In Pirate: Beginning, You Play As Gilgamesh!

But the fight between the two was so terrible that even the aftermath of the fight was beyond his ability to bear. If he went out rashly and got stabbed for no reason, would he still be alive?

That was why he had been squatting on the island obediently.

Now that the dust had finally settled, if he didn't run away, he would not be an albatross, but a fool. He was very excited at the bottom of his heart.

After returning, he would immediately release the news.

The title had been thought of.

"The mysterious strong man made another move! First he killed Crocodile and then defeated Hawkeye Mihawk! ! ”

"The world's number one swordsman changed hands, and the mysterious swordsman cut through the sky with one sword! ! ”

This title was published for a week, and then some conspiracy theories were added.

"Mihawk fell under the mysterious swordsman. ”

"Why did Shichibukai lose so many times! ! ”

This kind of nonsense and speculation was believed by their newspaper.

Just this piece of news was enough for them to have fun for at least a month! !

It's a great deal! It's a great deal! This trip is a big win for me!

Morgans happily imagined that his wallet would be filled with Bailey's money in the next month, and his face was full of pride.

Now he just needed to fly away safely.

Fly away?

Wait! !

Fly away! ! ! !

"Fuck!!! I can't fly!" Morgans flapped his arms complacently, and suddenly a very important question came to his mind.

I can't fly.

But he didn't have time to think about it, a golden light appeared in front of him.

Endless golden waves swept in from all directions, and a human figure continued to gather on the island.

Mo Yi slowly walked out of the golden light.

The golden armor on his body had disappeared.

At this moment, he was wearing a moon-white cloak, and countless golden threads drew beautiful patterns on the cloak.

He had a black chain-like ornament on his waist.

"I lost! You are the world's number one swordsman!" Mihawk smiled bitterly.

He had been seeking defeat all his life, but in the end he was almost killed instantly.

As aloof as he was, he also felt a bit bitter.

But Mihawk was not discouraged at all, because this battle with Mo Yi did give him a glimpse of a possibility.

A possibility of surpassing his own limits.

The originally vague road now has some clues.

"The world's number one swordsman? Is this your ambition?"

"I am really disappointed!"

Mo Yi heard Mihawk's words and smiled disdainfully.

Then he squatted beside Mihawk.

Looking at him and said.

"I thought your ambition was to become a swordsman who surpassed the world, but you are satisfied with being the so-called number one in the world!"

Mihawk suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a bit of surprise in his pale yellow eyes.

"Beyond the world!" He repeated what Mo Yi had just said.

I just felt something vaguely touched, but I couldn't tell clearly.

"Is there another swordsman in the world who can surpass the heaven and earth? Is that person you?" Mihawk forced himself to support his seriously injured body and sat up from the ground.

Morgans on the side was frightened by Mo Yi's momentum and dared not move.

His eyes were wide open.

He looked like a big goose.

"Me? I am the king, the most ancient king, not a swordsman, but in the more ancient times, there was such a swordsman who had fought with an unyielding soul and fought with real terror."

Mo Yi closed his eyes, as if recalling something.

The ancient, desolate and lonely atmosphere on him kept echoing.

"Under my command, you will see the true appearance of this world with your own eyes, and you will also see what is truly powerful."

Mihawk looked at Mo Yi's expression without any doubt. How could such an existence deceive him?

"Then I really want to see what kind of person you call a swordsman."

"You'll see." Mo Yi smiled casually.

He sighed faintly, and his eyes seemed to be on Morgans.

Morgans shuddered suddenly as if he was stared at by some terrifying wild beast.

All the feathers on his body stood up, and his legs shook uncontrollably.

"Silly goose?"

"Ah? Yes, yes, yes!! Sir, I am the silly goose, what do you want?"

Morgans nodded madly and servilely.

Compared with life.

Dignity is nothing!

Face is worth a few dollars, not even a bag, no! Not even a grain of bird food!

"You made the newspaper before."

There was a hint of murderous light in his scarlet eyes.

Morgans' teeth trembled, not knowing how to respond.

"Sir, I~!~I"

"Don't worry, this channel for spreading news is very good, I like it very much, I once thought about developing this kind of thing, but time is too tight