The Paper Fruit Among the Pirates

"Next, witness the moment of miracle!"

The giant airliner 'Boeing 747' approaching Albana suddenly began to split in the air, turning into small white gliders and gliding towards the capital of Alabasta. The cadres looked at each other in blank dismay.

"this·······"

Although all of them are capable users, they are all barbarians crawling on the ground. Facing this...

"Mr.4, shoot them down!"

The obese and bloated Mr.4 picked up the bazooka behind him and fired a shot:

baseball····

Boom! !

Although this cannonball looks funny, its power is absolutely unambiguous! However, the glider in the air has spread out in all directions lightly, allowing the explosion to land in the empty space. Faced with a situation like this:

"What to do, there are two people on those things..."

"It's very simple, we divide into two groups."

The bald-headed Mr. 1 stood up and calmly patted his pants.

"Catch up and kill the people above, that's all."

"It's really simple thinking and work," said his partner, Miss. with a blue afro, calmly smoking a lady's cigarette with both fingers.

"So far, is there anything difficult about our work?"

After speaking, Mr.1 took the lead in walking towards the immediate direction of a glider. ——The sharp momentum above is his target.

"Hurry up, Mr.4, let's hurry up and finish the work!"

"oh oh·····"

The quick-tempered Miss. Christmas urged the slow-moving Mr.4 to leave.

"Then I will kill the other two alone—"

This is a swan suit, spinning and jumping Mr. Von Klein.

As several hang gliders in the air staggered past, various opponents had already been allocated.

—————

"Wow, what a real crowd~~"

On the other side, on the pure white 'J-20' flying southward away from the capital, Roman looked at the crowds rolling in from afar and touched his chin with interest.

Think about it, when I was doing radio gymnastics at school in my previous life, there were only a thousand people, and it felt like a dense crowd of people. And now under the fighter plane is an angry 700,000 troops!

One person and one foot can stop the flow of rivers and displace mountains.

"Get ready, Vivi!"

Looking back at the blue-haired princess on the 'copilot', Roman reminded her.

"This is a 'speech' in front of 700,000 people, don't be stage frightened."

"Don't worry, Mr. Roman...Roman."

"In order to prevent this tragedy, it is my duty!"

Rumble——

There are many swords and guns, the flags are cloud-covered, the horseshoes are like thunder, and the murderous aura is soaring! The invisible army rushed towards Albana, vowing to flatten this place that took away everyone's life, rain, and trust! Although their chests were filled with anger, the strange 'big bird' in the sky still attracted the attention of many people.

"what is that?"

"Could it be the lackey of the king's army, the adjutant of the Kingdom Guard with the title of 'Bell the Falcon'?"

The leaders rushing to the front frowned, even if the 'Bell of the Falcon' had the title of the king's strongest fighter, but in the face of hundreds of thousands of them - he could be trampled to death by one person and one foot. Mash!

"No, that doesn't look like a falcon," the leader of the rebel army narrowed his eyes.

Dark tea-green short hair, a scar above the left eye, red-brown long windbreaker, dark green belt, orange gloves, and a super long sword on the back. A rebel leader named Kousa gestured to the others.

"Be careful, it may be a new weapon of the king's army..."

Boom boom boom——!

As if "words follow", Kou Sha's voice just fell when the giant white bird suddenly spit out white bombs from above! Explosions roared, yellow sand flew, and huge deep pits immediately appeared on the ground! But for the rebels:

Unscathed!

Yes, the bomb dropped by the giant white bird had no intention of attacking the rebels, but blasted a long crater in front of them! Although there is no harm, the meaning of deterrence is self-evident.

"The whole army slows down!"

Although the number of the rebel army is huge, most of them still use the No. 11 transport vehicle, so although there was a burst of confusion, the army still slowly stopped.

After creating a series of craters and successfully slowing down the speed of the rebel army, this strange white 'giant bird' slowly fell, and then disassembled and reorganized with a clattering sound, turning into a boxy platform that blocked the rebel army. In front of the army, above is:

"Vivi?!"

Kosha, the leader of the rebel army, was taken aback. Speaking of which, he and Weiwei were "childhood sweethearts". When playing fighting games when they were young, Kosha was the leader of the children's group "Sand Sand Group", and Weiwei was the deputy leader.

By the way, several of the friends who used to be in the "Shasha Group" are now leaders of the rebel army!

"Weiwei, what are you doing now?"

Kosha rode forward, looking at his childhood playmate with complicated eyes. If it hadn't been for these three years of drought, how could he not have everything now, maybe he and the girl opposite him would still be friends, not as they are now:

See you in arms!

"Everyone!!! And the leader!!!"

Faced with thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of eyes full of anger and murderous intent, he slightly opened his arms to block the billowing army.

"Everyone please listen to me, we have all been deceived!"

"This war was planned by someone else—"

"The scum king's daughter!"

"Don't try to deceive us with lies!"

"Go to hell!"

However, just as Weiwei opened her mouth, there were scattered curses from the rebel army! Humans are a kind of group creature. With these curses, here are all the avengers whose families were ruined by the drought caused by the 'king', and frenzied emotions began to spread in the army!

"Quiet! Listen to Vivi—"

As the leader of the rebel army, even though Kosa was extremely disappointed with the king, at least he still had great trust in Vivi who played with him since he was a child. Just as he waved to calm down the soldiers behind him.

boom!

A gunshot interrupted his movement, and a bullet flew out from the chaotic army behind him, hitting Weiwei's head at a speed of hundreds of meters per second! It was clear that he was going to kill someone.

! ! !

"asshole--"

Facing the death that was so close at hand, Weiwei, who was completely unprepared, had no time to dodge, and could only let the bullet expand rapidly in her pupils!

And the squadron leader of the Baroque studio hiding in the rebel army was overjoyed,

Got it-

brush,

Ding!

A palm stretched out from the side, blocking Weiwei's face. The high-speed spinning bullet tumbled, rubbed, and exhausted all its kinetic energy in the palm of this hand, before falling powerlessly on the white high platform.

clang!

"Let me explain."

Roman, who caught the bullet, looked at a figure in the rebel army who was shrinking back, and stretched out his hand out of thin air!

"Before that, you get out of here first."

brush--

A figure flew out of the rebel army in the air, a white palm stuck to his neck, making him speechless. But the smoking musket hanging on his waist clearly showed that he was the killer who launched the attack just now.

"Don't be so anxious, people from Baroque Studio."

Roman waved his hand, and let the poor guy be lifted out of thin air by the 'paper hand' and moved to the other side, facing the densely packed rebel army, he took a step forward.

"As the saying goes, 'Empty talk has no proof, seeing is believing'."

"Even if Weiwei tells you that all of you have been deceived, you will only believe your own eyes, right?"

Before anyone could answer, Roman covered his face with his hands.

"But what I'm saying is, to deceive your eyes—"

Pulling down with the palm of the hand instantly made the desert resound like a tsunami! !

"This is impossible!!"

"what--"

"The Scum King..."

"Nafirutali Cobra..."

As Roman wiped his face, his clothes changed rapidly at the same time, a dark trench coat, a green bathrobe with a belt around his waist, and the most striking thing was his face: a head of black wavy hair , a beard, and a serious middle-aged expression...

"Nafirutali Cobra!!!"

"How will you be here?!"

Facing Kosha who was trembling all over, he had vaguely guessed the truth. 'King Cobra' - or rather Romain shrugged.

"It's too easy to deceive your eyes."

"This is my Devil Fruit ability. I call this move 'Paper Dance-Painted Skin'."

"Of course, I don't have time to play the game of pretending to be a king. But it just so happens that in an organization called 'Baroque Studio', there happens to be a devil fruit user who also has the ability to 'imitate' the appearance and voice of others."

Roman's words stunned thousands of rebels! As long as people with a little basic judgment, it is not difficult to understand the cruel truth:

All of them have been taken advantage of!

"Now you understand, the 'truth' you see is just what others let you 'see'. Your so-called 'just revenge' is just a tool in the hands of others. Even you yourself-"

"It's just a pawn."

— Dead silence!

The tens of thousands of rebels who learned the "truth" in the front directly turned into clay sculptures, and the confused rebels in the back, after repeatedly questioning the people in front, fell into a life of doubt one by one. only:

Snapped,

The leader of the rebel army, a young man named Kosha stepped forward, gritted his teeth and looked at Roman.

"Where are the chess players?"

"Who is the chess player!?"

Who is manipulating all this behind the scenes! !

"Someone will tell you, but it's not me," said Roman, who had finished deterring and showing the 'truth' by force, and took a step back, letting Weiwei behind him.

"Your princess will tell you everything."