The Laughing Clown in Pirate

The bright red liquid on the wine glass in his hand rippled. Antonio Saint Ann sat in his seat and waited for the noisy sound to disappear.

The sound did gradually fade away, leaving only the rumbling sound of explosions.

He knew about the attack on the Holy Land, but he was very disappointed with the speed with which CP0 and the police officers handled the problem.

The Holy Land has been peaceful for too long, and its eight-hundred-year prestige has deterred all criminals. But once this seemingly indestructible but actually empty prestige is broken, only lax security will remain.

"Antonio Santo!" With a roar, the heavy wooden door was knocked open!

The rainwater on the visitor's body flowed through the muscles of the body, staining the precious blankets of the Celestial Dragons.

Antonio Saint looked down at the man walking out of the black rainy night in front of him, his eyes filled with hatred.

"Spartacus, I have always admired you!"

"You imprison me!"

"You could have served God with glory!"

"Make me a slave!"

"Ignore respect!"

"Put a mark of shame on my back!"

"I'm so stupid..."

Before he finished speaking, Spartak had already jumped up high and struck down with all his strength.

Antonio Saint's eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils, he smiled arrogantly, and picked up his dagger to block.

His smile quickly froze. Under the huge power of the giant sword, the dagger was knocked down, and the giant sword struck Antonio Santo's shoulder, almost removing the entire shoulder.

Spartacus leaned down and looked down into the eyes of the Draco.

"How do you feel now?"

Saint Antonio gritted his teeth and glared at his slave, almost overwhelming him with shame and anger!

He swung his sword with his other hand, but it was knocked away by the shield. The next moment, the huge shield came crashing down on him.

Bang! Bright red blood spurted out of his nose, his mouth was filled with the taste of blood, and his teeth were shaking.

Bang! Bang! Squirt! The giant shield came down one after another. Spartacus was just venting his anger at this time!

"What...what...feelings!"

The left hand holding the shield was suddenly grasped, and the force caused pain to the arm-wrapped wrist. Looking sideways, he saw that the hand was covered with dragon scales and had sharp claws growing out of it.

"Stop it, you damn bitch!"

Spartacus pulled out the giant sword and turned to look at the dragon's hand. There was a crunching sound, and the scales of the dragon's hand shattered, but the blade did not penetrate the flesh.

But the force caused Antonio to let go of his hand, the shield turned into a blade, and Spartacus was about to cut it off.

The raging dragon flames had spewed out from Antonio Saint's mouth. Spartacus held a shield to protect his whole body, but was knocked ten meters away by his fierce punch before stopping.

The shield was hot. Even though the domineering force was wrapped around him, Spartacus's arm was still blistered, but he still held the shield firmly.

In front of him, sitting on the seat was a dragon man covered with red dragon scales and dark golden pupils.

Antonio Santo stood up, shook his still somewhat groggy head, and held the dagger in both hands firmly.

"Woohoo, the evil dragon at the top finally meets the undefeated brave man. Will the evil dragon devour the brave man, or will the brave man slay the evil dragon?"

The clown who just arrived made a cameo appearance as the host of the arena.

The next moment, the red dragon flashed above the clown, and the daggers intertwined and struck down in a cross!

"Wow, that's so scary!"

The clown hugged the pillar and shouted funny. But Spartacus had already stood in front of the clown.

Shield counterattack! Spartacus waved his shield and knocked the dragon man against the wall. At the same time, he followed up and slashed the giant sword down.

Although this slash was blocked, Dragon Man lost the chance to counterattack.

The Dragon Man is faster than Spartacus and stronger than Spartacus, but the combat skills he only relies on practicing with his guards are as thin as a piece of paper compared to Spartacus' rich combat experience.

He slashed, moved with steps to avoid the dagger's counterattack, raised his shield to block the spitting dragon flames, and when the shield glowed hotly, Spartacus slammed the shield down!

Antonio Saint was roaring! Red scales were smashed off his body, and blood covered Antonio Saint's body.

Finally, he gave up the dignity and arrogance of the Celestial Dragons.

His body became extremely huge, huge dragon wings sprouted from his back, and with a sweep of his tail, Spartacus was swept away a few meters and hit the wall.

"The boss is red, come on, Spartacus!"

On the side, the clown shouted something incomprehensible. Spartacus stamped on the ground and roared! The bright red blood steamed from his body!

"Become ashes, you bitch!"

The giant dragon opened its mouth and spit out thick dragon flames, burning everything.

Spartacus charged in the dragon's flames. He held the shield in his left hand and thrust his giant sword across his chest.

Click! At the moment of contact, the dragon bit down its sharp teeth. Spartacus missed his body, stepped to the side of the dragon's neck, and slashed down with the giant sword in his hand.

Ouch! A painful dragon roar. The giant sword was halfway into the neck, but because of the dragon's scales, it could not cut off the dragon's head. The giant dragon hit everything in the practice room and knocked Spartacus down. It rushed forward.

Entering the rain curtain, he spread his dragon wings and flew into the sky.

"Hey, Spartacus, this place is going to collapse!"

"rush out!"

The Joker and Spartacus rushed out of the building and stood in the heavy rain.

Behind him, cracks spread in the luxurious and magnificent building, and it collapsed instantly.

The rain fell on Spartacus's fiery sword and shield and steamed.

His bloody hand had been completely bonded to the cooling shield.

The brave man held the sword and stared at the red dragon swooping down under the sky. The rain formed white waves around it!

This is the final collision between the brave and the dragon.

But...the clown always doesn't play by the rules.

"Ace Flying Knife"

A dagger was thrown out of the clown's hand and shot through the rain curtain towards the swooping dragon. It was an ordinary dagger, made in batches by unknown craftsmen from all over the world, and was of high quality and low price.

It was supposed to be bounced off by the hard dragon scales, but instead it was inserted into the dragon's throat like a hot knife cutting through butter, causing cracks to form between the dragon's neck.

Spartacus seized this opportunity. He swung the giant blade and chopped off the dragon's head. The bright red dragon's blood dyed his whole body red, and the remaining dragon corpse crashed into the ruins of the building.

Bang bang bang!

The clown is not stingy with his applause.

"What an epic battle, Spartacus," he grinned and spoke in a chant-like tone.

"Yes, we are in history, we are making history!"

"In my former hometown, there is a saying that the dragon slayer will eventually become the evil dragon!"

The clown stood next to the dragon's head, stretched out his hand against the dragon's head, activated his ability to disintegrate, and a mysterious power was being peeled off from the dying corpse.

"So... Spartacus, are you interested in growing dragon scales?"

In the rain, the clown holds the devil fruit and grins.