Pirates: Rush to the Peak

"No, no!" Festa's face was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead. He waved his hands hurriedly to explain. He was so excited that he started coughing violently before he finished speaking. Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth, splashing onto the ground, forming a shocking pool of blood.

Seeing this, Xiliu narrowed his eyes and carefully observed Festa's expression and reaction. He found that although Festa was weak, his eyes were firm and he did not seem to be lying.

So, Xiliu relaxed his vigilance a little and said in a deep voice: "The Eternal Pointer has always been in your hand? The one that Captain Blood Blade destroyed was a fake one?"

Festa nodded with difficulty and said breathlessly: "Yes... that was just a bait. The real Eternal Pointer is with me..."

Xiliu was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Take it out, and I can let you go."

Upon hearing this, Fiesta showed a trace of despair on his face. He smiled bitterly and said, "Xilu, we are all on the sea, you should know the importance of this thing. If I give it to you, I will definitely die..."

Xiliu remained unmoved and looked at him coldly.

Festa raised his head and said, "Take me to see Captain Bloody Blade. He's the only one I trust now."

Xiliu did not hesitate and said directly: "Humph, my captain's attitude towards this thing, you may not survive if you go..."

"Then I want to see him too!" Festa suddenly raised his voice and said with all his strength, as if this was his last glimmer of hope.

Xiliu looked at Festa and thought to himself. After a while, he finally made up his mind and said, "Okay, I promise you. But you'd better not play any tricks, otherwise I will not show mercy."

Festa was relieved, he smiled weakly, and then closed his eyes, as if he had exhausted all the strength in his body. However, from the slight rise and fall of his chest, it can be seen that this guy is not dead yet.

Xiliu snorted coldly and slowly pulled out the Thunderstorm in his hand. The knife was flashing with cold light, and there was still blood of Fiesta on the blade.

Xiliu casually shook off the blood beads on it, then put the Thunderstorm into the scabbard with a crisp "click" sound.

Festa secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that they finally survived this life-and-death crisis.

After dealing with these three tough opponents, Ryan and Shiryu took out their Den Den Mushi at the same time, ready to report the situation to Kuro. However, the Den Den Mushi rang for a long time, but no one answered.

"That's really weird..." Ryan muttered in confusion.

"Don't worry about it. Let's take these three guys over to take a look first." Xiliu suggested.

"Okay." Ryan agreed.

So, they threw the three defeated guys onto the auspicious cloud like garbage, and then they rode on the auspicious cloud together and rushed towards the direction of the former site of Wano Country.

At this moment, on the mast of Pluto, the golden lion suddenly seemed to have realized something, stretched lazily, and then slowly stood up.

"Really, you made me wait so long..." He muttered, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Before he finished speaking, several naval ships appeared quietly like ghosts on the distant sea surface.

In another direction, a huge warship flying the flag of the revolutionary army slowly came into people's sight.

The Golden Lion stood on a high place, gazing into the distance, muttering to himself, "Everyone is here now. It depends on how Kuro performs next." His voice was low and magnetic, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was talking to an invisible person.

At the same time, on a warship in the distance, Zhan Guo was holding a telescope, carefully observing the Golden Lion's every move.

His brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes were sharp, as if he could see through the Golden Lion's mind through a telescope.

After a while, Zhan Guo slowly put down the telescope and said thoughtfully: "The Golden Lion is here, and the Blood Blade must be here too."