Pirate's unrestricted transformation

When the ice crystal dust and fog dissipated, everyone was filled with people lying on their backs.

Except for a few people, most people fell down on the ice. Some unlucky ones fell directly into the cracks in the cracked ice and fell into the cold and biting sea water without making any sound.

"You are truly worthy of being a cadre of the revolutionary army. Such strength cannot be underestimated."

The fighting dog lieutenant general waved the long sword in his hand, stood ready, and said in a cold voice.

"Haha! Vice admirals are so scary. They are indeed monsters."

Ivankov put on a defensive posture and said warily.

"It seems that if I don't defeat you today, I won't be able to leave peacefully, Navy."

Hearing these words, Pitbull Dogman snorted coldly.

"If you want to slip away from my nose, get rid of me first!"

"what!"

As soon as the words fell, Dogman and Ivankov disappeared from the same place at the same time, and then they collided with each other in a second. In an instant, swords and fists flew all over the sky, and the sword energy struck by the two waved their hands, and the shock wave was as devastating as death. Destroying everything around you!

boom! boom! ! boom! ! !

The hard ice layer was not much stronger than the tofu in the clear water at the moment. Pieces of it shattered and fell off, gradually revealing the land and sea wrapped in ice below.

The abnormal changes in the ice immediately attracted the attention of Lieutenant General Stockaberg on the warship parked a little further away.

At this moment, Stockabelli was fiddling with his sword. The violent vibrations caused the warships on the sea to sway from side to side. He stood up from his chair and said with a shocked face: "Not good. There’s a situation!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure had disappeared from the spot, stepping on the air and heading towards the Impel Center.

Not long after, Stockabelli saw the two men fighting.

"Revolutionary Army—Ambrio Ivankov?!"

As the backbone of the Navy, people who can have a huge impact on the world will be impressed.

Stokaberg recognized Ivankov’s identity at a glance.

A long beard is rolled up, and two swords are suddenly in hand...

"shave!"

Jumping higher, taking advantage of the momentum of his fall, Stockabelli crossed his swords and slashed out.

"Double Sword Style: Straight Bird Flying Strike!"

At this moment, right in front of Ivankov, Dogman suddenly slashed out several sword energy to tear through the air and flew out.

In an instant, they had rushed in front of Ivankov, densely packed like stars falling to the ground.

Sword energy overflowed in all directions, blocking every space that Ivankov could avoid.

"Ahhhhhh, what a terrifying sword energy, I'm going to die, I'm going to die... I'm going to die... That's impossible! Because..."

"Female hormones!"

Ivankov's fingers stretched out and plunged into his own cheek like an injection syringe.

Then, in Dougman's shocked eyes, Ivankov's whole body underwent strange changes.

The buttocks are raised up, the mountains on the chest are bulging, the thick waist is slender and tall, and the figure becomes slender and perfect, which is eye-catching.

In particular, the face shrunk many times and became softer and more charming.

Now she is a perfect beauty with a devilish figure.

This change immediately stunned Dougman.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he transformed into a lithe woman with a flexible body. Ivankov swayed from side to side at the critical moment. He was dangerously close, but he managed to avoid the attack of the sword energy just right!

"Can't hit, can't hit..."

Ivankov pranced and moved like a ballet, very proud of himself.

"Lord Ivankov! Be careful!"

At this time, a shemale who had just woken up noticed something, suddenly his expression changed, he pointed behind Ivankov and shouted.

After Ivankov heard the man's reminder, he was startled. Just as he was about to turn around, he felt the sword energy close at hand!

"Damn it! I'm so proud! Is there such a fluctuation in sword energy as a lieutenant general?! You're so careless!"

Just when Ivankov was feeling annoyed and unable to dodge, a black shadow appeared out of nowhere, aiming directly at Stokaberi's slash.

"Oh!"

White air waves spread out in all directions, causing the air to ripple like waves. Because Ivankov was so close, he was blown away by the strong wind.

He hit his head on a raised piece of solid ice, and a big bump appeared on his forehead, which was a bit funny considering his pretty face.

After getting up, Ivankov immediately looked behind him.

"Phew, the time was just right, I almost made the move too late."

A man wearing a black coat and a mask with a sharp beak suddenly appeared.

"Ah, it hurts..."

Although he cried out in pain, Ivankov breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of relief on his face.

"We are finally here. Fighting with two lieutenant generals is really tiring."

The man turned to look at Ivankov and said with a smile: "Having lived a peaceful life in Impel for many years, have you lost your due vigilance, Ivankov. You are really embarrassed."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. By the way, did Dorag ask you to convey something?"

Ivankov suddenly said shyly. That look was as delicate as a little girl asking her sweetheart.

"No, not at all!"

The man waved his hand in front of his face to express his denial.

Hearing this, Ivankov's face fell, and he opened his mouth, "Ka, ka... what a ruthless and indifferent man! But you are the best, little crow. You know how to pick me up in person."

Ivankov suddenly regained his strength and looked at the crow expectantly.

As Ivankov saw, cold sweat broke out on Crow's forehead.

"No, I just lost a bet with those guys and was forced to come here."

"What!!! You guys..."

Ivankov's eyes widened, he jumped on his feet and shouted at the crow, chirping.

While Ivankov was laughing and yelling at the mysterious man named Crow, Dougman and Stockabelli's expressions were extremely ugly.

"what!"

Stockabelli's face darkened. He didn't believe that someone had blocked his fatal blow.

Dogman, on the other hand, was angry that Ivankov and the two ignored their behavior.

"Damn it! How dare you ignore us!"

With that said, he would rush forward with his sword and teach them a lesson.

But as soon as he started to move, he was stopped by Stockaberry on the side.

"What are you doing?! Stockaberry! Why are you stopping me?"

Dogman asked angrily.

At this time, Stockaberry seemed to recognize the identity of the man who appeared mysteriously, with a look of disbelief on his face.

After hearing Dogman's question, he opened his squinted eyes slightly and replied in a deep voice: "Don't be impulsive, Dogman. Look carefully at that man, he is not a simple person, don't act rashly! "

Dougman was a little surprised, but as a friend for many years, he was still willing to believe Stockabelli and take a closer look.

The more he looked, the more familiar the man who suddenly appeared appeared. Suddenly his eyes widened, and a touch of shock appeared.

"Why is he here! This is going to be troublesome!"

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