I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

This kind of fist-to-flesh collision made "The Crow" Karas and Barack both look a little embarrassed.

For the strong men who appeared one after another in Frevans, and the two seem to be related, Barak was suddenly vigilant, and kept trying to test the identity of Karas through various words.

It's just that Callas has a fierce and brave appearance, but he is actually a man of few words and a very low voice. For this reason, he specially put a beak-like amplifier on his mouth.

For Barak's successive temptations, Karas didn't mean to answer at all, just kept making shots in silence, tightly wrestling with Barak.

"boom!"

Once again, Barack's domineering fist covered with a rich armed color clashed with Karas' claw-like fingers.

"Zizizi!"

There was a sound that made people's teeth sour, and fists and claws came together in a deadlock.

At the same time, the sky-filled crows that were released from behind Karas suddenly plummeted, rushing towards Barak like a bullet.

Danger!

Barak's knowledgeable domineering ability clearly sensed the threat to him from the harmless-looking crows that filled the sky.

Armed color domineering? !

Barak's eyes shrank, but he could tell that the beaks of those dark crows were covered with armed domineering? !

What kind of weird fruit is this?

Barak kicked towards Karas suddenly, and with the force of this counter-push, he forcibly broke free from Karas' claws that held his fist.

"Navy Six Styles, Liufeng Paper Painting"

In an instant, Barak's body almost turned into a piece of thin paper fluttering in the wind, and he flitted away from the crows that were rushing all over the sky.

However, amidst the shady scene created by the crows, Barak inadvertently raised his eyes, but he seemed to see a knife in it.

"Break it, the mirror-flower and the moon-like water."

A whisper came into Barack's ears.

Immediately, in the blink of an eye, Barak found that the knife had disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.

Moreover, just now Barack's domineering and informative "intuitive sense of danger" also did not produce the slightest reaction.

Immediately afterwards, Barak's figure floated back a few meters again, and he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger coming from behind him.

The man who looked like a crow had circled behind him at some point, and his sharp claws were heading straight for his heart.

"boom!"

Claws and elbows collided fiercely, a huge air wave suddenly exploded, and the battle entered a further intense stage.

However, the real Karas was a little dazed. Watching Ian walking away from behind Barak like a stroll in the courtyard, Barak still fought wits and courage with the air like a madman.

Walking to Karas's side, Ian asked Karas.

"The situation was urgent just now, and I didn't have time to say hello. You should be the comrade sent by Drago to help me?"

Karas nodded, and a sound came from the loudspeaker in his mouth. "Yes, Lord Ian, my name is Karas."

Ian patted Callas on the shoulder and said. "Thank you for your support, now we can retreat."

Callas looked in the direction of Barack with some worry upon hearing this.

"Don't worry, he won't hinder the plan." Yan said with a smile.

"Yeah." Karas nodded, and then the black coat on his body turned into a crow, carrying Karas on his back to keep up with Ian's speed.

While Yann rushed back towards the square, he said after his domineering arrogance dissipated.

"Karas, most of the citizens of Frevans have begun to take refuge, but it is inevitable that some citizens will still hide in houses for various reasons.

You try to rescue and rescue scattered citizens as much as possible. "

Callas nodded, and went straight to the rest of the direction, as if turning into crows and sinking into the house to search for the traces of the rest of the Frevans citizens.

Ion stared at the direction Karas was leaving, and murmured. "It's really an interesting devil fruit. When you are free, you can ask what the specific fruit ability is."

Soon, by the time Ian returned to the square, the citizens of Frevans in the entire square had already embarked on the road of refuge to the north.

Instead, some members of the Revolutionary Army are trying to decorate and disguise the "crime scene".

Fortunately, there are not many death row inmates in neighboring countries, and during this period of time, there are not a few nationals who have died of "Perb lead disease" in Frevans, so they can barely disguise themselves.

At this time, most of the Frevans nationals have already carried out a large retreat and are passing the border in an orderly manner.

As for Frevans, soldiers from neighboring countries are carrying out the final clearance house by house to ensure that no Frevans nationals survive.

And Yan, who was extremely short of manpower, could only hand over the task of rescuing these scattered Frevans citizens to Karas.

After all, the gap between the number of members of the Revolutionary Army and the citizens of Frevans is terribly large, and it is completely impossible to realize the possibility of rescue one by one.

Minimizing the death toll as much as possible is already the limit of the capabilities of the Revolutionary Army today.

"Speaking of which, Trafalgar Law, the only survivor in Frevans in the original trajectory, should already be in the team evacuating to the border, right?"

Yan murmured, but it was impossible to deliberately look for the existence of Trafalgar Law among the huge number of citizens.

Immediately, Yann thought about it several times, and after confirming that there were no other serious loopholes in the plan, he also rushed towards the border to ensure the migration of a large number of Frevans citizens.

For the citizens of Frevans, this migration path is destined to be difficult.

There are many old, weak and young children among the citizens of Frevans, and almost all of them suffer from "Perbium disease", and need to bear great pain at all times.

And after crossing the border, they still need to rush to the remote and rugged mountain areas without stopping.

Along the way, almost every few breaths, some citizens of Frevans fell to the ground unbearably.

Fortunately, there are many young and middle-aged men in this group, carrying each other's backs and supporting each other.

Although the speed of the entire team was slow, the pursuit and longing for survival were not lacking in the tired eyes of the citizens of Frevans.

The only thing that gave Ion some headaches was that despite repeated hints and persuasion by members of the Revolutionary Army, the citizens of Frevans still insisted on moving with the burden of "Ion"'s body.

say what...

"Even if you want to escape, let's escape from that dark land with the hero..."

"The hero cannot be left alone in that dark land forever..."

"The light of freedom must also be felt by heroes..."