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Meanwhile, Nami's side.

"It's time to do it, break it. "

Nami's face was gloomy, and a small whirlwind was wrapped around her body, gently dragging her body up.

Towards the dragon's residence, slowly levitating.

This is an advanced technique for using the Wind Fruit.

For those with clumsy qualifications, they may not be able to master it in three or five years.

But in the hands of Nami, who is proficient in turbulence and talented.

Just an hour, it's like an arm's finger.

"Nami, you're still in confinement, go back to your room!"

However.

After passing through a corner, you will enter the Fish-Man's villa complex.

A group of crew members of the Evil Dragon Pirates who practiced karate looked at Nami and shouted angrily.

In their eyes.

Nami is just a machine worth utilizing, with lowly human blood in her body that can be trampled on at will.

But this time, they were wrong.

"Die. "

Nami's eyes flashed, and her lips moved slightly.

A terrifying air pressure suddenly burst out of the body of the fish-man crew.

Boom!

Blood splattered, flesh and bones cracked.

Nami's face was cold, and she looked at it all indifferently.

Is it cruel?

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, he crushed more than a dozen lives to slag with an expressionless face, and he was a cruel executioner.

But for Nami.

They're all damned.

This dregs-like death is the only destination for the fish-people.

Stomp, trample.

The breeze was blowing, and Nami was moving faster and faster.

Walking through a fish-man karate training ground, rivers of blood flowed and corpses littered the field.

Passing through the harbor of the Dragon Pirates, the giant ship sank, the helmsman died, and the sea was stained with blood.

Kill, kill, kill!

Nami lost count of how many people she had killed.

But above the sky, a huge ball of blood-colored flesh was condensed.

In the ball of meat, you can vaguely see countless frightened faces.

If someone looks closely, they will be scared into a cold sweat.

That blood-colored ball of flesh is all the heads of the fish-man crew!

Every time Nami kills a fish-man, she uses air currents to cut off its head.

Suspended in the air.

She's going to show the dragon.

What he values is the fish-man crew of his family.

In her hands, she is as humble as a scum ant.

All these years, you owe me a debt.

I, Nami, will be returned a thousand times more, one by one.

Boom!

I don't know how long it took.

The blood-colored ball of flesh behind Nami was about twenty meters large.

Countless skulls can smell blood within a range of tens of meters around.

"Hmm, such a strong smell of blood, could it be that Hachi led the team to hunt?"

The fish-man dragon frowned slightly, confused.

As a shark-man, his sense of smell is sensitive.

He could clearly smell the bloody smell, with a fishy smell.

It stands to reason that Hachi's point is not yet the time to go out to sea to fish.

Could it be that ...

At the bottom of the evil dragon's heart, a bad premonition suddenly rose.

"Dragon, get out of here and die!".

Just when the dragon was upset.

An ethereal voice, wrapped in billowing air, poured into his ears.

The dragon's pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's Nami, how dare she talk to me like that?!".

The intense anger made the dragon's eyes instantly covered with a layer of blood.

It's just a human being.

A scum that can be trampled to death with one kick.

Dare to be so presumptuous to his supreme fishman, Lord Evil Dragon?

"Well, this time I'm going to break her legs, leaving only her chart-drawing arm and imprisoning her forever. "

The dragon moved the real fire, and when he stepped out, the door shattered.

However, when he saw the scene outside.

The monstrous anger instantly turned into the deepest fear in his bones.

"It's... It's ..."

The voice of the evil dragon trembled a little.

Before his eyes.

Nami, who was originally thin and thin, was like a dignified Valkyrie, suspended in the air, her eyes white, and the breath of the rolling wind entwined.

But that's not the point!

Behind her, a huge ball of flesh emerged.

Bloody, evil, terrifying.

Dragons don't admit mistakes.

"Croopy, Hachi, tweet... My cadres, my fish-man crew, my compatriots ..."

The dragon's teeth quivered, and from between its throats, a muffled sound sounded.

"You killed them all?!! Nami !!

".

Angry?

Extreme rage, almost engulfed the dragon.

He couldn't wait to rush to fill it in right now and shatter the lowly Nami into pieces.

But it can't be done.

The dragon looked at Nami in the sky, staring into her eyes.

The legs should have been strong and powerful, but for some reason, the assassin kept shaking.

It's that look.

In the depths of memory, the man's eyes.

The dragon's heart was beating wildly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He will never forget the man back then.

That naval uncle who was so terrible and kicked a fishman to death.

Nami's eyes now, and that Navy Uncle.

Exactly the same!

Cold, deep, contemptuous.

Like a judgment of the gods, a low and merciless voice came out of his lips.

"Today is your time of death. "