Pirates: I am the Godslayer

Draco was killed, and the world shook!

As the descendant of the Creator, the self-proclaimed god-named Draco, Bai Luo was dubbed the name of the god killer by the famous writer of the “Big News” Morgans, and this name spread throughout the great voyages and the four seas with the newspaper of the superseries, and even the overlords of the New World heard his name.

“Kura la la la!”

Whitebeard drank while holding the newspaper he had just bought from the seagull, and laughed heartily: “This is really a wonderful character!

“Dad, this is the first time that Draco has been killed, this little brother is really full of courage, I just don’t know what will happen after that, he won’t be pulled out and executed by the world conquering, right?”

Next to Whitebeard stood the undead bird Marko, the captain of the first team of the Whitebeard Pirates, who was a little worried about this warrior who dared to trample on the authority of the world government like this.

“Kura la la la, rest assured, it won’t!”

A brilliant light flashed in Whitebeard’s eyes, he was obviously also a smart person with brains who had been fighting with the Wise General Sengoku, so he understood the scruples of the world government very well:

“If this little warrior is publicly executed like Roger, the news that Draco was killed by an ordinary person that day will be widely spread by themselves, then not only the face of the world government will be lost, but the myth that Draco is a descendant of the Creator will also be shattered, and if the world government wants to maintain its rule, it will definitely not make a big deal out of it!”

“If this little brother is so good in the new world, with his guts, I think he is qualified to join our Whitebeard Pirates!” said Marco with pity.

Even a group of pirates like Whitebeard did not dare to kill the Draco rashly, but it was still possible to shelter the prisoners who killed the Draco, and although they were afraid of the world government, they were not to the point of fear.

“If there is fate, we will naturally meet each other, we are men on the sea!”

Whitebeard toasted, and the entire pirate group suddenly burst into laughter again, and Fang Cai’s banquet continued.

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East Sea, Windmill Village.

In an obscure tavern, a red-haired man in a straw hat leans back in his chair and reads the newspaper in his hand: “Kill Draco… I really want to get to know this god killer Bai Luo, I feel that we will become good friends!”

“Stupid Shanks, you and the friends you know are not fuel-efficient lamps!”

Next to the red-haired man, a sturdy man smoked a cigarette and complained: “How long are you still going to stay here? I heard the news, the chaos in the new world is about to end, the form of the three hegemons has been decided, if we don’t go faster, we will miss the last opportunity to fight for hegemony!”

“Hahahaha!” the man known as Shanks let out a hearty laugh: “Ben, you are right, if you slow down, those old friends will occupy the new world, we will set out tomorrow, the target is the new world, I will bite off a piece of meat from those three overlords!”

Ben Beckman smiled with satisfaction, and then yelled at his men: “Little ones, eat and drink well, tomorrow we will leave for the Great Passage!”

“Oh!!!” xN

The pirates in the tavern made an earth-shaking noise.

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An unknown island in the New World.

Ambrio Ivankov, king of the Shemale Kingdom, waved a copy of today’s latest newspaper in his hand and stepped into the innermost office of the building.

“Dorag! Dorag, big news!”

“Ivankov! How many times have I said that you have to knock on the door before entering!” D. Dorag rubbed his head and looked helplessly at Ivankov, who was shouting, “What, what happened?”

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“Ten, Draco is killed!”

“Oh, is it this boring little thing again, isn’t it that Draco was subjected to……… Wait!”

Halfway through Dorag’s words, his eyes suddenly widened, he grabbed Ivankov’s shoulder and asked in an excited voice: “What did you just say, Draco was killed?!”

Dorag’s face was less than five centimeters from Ivankov, and his face was written with shock and disbelief.

After all, in eight hundred years, no Draco has ever been killed.

“Oh, nasty, Dorag, you’re too close!”

Ivankov looked shy, his long eyelashes blinked, and he seemed to be discharging at Dorag.

“……”

If it weren’t for the fact that this person was his companion, Dorag would have vomited out long ago, but he would have long been accustomed to Ivankov’s style and would have changed his mind: “Sorry, I didn’t know that you were a woman today.” ”

As an ability of hormonal fruits, Ivankov can be arbitrarily interchangeable between the three genders of male, female, and shemale, so sometimes Dorag can’t tell Ivankov’s gender.

If Ivankov was a woman at this time, then Dorag’s actions were indeed a bit rude.

“It’s okay, we’re like-minded companions!”

Ivankov threw Dorag a wink, and then handed the newspaper headline to Dorag: “It seems to be a boy called Bai Luo, it seems that he did not kneel after Draco traveled, and then was shot by Draco, and killed Draco when he resisted!”

“That bunch of scum!”

Thinking of Draco’s style, Dorag remembered the original reason for his departure from the navy.

It was after being stationed in the Chambord Islands for half a year, that he really couldn’t stand such a world government, so he resolutely decided to form a revolutionary army himself.

“Has anyone finally stood up and resisted?” he muttered.

“Dorag, what do you mean?” asked Ivankov, puzzled.

“Draco is the face of the world government, and the biggest evil of the world government, this killing of Draco is tantamount to revealing the reality that eight hundred years of oppression have reached its limit, and people have begun to resist unreasonable power!”

“That is, it is good for our revolution?” said Ivankov.

“More than favorable, it is simply the dawn of our revolution! It is the dawn! He is a symbol of people’s resistance despite being oppressed! He is our god killer!”

Dorag clenched his fists, and there was an ideal flame burning in his eyes: “Ivankov, you quickly send this newspaper to everyone in our base area and engrave the deeds of this god killer in people’s hearts.” ”

Isn’t this propaganda work always in your charge?” Ivankov wondered.

“No, I have more important things to do now!”

The wind suddenly rolled up and blew across the island.

“What’s going on?”

“I’ll try to see if I can intercept them halfway and save our dawn!”

Dorag’s words did not fall, there was no one at the desk, only the howling wind.

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