Pirates: The Strongest Vice Admiral In History

"You are free, you don't have to follow me."

Dylan carried Shura on his shoulders and looked at this creature that seemed to be human...

This is too tall.

Could it be Linlin's distant relative?

Craig pursed his lips, but didn't know how to express his inner thoughts.

He could only silently follow behind the white-haired boy.

He is very powerful, and he doesn't kill people indiscriminately...

Don't kill ordinary people...

After entering the stronghold, Dylan began to close his eyes and meditate. Haki has grown significantly, and the pirates entrenched around him have almost wiped out the ground. It's time to change the area.

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The torrential rain came suddenly, and with the help of messy white noise, Dylan's drowsiness gradually came to his mind.

Ok?

"Go and see if the... boy who was following me just now is still there?"

"Sitting in the corner outside."

Dylan frowned and pushed open the door and walked out.

In the heavy rain, Dylan held an umbrella and looked at the "boy" sitting in the corner. This guy was in excellent physical condition, and the hot and cold weather didn't seem to have much impact on his body at all.

"Why were you captured by them as a slave?"

Craig raised his head in a daze: "Huh? I don't know..."

a little silly?

Dylan looked at his pure eyes, the fool's eyes should be more muddy...

"Okay, let me ask you, do you want to have a full meal?"

"think!"

Having a full meal has always been Craig's greatest wish and pursuit.

"Go and break that tree." Dylan pointed towards a big tree in the distance where two people were hugging.

"Huh? Oh!"

Craig hesitated when he walked up to the big tree, as if he didn't know what to do.

"Use your fist."

"Oh."

Boom!

The big tree trembled, and the raindrops hanging on the leaves poured down instantly.

"Hit constantly."

Drenched in rain, Craig turned to look at Dylan.

Dylan looked at the slightly raised ground beside him and secretly smacked his tongue: "If you interrupt, you will have something to eat."

"available everyday!"

"Really!?"

Craig's eyes lit up. Although many people had made similar promises to him, they all disappeared inexplicably in the end.

Some died, some escaped, and some gave up because of his cowardice and cowardice.

Craig turned to look at the big tree again, and after taking a look, he raised his fist to the top of his head.

"Stop, that's not it!"

Dylan walked over to him and pulled his fist down to his waist.

"Stand firmly on your feet, exert strength on your waist, tighten the muscles on your shoulders, and exert strength with your whole body! You only have one chance!"

"Interrupted, I have something to eat! I keep calling, where did I come from, and where did I go back."

A flash of thunder flashed, and with the thunderous thunder, a dull voice sounded.

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Two figures carrying boulders run on the beach.

One tall and one short, one fat and one thin.

“Hoo……Hoo……Hoo……”

Dylan adjusted his breathing while looking at Craig who was still not under too much pressure.

This guy······

Definitely a distant cousin of Linlin!

After circling the island 10 times, Dylan wrung out his blouse and draped it over his shoulders.

"Your exercise is over, go to Balmond to learn knowledge in the afternoon."

"Huh? Oh..."

Hearing the word "learning", Craig was a little emotional, and the "knowledge" was too difficult.

but······

He looked at Dylan next to him...

Even though he is so strong and knowledgeable, Yamato can often be heard discussing things with old man Whitebeard that he doesn't understand at all.

What "belief", "class", and "struggle" all sound very powerful.

"Do you know why I don't teach you fighting?"

Dylan and Craig walked back side by side, seeing Craig's sad look, Dylan patted his arm.

"You have to know that if there is only power and you cannot grasp and use it correctly, then a person cannot be called a person."

Craig turned his head a little confused, he never mentioned to Dylan to learn his fighting skills.

But every time Dylan was practicing, he would just stare blankly from the sidelines.

Although he can't understand it.

"A person is not a person? What is that?"

Dylan's body paused.

"It's a beast, a beast driven by desire and instinct."

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After surfacing from the bottom, Craig washed his arms and cheeks.

Today, he is no longer the boy who struggled to speak.

He is no longer a "beast"!

"My lord, the cleaning is over."

On the bank of the river, a guard seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, but he showed no strange expression.

"Two days of rest, the wounded return to the voyage, notify the other side to take over, and we will go to the next location."

"yes."

After the guards left, Craig sat on the bank and watched his cheeks reflected in the water.

Full beard, thick eyebrows, big eyes, firm and sharp eyes.

The bulging muscle lines on his body are no less than Bullet.

Turning his head and glanced at the city gate that had been breached before, Craig lowered his head and pondered for a while.

I was really too careless just now. After more than ten days of lightning-like raids, they defeated this "pirate kingdom" with a smashing force.

In order to avoid too many casualties among the soldiers, he still took the lead in the charge with his tired body, but at the last moment, a trace of fatigue made him relax his vigilance and was hit by the pirate's shell.

He had just acquired his "ability", and he was not very proficient in using it. The moment the shell exploded, the ability in his body was activated.

According to the order of "Sir", once his "ability" is exposed, all witnesses at the scene will be erased.

Special moments even include his subordinates!

This reminded him of a sentence that man once said to him: "Love soldiers like sons, use soldiers like mud."

Craig clenched his fists tightly.

When he stood up again, the confusion and regret in his eyes disappeared.

 …

At this moment in "Greenbit", Dylan is standing at the CP's station.

"We borrowed Mariejois's 'Archived Documents'... but we still can't determine the location of 'Sleeping Ancient Town'..."

After hesitating for a while, CP0 tentatively asked: "Does that place... really exist?"

Can't find...?

Dylan frowned...it shouldn't be...

"It's a desolate place, there should be a church there, and there are a lot of bats,"

"Bat?" A CP member couldn't help muttering when he heard Dylan's words.

Dylan and CP0 turned to look at the man at the same time.

"..."

"I have indeed seen such a place before, and there is indeed a small church in my impression, and the night there is very long, and there are many bats, but that place does not seem to be called Sleeping Ancient Town..."

Seeing the two people on the opposite side look more and more dangerous, the CP member hurriedly said: "Here, I remember the locals call it Bat Town."

After glancing at the location, Dylan nodded.

Then his figure disappeared.

CP0 looked at his subordinates: "Pack up your luggage."

"If he finds it, you're promoted. If not...you're ready to go deep into the New World."

The CP members stood there dumbfounded.

Why can't I control my mouth!