud of dust, the axe drew a sharp arc in the air and was raised high above his head.

The extremely sharp axe blade flashed a chilling light as it chopped down fiercely at the man with gold-rimmed glasses!

In an instant, a terrifying pressure like a mountain crushing an egg suddenly came over him, making the man in the gold-rimmed glasses feel unprecedented pressure.

In an instant, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, which slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

At the same time, his body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, and his originally calm face turned as pale as paper.

"What are you doing!" the man with gold-rimmed glasses shouted in horror.

Faced with this sudden and fatal attack, he had no time to react. He could only raise his hands high as quickly as possible, mobilize all his strength, and use the armed color domineering to cover his arms.