Grand Line: How Are You So Proficient!

"Brother! Do you want to fight?" Noel turned his head and asked Whitebeard.

"Gu la la la... why don't you fight? They have their beliefs, we have ours! Little ones... let's fight!" Whitebeard laughed, and pointed the naginata in his hand directly Look at the opponent and cut over.

A huge slash flew directly towards the Pelt warrior.

"Ah~~~~Give me...break!" The leader of the Pilt warrior blocked Whitebeard's slash with the iron rod in his hand, and then used all his strength to deflect the slash to protect him. The tribe behind him.

It can only be seen from his trembling hands that this is almost his limit.

In this battle, the strength of the two sides was not on the same level as Lian.

Sure enough, the battle did not last too long. Under the leadership of Whitebeard and Noel, the captains quickly defeated the Pelts.

"This battle is our victory, and the treasure you guard... belongs to me! Marko, give them a 07 heal, and don't let them die!" Whitebeard walked to the leader of Pilt who fell on the ground, said softly.

Pilt's leader stared at Whitebeard, but he could not move a finger now, and could only watch as Whitebeard led the people towards their holy place.

"Hey~ What's in here? Is it worth your efforts to protect?" After Whitebeard led the people into the cave, Marco took the rest of the people to heal the injured Peart.

......" Leader Peart didn't speak, but just looked at the sky in a daze, as if his whole energy had been taken away.

"Don't worry! If it's something important, Dad won't take it away!" Marco said softly after bandaging the other party.

Hearing Marco's words, the other party seemed to have a slight reaction, turned his head in disbelief, and looked at Marco.

"Don't look at me like that! If you don't believe me, you'll find out when Dad and the others come out!" Marco smiled slightly and said, "Now, let your people cooperate with the treatment, and don't die in battle, but because Your reason missed the best treatment time!"

Hearing Marco's words, the Pilt leader's throat moved, but he didn't say anything.

"Qi~ You are really a face-saving guy.......Well...your leader has agreed, and from now on, you all have to accept our treatment!" Marco knew what was going on at a glance, so he got up Shouted to the uncooperative Pelts lying on the ground.

Sure enough, after hearing Marco's words, the Pelters who were still able to move all looked at their leader.

Seeing that the leader of the Pilts nodded with difficulty, they gave up their resistance and cooperated with their Malerko and his subordinates.

While Marco was trying his best to treat the injured Pelts, Noel had followed Whitebeard into the innermost part of the palace.

"How does Big Brother know this..." Noel looked at the words carved on the wall, sighed, and asked.

"Is this kind of thing...isn't it rare? For the so-called ancestor's agreement...to guard a place from generation to generation, their so-called responsibility...in fact, it has been completed long ago, just They don't even know it!" Whitebeard said, looking at the writing on the wall in front of him.

"Yeah! I didn't expect that here... there is actually a piece of historical text!" Looking at the boxy historical text in front of him, Noel sighed and said, "For this thing..... You know how many tragedies have happened."

"Take all the treasures, let's go!" After Whitebeard ordered, he left the palace without any regrets.

When they came out, Whitebeard went up to the leader of the Pelts and said, "Haven't you ever been in this palace?"

"Hahaha... What's the matter? Didn't you find the treasure you need? I said it... This is our holy place. There are only things guarded by our family, and there is no treasure at all!" Pierre The leader of the Te people, seeing the expressionless Whitebeard, laughed at Kaidō.

Whitebeard shook his head and said, "I have found what I want, but you may not! If you don't believe me, you can go in and see for yourself!"

After speaking, Whitebeard left straight away.

Noel, who was following Whitebeard, passed the leader of the Pilts and said softly: "Go in and see for yourself! See what you are guarding! As for the treasure inside... we will Take it!"

.” The leader of the Pelts looked at Noel with some puzzlement, but he didn’t understand what Noel meant.

Noel just smiled and gestured to him to go in and see for himself, without saying much.

The leader of the Pilts seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed, he got up and walked towards the palace in a stumbling manner.

When he entered the interior of the palace, he also saw the words carved on the wall.

"I came here to guide this article to the final place! Pirate Gore D Luo Jie!"

"So that's how it is...so that's how it is...Has our task been completed long ago? Woohoo..." The leader of the Pelt people saw the historical text and also saw Luo Jie carved words on the wall.

It turned out that Luo Jie had also arrived here before, and came to the palace secretly. At the beginning, he knew that the Pelts were the guards guarding the historical texts, so he sneaked in, in order not to have unnecessary conflicts with the other party, and to tell They 433 deliberately left words on the wall.

But he didn't expect that the Pelt people regarded this place as a holy place, and they would not come in under normal circumstances, so they didn't know until now that their mission had been completed.

This place was originally the place where the ancestors of the Pelt people promised someone to help him guard historical texts.

So starting from him, the Pilters have been guarding here since then.

After crying sadly for a while, the leader of the Pilts seemed to have thought of something, and ran out of the palace again, but outside the palace at this time, except for the injured Pilts who were rescued by Marco and others , there are no other people left.

"Where are the pirates?" The leader of the Pilts asked loudly.

"Boss, those pirates have already left. Did they take away the glory of the ancestors from the Holy Land? Don't worry, big boss. Although we are not their opponents, even if we die, we will fight to the end! ’ a Pelt man struggled to his feet and roared.

Seeing this, the rest of the Pilts slowly stood up from the ground, and looked at the big leader without saying a word.

"It's over...it's over!" The big leader couldn't stop crying when he saw the people of his tribe. .