Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

The world entered a brief dead silence.

Dazzling white light occupied everything in an instant, and then overwhelming shock waves spread out from the center of the explosion in all directions.

Countless trees were uprooted under the impact of this mighty blast, and the huge Great Fireball covering the sky and the sun exuded astonishingly high temperatures, forming a terrifying red flame tornado under the freezing temperature, enveloping the entire city. All gravel, trees, snow, etc. were all burned.

A full second later, the roar that almost shattered the eardrums came from afar.

All the Marines on the coastline searched for cover almost without hesitation, fell to the ground, looked at the huge fireball with unprecedented fear in their eyes, and their faces were pale.

The North Blue fleet in the sky shook violently and bumped under the impact of the air waves, and even the surface and deck of the hull were torn to the point that tiny cracks appeared.

Kake, Gion and the others clung to the railings and other fixed objects, their faces full of shock.

Sengoku crossed his arms to block the scorching wind, his expression froze in astonishment.

He finally understood.

Why did that brat Darren dare to put such a huge cannon in the hands of Byrnndi Valdo.

rumbling...

At this moment, the entire island shook violently as if a magnitude ten earthquake had occurred.

The waves as high as tens of meters roared on the sea like a dragon.

"So...is this part of your plan too?"

The tall figure of Polusalino stood in front of Darren, raised his hands parallel to the ground, and assumed a defensive posture. Through the release of Armament Haki, he helped Darren resist the aftermath of the explosion that was constantly crushing.

Darren's blood-stained black hair was blown into a mess, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had dried.

He licked his chapped lips, grinned and said:

"He wants a heavy gun, and I'll give him a heavy gun."

Darren paused as he spoke, the smile on his mouth turning into a sly fox.

"Of course, the gifts I gave him are not just these."

"Oh?" Polusalino was taken aback for a moment, and then a strange smile appeared on that funny face.

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The wind annihilated, the flames disappeared.

Billowing black smoke lingered in the sky, as if tearing the falling snow from the sky.

Everyone suppressed all the emotions about the aftermath of the disaster and looked towards the center of the explosion.

The land of the deserted island has completely changed its appearance.

Desolate, charred, Madara crumbling, full of potholes, the land is burning with embers of flames.

All the snow, boulders, jungles and vegetation within a radius of one thousand meters were destroyed by the big explosion and were completely burned to powder.

At the center of the explosion, the exaggeratedly shaped heavy gun was emitting thick gunpowder smoke. The twisted barrel was blasted into a huge hole, and the molten metal turned into black-red molten iron flowing on the ground.

All the Marines gasped and looked horrified.

Because they saw a person.

Byrnndi Waldo, no, that was not so much a person as it was a bloody figure.

Molten flesh dripped down like liquid, and blackened and rotten wounds covered almost every inch of his skin.

The injuries on his neck and chest were the most terrifying. Under the burned and festered flesh, the lines of muscles were clearly visible, and the exposed throat and trachea were squirming slightly under the white fascia.

The position of the chest cavity, the skin on the chest is no longer intact, and the surface layer of flesh and blood is missing. You can see the beating of the heart and lungs through the dense and distinct rib gaps.

Such horrific and bloody scenes make people’s scalp numb.

"Damn...damn..."

Byrnndi Waldo raised his head with difficulty, blood dripping from his body uncontrollably.

His horned helmet was gone, revealing a bloody, skeletal face with mucous-covered eyeballs protruding from their sockets in the absence of eyelids.

The pair of exposed eyeballs turned around, and finally stared at Darren, with dense bloodshot eyes filling the air.

"You...have already...planned...all of this..."

Darren stood up tremblingly from the rock wall, panting and laughing:

"Well, it's just that I didn't expect that you could survive such a big explosion."

Byrnndi Waldo's eyes were tearing apart, he gritted his teeth, and the blood-stained gums were exposed under the festered cheeks.

"impossible!!"

"How could I... fall into the hands of you, a North Blue brat!!!"

His eyes shot out an astonishingly murderous intent, and he took a step forward.

Even if he was about to die, he would drag this brat on his back! !

Seeing his movement, Sengoku and Polusalino, who finally arrived, tensed up at the same time.

But in the next second, Byrnndi Waldo staggered two steps, knelt down on one knee with a plop, and spat out a mouthful of stuffy blood.

"This...my body...how could..."

He panted frantically, his rotten hands tightly covering his mouth, blood oozed from between his fingers, and his face was full of disbelief.

An unprecedented sense of weakness gripped his body, making him weak all over.

"Sea...seastone..."

"when……"

Byrnndi Waldo stared at the wounds on his thighs, abdomen, and arms, and clearly saw that deep in the exposed flesh and blood, there were actually black gravel inlaid! !

"It's a cannonball."

Darren's breathing gradually became steady, he raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and said lightly:

"I filled the shells of that giant cannon with a certain amount of seastone."

"Originally I wanted to fill more, but I searched all over North Blue and found this little bit."

As soon as this remark came out, not only Byrnndi Waldo, but even Sengoku at the side suddenly turned their heads and stared at him in astonishment.

Polusalino looked at Darren with a smile,

"It's really insidious..."

"Each to each other, Polusalino Rear Admiral."

Sengoku suddenly reacted and cursed angrily:

"You brat, what are you thinking!? What if this shell hits the old man's warship!?"

That is a super-large shell filled with seastone! !

If he gets hit, even with Haki's defense, he probably will end up no better than Byrnndi Waldo!

"Then I can only pray for you, after all, there are always mistakes in planning."

Darren's overly calm tone made Sengoku almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

The bastard, the crazy brat! ! !

"I am sure Polusalino Rear Admiral will be happy to fill your Admiral's vacancy."

Darren added with a smile.

Sengoku's face darkened.

Polusalino's smile froze.

Darren shook his head with a smile, and his eyes fell on Byrnndi Waldo again.

"Then, it's time to end."

"Byrnndi Waldo...do you have any last words?"

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