Pirate's Copy

"Why don't you listen!"

Shanks was anxious. It was very difficult for such a careless person to have such a serious expression.

Originally, in his mind, he wanted to save the world and had to be serious.

But now it seems that the only way to end it is to fight.

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Swordsmanship, punches and kicks...

It seems like I can’t beat him!

Shanks was forced to retreat to his ship. This was with Beckman's assistance. Otherwise, Shanks would have been kicked in the head by Morn several times.

You know, Moen's kick can kill the seriously injured Whitebeard!

Shanks doesn't want to know how much harder his head is than Whitebeard, and he's not an idiot like Kaido.

Beside him, Beckman's expression was tense. His intelligence was sweeping across the battlefield. If he relaxed even a little bit, he might be pursued by Morn while he was victorious!

The members of the Red-haired Pirates have already started fighting with the navy. As Roger's successor, Red-haired resolutely defended Roger's strategy of not having too many soldiers but relying on the best.

Even though there are twice as many members as the former Roger Pirates, their average combat power is not inferior to that of the Roger Pirates.

No one who can board the Red-haired Pirates' ship has a bounty lower than 100 million!

Therefore, with ten lieutenant generals and three generals gone, it is really difficult for the Navy Headquarters to suppress Red-haired Shanks' pirate group.

Blood once again blooms in Malinfando, and this time, most of it is the blood of the navy!

In the corner of the battlefield, a pink-haired sailor wearing a turban burst into tears. Next to him was a man with an eye patch who had been shot through the chest.

That strange chin no longer had the power to make people laugh. He was dead.

He died in the battle between a certain great pirate and a major general.

"That's enough..." The pink-haired sailor looked at the soldiers falling around him.

The fierce look on the murderer's pirate's face was matched by the blood. Before he could become rampant, a long sword penetrated his forehead.

A veteran lieutenant general pulled out his long sword without changing his expression, and then started fighting with the cadres of the red-haired pirates.

This is a microcosm of what happens everywhere on the battlefield.

"Enough...enough people have died!"

The pink-haired marine cried, his voice trembling as he fell to his knees.

"That's enough!"

The roar spread, but he didn't seem to have the courage, and the sound was only heard by a few people around him.

"Kerby, what are you doing!"

A captain vomited blood and blocked a pirate's attack. He roared at the pink-haired sailor.

In his mind, Kebi is much stronger than him. If he joins the battlefield, he can easily suppress some pirates here and reduce some pressure on the strong ones above.

But just thinking about it, Kebi over there seemed to have lost his will to fight.

The captain also knew the man lying next to Kebi. After all, he was the one who led Kebi and the others when they entered the naval training camp.

That brat who completely avoided training in the beginning, Mabel Bell.

"Why?"

Kebi looked at the soldiers falling around him in confusion, and the pirates who kept pouring out blood.

Waves of wailing, desperate sounds flooded into his ears.

He tried hard to cover his ears and even closed his eyes, but there was no way to stop the sounds from pouring into his mind.

"Why, aren't we already victorious? Why are we still fighting? Why are so many people still dying!"

In a daze, Kerby saw Belumeb.

He held two Gurkha scimitars in his hands and cleared an area very elegantly, buying Kebi time to kill a big pirate.

In a daze, Kebi saw his boss, the lieutenant, who had been supporting him.

He was attacked by a pirate and fell into a pool of blood. Belumeb roared and rushed towards the pirate.

In a daze, Kebi saw the pirate. The short gun in his hand was knocked off by Belumeb, and then he was killed by Belumeb.

In a daze, Kerby saw Belumeb.

The scattered slashes and a bullet that came from nowhere took away his best friend in the navy.

The cold corpse is the best reflection of the battlefield.

Kirby raised his head, and the battle in the distance continued.

Moen has been able to steadily suppress Beckman and Shanks who are firing on all cylinders.

If it weren't for Shanks' Overlord Color and Armed Color being too powerful, and Beckman's Wisdom Color plus the Sea Tower Stone bullet being a bit difficult to deal with, these two would have fallen to Morn's hands.

On the other side, Garp also took action. He chose the remaining pirates of the Whitebeard Pirates.

The name Iron Fist was heard again.

No one can withstand Garp's second punch!

"enough!"

Moen, who was attacking quickly, seemed to hear something wailing, but the high-speed battle could not give him time to think about it.

Kicking away the bullet fired by Beckman, Morn clasped his hands together and launched an ultimate flash towards Shanks.

Because Shanks has never been in close combat with Morn, Morn's ability to split the fruit has no effect on Shanks.

Except for things like splitting beams.

"Again!"

Shanks also felt a little dizzy when he saw the flashes of light flying through the air.

Although he has great physical strength, that's not how he plays.

Each time, a large amount of domineering force was needed to neutralize Morn's attack. He could originally fight for several days without gasping for air, but now he was already out of breath.

The black slash carrying the armed color shattered the ultimate flash again, and Morn's light speed kick came over again, but it was still blocked by Beckman's bullet.

The battle had been going on for more than ten minutes. Moen, who had already consumed a lot of energy, had no choice but to take out a small test tube containing green liquid from his arms. After swallowing all the liquid in one gulp, his physical strength recovered slightly.

This is a life medicine developed by the scientific research force, specially prepared for the navy that has learned to return life.

It contains the life essence of an ordinary sea king, which can quickly replenish energy.

"Come again!"

Moen let out a low whistle, and his whole body leaped into the sky like an eagle with spread wings, and the golden flash turned into a blazing flame.

The purple flames gradually enveloped a layer of golden light!

Blessed by dark wings!

Six times the power of a king!

Sparkling Fruit Awakening Blessing!

The ultimate Golden Crow explosion!

The flames that can melt the earth and steam the sky condense into a lifelike three-legged golden crow.

The divinity in those eyes even shattered Shanks' overlord look that filled the sky!

Shanks and Beckman looked at each other with solemn expressions.

If this move fails, then the red-haired pirates may have to be eliminated from the sea together with the whitebeard pirates!

The Golden Crow flapped its wings, flames raged, and the earth gradually became softer.

Although the sea surface that was originally frozen by Qing Pheasant was broken, there was no inversion of the sea water. However, under the blazing flames of the Golden Crow, the ice cubes gradually softened into water, and then turned into a pot of hot soup!

Everyone was suppressed by the aura brought by Morn's Golden Crow Explosive Flame, except for one man!

He stepped on the shaver among the six navy styles and came to Moen.

"Let's end it here! This battle is completely unnecessary!"

His tearful face lifted up, Moen's pupils shrank, he had no time to react and could only shoot the Golden Crow into the sky!

The Golden Crow exploded, flames scattered, and Moen spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at the man standing in front of him. If it weren't for the familiar navy uniform, how could he have dispersed the Golden Crow Explosive Flame that had gathered all its power!

"You are...looking for death!"

"Captain of the Navy, Kirby!"

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