The Most Wasteful Fruit Among Pirates

"Slime Jet!"

puff,

A ball of slime flew out, hitting a tall pirate with precision.

"Ah! What is this—"

The pirate whose head was covered by a large mass of mucus dropped his weapon in panic, trying to tear the mucus off with both hands. As a result, the hands were also glued to the head.

With the growth of strength, the strength of the slime produced by Torrebol is also constantly improving.

Even if there are hundreds of millions of pirates, it will be difficult to break free if they are wrapped in this slime!

"It's that guy," "Kill that wretched man!"

A group of pirates noticed Torrebol who was "shooting black guns" behind him, and immediately swarmed towards him.

Facing the enemies in all directions, Torrebol sneered and pressed his top hat with one hand.

"Slime Trap!"

Picking up the cane in the other hand, the surrounding ground suddenly turned into a viscous liquid: Torrebol's slime can be disguised as various normal object shapes and colors, and it will only be sticky when he needs it.

"Damn it, I can't move..."

"From above, watch out for his goo-"

"Slime Net!"

Facing these 'great wisdom' leaping from mid-air, Torrepol raised his hand and spread his five fingers.

A huge amount of slime sprayed out from his palm, and quickly spread out to form a giant web of slime spiders! And those pirates who tried to leap forward, like poor flying insects, were 'catch them all'.

"Hey hey, this battle is too easy, are you really the pirates of the new world?"

Facing Torrebol's ridicule, a group of pirates wanted to refute, but they were stuck in the sticky mucus and couldn't move. They could only lie on the ground and wait for the battle to end: or die in the aftermath of the battle.

Puff!

A flying slash across the battlefield, while tearing the slime all over the ground, it also split a few unlucky people stuck in the slime in half.

"Let me clean you up!"

A pirate captain with a mustache and a turban came galloping forward. At the same time, he kept waving the long sword in his hand, shooting out a series of flying slashes, tearing the mucus, using these places as a foothold, and heading towards Torrebol Rapidly approaching.

"Hey, I'm just a poor ability user—"

Facing the pirate captain rushing at high speed, Torrebol produced a large amount of slime in a 'panic' while backing away 'in a hurry'.

"Hmph, putting on airs."

The pirate captain who had just rushed in front of Torrebol suddenly flashed to the side, and suddenly a large amount of mucus shot up from the ground. If he had just stepped forward, he would have fallen into this trap!

brush,

The whole person quickly bypassed the slime wall in front of him, and what caught the eyes of the pirate captain was the shocked Torrebol.

Take down—

The long sword in his hand thrust out suddenly with armed domineering aura! No matter what ability user the opponent is, in front of his arrogance, he can only be pierced by a sword.

Puff,

Sure enough, the long sword easily sank into the chest of this wretched man.

However, the face of this mustache pirate ship changed!

It doesn't feel right!

No matter how you say it, he is also a master of killing people like hemp, and he has worked hard to create a 'dominant' master in the new world. The touch of the long sword piercing through the flesh and blood can't go wrong even if you close your eyes—

Can't pull it out?

The mustache captain immediately wanted to draw his sword and retreat, but the long sword was firmly stuck in the opponent's chest!

This moment of hesitation was doomed to his defeat.

brush,

A soft, long arm suddenly appeared from the slime wall next to it.

Snapped,

This mucus-covered arm suddenly strangled the mustache captain's neck, and then a figure slowly emerged from the mucus.

"Hey hey hey, don't underestimate people." "I'm Torre Pole of the Don Quixote family, remember this name—"

While the mucus on Torre's body kept slipping, a large amount of mucus rushed up quickly, wrapping the pirate captain tightly.

"Give it to you,"

With a wave of his hand, he threw the pirate captain with a bounty of hundreds of millions to the naval soldier next to him. Under the admired eyes of the other party, Torrepol pressed the top hat on his head.

"You can't lose the name of the Don Quixote family."

Boom,

The cane in his hand fell heavily into the ruins under his feet:

"Slime Giant!"

boom boom boom~~

While the ground was trembling, something below was constantly protruding. After forming a 'small hill', the ground cracked, and the mucus under his feet incorporated Torrebol into it.

Boom!

An 'arm' wrapped in a large number of ruins, earth and stone supported on the battlefield.

As the ground continued to surge, a 'human figure' stood up:

It is tens of meters tall, taller than ordinary giants. The whole body is composed of countless earth, rocks, and building ruins, and the hands, feet, and 'head' can barely be seen, just like children's inferior clay sculptures.

Although the shape looks very 'earth' and funny, but when the giant raised its house-sized fist and landed on the pirate side, the howling wind brought it made the pirates unable to laugh at all.

boom!

The fist fell, and the entire battlefield trembled suddenly.

And the pirate's attack fell on the giant, just scraping off a layer of ruins.

Even if a master could split this 'earth giant' with a flying slash, he would find that it was full of powerful slime. He only needed to grab a handful of ruins on the ground to form a giant again and continue fighting.

This move was inspired by the two 'combined' battles because Pika didn't have enough rocks.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Marshal Sora standing on top of the Navy Headquarters nodded secretly. This cadre is not bad, so what about the brothers of the Don Quixote family who forcibly took away the title of "Shichibukai" from the world government—

? !

On the large battlefield to the left of the central part of the navy, naval soldiers, lieutenants, and school officers all stopped.

As a black ray of light scraped across, pieces of pirates who were shouting to kill and wielding their weapons suddenly 'split' themselves out of thin air. It was as if they had hit an invisible sharp blade, and it was as if they were 'composed' of pieces of flesh and blood.

Many pirates only leaped into mid-air in one second, raised their weapons high, and disintegrated in the air in the next second. While blood splashed all over the place, many navies who were not strong enough were puzzled.

What? !

And those school officers who barely reacted after Rossi flew past, their backs were instantly drenched in cold sweat.

Even if he knew that the other party was the "Qiwuhai" who cooperated with the navy, but after all, he was not one of his own. Anyone would feel scared when a knife that could kill him was cut across his neck at any time.

"This 'Qiwuhai'..."

"So fast, such a fast knife!"

Only the general's eyes can catch up to Rossi's shadow, but if they are to face such a high-speed opponent, they will also be seriously injured and carried away if they are not careful!

After all, the knife is one of the few weapons in this world that can deal 'true damage'.

"It's so easy,"

Rossi, who was speeding, kept speeding back and forth across the battlefield, and the three generations of ghosts in his hands casually slashed across the vital points of passing pirates, and every second, more than a dozen pirates fell under his sword.

Although Rossi can't achieve the magnificence of natural disasters like waving his hands, but his hard-working domineering, swordsmanship, and physical skills are integrated, and his killing efficiency is the highest in this kind of battlefield where people are mixed.

It can be said that as long as Rossi is given another half an hour, he can kill all these invading pirates by himself!

Of course, this speed only refers to the vast majority of miscellaneous soldiers and cadres with tens of millions of bounties...

If there are hundreds of millions of masters, then you need to do a little bit of work.

"You can't let that guy go down, stop him!"

A pirate captain in armor with a huge spear in his hand roared furiously. At the same time as he rushed over, the three-meter cavalry spear in his hand stabbed at an open space. With the howling wind, white air waves spiked in circles. exploded.

But it was immediately overwhelmed by a more violent metal crash!

Clang—

"Huh? Master."

Amidst the surprised voice, the slender Sandai Onito resisted the huge lance. Black lightning radiated from the place where the weapons of the two men collided. It was the air crack caused by the fierce impact of the armed domineering force.

"This is···"

Although the domineering aura of the armed colors was comparable, when the two weapons collided, the black and red ghost aura had already entangled with the lance.

The ghostly aura touched the palm of his hand, which immediately made the pirate captain feel icy cold, and even the armor he used to live with day and night seemed to become heavy.

"Captain Garvell, we are here to help you!"

When Rossi, who was galloping at a high speed, was stopped by a lance, several other pirate captains, who looked strong in terms of clothing, weapons, and style of painting, surrounded him, preparing to join forces to kill this difficult enemy.

"It's been a long time since I encountered such an easy combat power,"

Facing the siege of hundreds of millions of 'big pirates', Rossi, who was wearing a black feather coat, was still emotional.

In the next moment, the three-generation ghost in his hand suddenly turned into a ball of light and shadow, and then suddenly settled in his hand. At the same time, circles of black and red light spread in all directions, and did not disappear until more than ten meters away.

Puff puff,

The hundreds of millions of big pirates who surrounded them blocked their weapons in front of them almost at the same time, but bloodstains shot out vertically and horizontally from their bodies. These black and red rays of light were so sharp that even their arrogance could not resist—

? !

This idea just flashed in the minds of several pirate captains, a black figure flashed in front of them, leaving only jumping golden lightning in place, and the 'Qiwuhai' had disappeared.

Oops-

Several pirate captains almost instinctively let go of their 'knowledge-colored arrogance', but they couldn't sense the boy in the black feather coat at all. Flowing water and clouds combined with the compact siege stopped for a while, abruptly stagnating and out of touch.

And this kind of huge flaw is a fatal mistake in battle!

"Such a hard bone,"

With a slight sound of rubbing, the third-generation ghost got stuck in the neck of a pirate captain. His messy hair had been cut off, his eyes were wide open, and his neck was quickly covered with carapace, and his head and chest were connected together.

"Some kind of insect devil fruit?"

"Do not-"

Rossi's calm voice came from behind the pirate captain, just as the opponent's roar came out of his throat, and huge spikes formed on his elbows, ready to counterattack.

"Ghost Slash · Split Fly."

The three generations of ghosts made all mistakes, just like Paoding Jieniu, perfectly cutting in through the gaps in the opponent's carapace. The domineering and solid carapace did not play any role, and was separated by the attack that bypassed it.

As the three generations of ghosts drew an oval around the pirate captain silently, the roar of the carapace captain stopped abruptly, and his body maintained a posture about to fight back, but it had already scattered.

The solid carapace still protects his flesh and blood, but the head and limbs that have been severed from the joints are no longer able to continue fighting.

Spike!

hiss-

The few remaining pirates with a bounty of hundreds of millions gasped, and the numbness of horror rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

This guy's speed is astonishingly fast, his swordsmanship is at its peak, and what's even more frightening is that he is standing in front of them, yet he still can't perceive the existence of the other party.

How can I fight this? !

And for Rossi, the long-lost "cooking game" is in front of him.

Since stepping into the great route, the Don Quixote family has almost always faced powerful enemies, either at an absolute disadvantage or barely evenly matched. It's been tough each time, and now:

"It's so easy,"

Rossi shook the three-generation ghost in his hand, and the blood drew a semicircle on the ground.

"Let's end this farce quickly."