Pirate: Invincible from the start

"Old man!"

"Why don't you come down and talk?"

Kuta retracted his gaze, raised his head, and looked at a cloud in the sky that looked like a chicken leg, and shouted softly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of an old man in armor, a black cloak, and a long white beard behind the chicken leg cloud in the sky.

The old man held a huge spear in his hand, and his feet were on the back of a pink-skinned, black-spotted bird.

The old man looked in the direction of the firelight below, and his eyes were full of thoughts.

The strongest warrior of the Sandia generation, War Ghost Webber, died

so easily.

Ever since his throne was snatched away by Anilu four years ago, he has been hiding on a small island cloud outside the sky, doing the work of a professional mercenary.

It is to help the people who come up from Qinghai, to help them stop the attacks of the Sandians or the empty fish.

He has also fought against Webb many times in recent years, although Webb will be repelled by him every time, but this does not mean that Webb is weak.

On the contrary, this guy, as a descendant of the great warrior "Calgara", described by his people as a terrifying person like a ghost, is actually a very powerful guy.

However, it was such a powerful guy, when facing the ship below, he was killed with a single shot when he made the first move.

I didn't even hide...

Nope....

It should be that he can't hide at all, so he dies.

"Hehe!!"

"Old man, do you want me to invite you down?"

At this moment, the old man's ears sounded Kuta's chuckle again.

It was this chuckle that interrupted the old man's thoughts, he withdrew his gaze, his face was solemn, hesitated for a moment, and then lowered his head to the bird below him and said, "Pierre, since they have discovered us, let's go down and see you!"

"Pierre~"

Pierre shouted, flapped his wings, and swooped down.

Breaking through the clouds, the wind struck, and the wind kept whining in my ears.

And the old man on Pierre's back, as if his feet had taken root, stood firmly on Pierre's back.

Without the clouds, his gaze fell on the Liberty for the first time.

His gaze first glanced at Arlo, who was collecting his gun in the middle of the deck, and then quickly looked away.

"That one is the gunman who killed Webb!" even

he felt a mortal threat in the other party.

He then looked at the bow of the ship.

"Hmm!"

his eyes froze.

"Another one!" a

little blue-haired girl, even more dangerous than the gunman had given him, was lying on the chaise longue at the bow of the boat, sucking juice and reading the newspaper.

On a knife stand next to her recliner, two long knives, one black and one white, were placed.

The black-haired woman on the chaise longue on the other side of the blue-haired little girl didn't give him any sense of danger.

But on the guardrail in front of the girls, the one who sat down, the handsome man with the fishing rod, gave him a strange feeling.

There was no momentum on the man's body, and he didn't feel any danger in the man's body except for his outstanding appearance.

But it was this man who was not in any danger that made the old man's already solemn expression even more nervous.

Such a man, he had seen in his life.

And only once.

Although the handsome man below feels completely different from the man he once had, the special temperament that can't sense the momentum at all and is very attractive is actually the same.

And the man he used to be was the most powerful person he had ever met in his life.

Including the current god Anilu.

The strongest in every sense of the word.

So the handsome man below, as long as he is not an ordinary person, should also be a powerful figure who is unpredictable.

And how can a man with this temperament be an ordinary person?

For such a strong man, he does not dare to have the slightest neglect.

Because such a strong man already has the ability to destroy the entire Angel Island.

Even Anilu was useless to stop it.

Even if Anilu ate the thunder fruit, which is known as the power of the gods, it would be useless.

So when he landed on the Liberty, he did not dare to step on the guardrail as he did on the Merry, but landed on the deck of the bow of the Liberty.

"Pi~"

Pierre folded his wings, shouted, and stood proudly beside the old man.

The old man stood straight on the deck, the huge gun in his hand, the tip of the gun was on the deck, his hands were on the top of the gun, he looked at Kutai and said in a serious tone: "I don't know what this gentleman asked me to come down for

?" "Don't you introduce yourself first?"

Kutai said without replying, and then holding the fishing rod in his right hand and pulling it upward.

Suddenly, the sea of clouds in front of the left side of the Liberty was like some behemoth about to rush out, the sea surface bulged upward, and then a huge empty fish with a flat body was pulled up by the empty sky.

"It's a dustpan fish again!" Hearing

the movement, Ah Hua, who was sitting cross-legged on the middle deck and wiping a kitchen knife, suddenly stood up, rushed to the bow of the boat, and stood beside Kuta.

He looked at the flat empty fish on the empty fish ditch, and his face was disappointed.

This kind of fish with a flat body, they are almost tired of eating these days, because of the lot of fishing, they also gave this fish a name, that is, "dustpan fish".

Just like Kuta thought at the beginning, no matter how delicious the fish is, you will always get tired of eating it every day.

No, it's only been more than 3 days.

Ah Hua dislikes this kind of empty fish that they just met, and their eyes will light up.

"Don't you want to eat it?"

"It's not, it's just a little tired of eating and I want to change the taste."

"Haha!!!You guy!" Sota

pulled the empty fish closer, and the rod quickly thrust towards the empty fish, and the rod seemed to be a sword in his hand instead of a fishing rod.

Whoosh——!

a silver-gray sword qi shot quickly towards the empty fish from the tip of the fishing rod.

No matter how much the air fish struggles, it will not help.

The sword qi easily shot through the empty fish and disappeared into the sea of clouds behind the empty fish.

And the struggling body of the empty fish suddenly froze in place, and then it was like a balloon that was punctured, quickly shriveled, don't look at the big guy, the last one left, only about 2 or 30 catties left.

Kuta pulls the fish up, removes the hook, and throws both the fish and the rod to Ah Hua.

"Don't you see any guests? "

Oh..."

Ah Hua took the fish and the rod, turned around, his gaze lingered on the old man's body for a moment, and then quickly walked off the bow of the boat, towards the kitchen behind.

When Ah Hua appeared, the old man didn't have a chance to speak, and only after Ah Hua left, did he look up at Kong Tai and said calmly.

"It's really rude to ask people questions as soon as they come up. As

he spoke, he let go of his hands and raised the gun, instead holding the gun with his right hand, and then took a step forward, put his left hand on his lower abdomen, and bent slightly towards Kongtai.

"You can call the old man 'Gan Fore', I am a sky knight and a professional mercenary, I don't know what to call him?