The Pirate Garen

The first dead in the melee was finally born.

Blood sprayed out from the giant's severed throat, turning into a thick blood mist that permeated all directions.

Amidst the crimson, the giant's body crashed to the ground.

The thunderous bang immediately alarmed all the prisoners present.

"Giant Brown was killed by that kid?!"

The prisoners uttered in astonishment, with shock on their brows:

Even among the sixth-tier prisoners, the armored giant Brown belongs to the top powerhouse with admirable strength and prestige.

And Brown's giant body combined with the ability of the armored fruit is famous in the sea for his tenacious life and resistance to beatings. His opponents dare not come to trouble him without Shanghai Loushi.

But such a powerful person was beheaded by the sword of that "unknown man" after a few encounters?

Regardless of others, the swordsmen represented by Shiliu of the Rain are all aware of the difficulty.

"This kid is not simple!"

The prisoners all felt jealous of Galen.

Therefore, when Galen tried to do the same to find prey and kill them one-on-one, the prisoners felt the crisis.

As soon as Galen took a step, the prisoners who were busy playing Yugong Yishan with the endless ice wall looked at each other tacitly, and spontaneously freed their hands to surround Galen.

Galen's eyes instantly became serious:

There were as many as ten prisoners surrounding him.

Although these people had strange shapes and unsatisfactory appearances, they all had calm breaths and vigorous blood. Standing in front of Galen, they were as full of viciousness as a mountain tiger.

Among them are swordsmen with sharp blades and falcon-like eyes, and warriors who bare their arms and swing their fists, and more of them are opponents who can't see their skills at all, and they don't know whether they are good at physical skills or fruits. Those who can.

Gotta strike first!

A gleam flashed in Galen's eyes, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The crimson blood energy, the brilliant golden sword light, the six-style shaving burst out from the strength of his legs, all of Galen's acceleration methods were released at the same time.

As soon as the air wave in the form of a shock wave appeared in the air, there was a loud explosion in the air, but the sound couldn't keep up with Galen's attack speed at all.

Seeing this vague figure in their eyes, the prisoners only felt a trace of vigilance flowing through their bodies like an electric current, and the instinctive fear of human beings before facing danger surged into their hearts instantly.

And Galen has already set off a meteor-like sword light with the blade in his hand, and finally slashed at his target:

It was a middle-aged man with a short stature and a thin build. He was an outlier among the prisoners who were either muscular or fat.

But among the prisoners on the sixth floor, there will never be weak people. Since the man's physique looks ordinary, he is very likely to be an ability user who relies on fruit power to feed himself.

And those with fruit abilities will suffer more or less in the face of Galen's silence.

However, before Galen's great sword slashed, a kind of transparent mucus suddenly surged from the man's body.

The mucus surged and swelled, and a transparent water ball condensed in front of him in an instant, blocking Galen's slash.

Galen swung his sword and slashed down, only to feel that all the mighty force on the sword was trapped in the mucus like a mud cow entering the sea, and the slashing force like a thunderbolt suddenly came to a standstill.

The instant assassination turned into a continuous wrestling.

Until the momentum of the big sword was exhausted, in the end it barely pierced into the water polo, barely stopping the tip of the sword in front of the man's chest.

But at this moment, the mucus solidified into a white solid in an instant, firmly trapping the whole sword and Galen's sword-holding hands in it.

This solid was tightly bonded to the ground under his feet again, making Galen unable to move at all for a while.

Galen tried to draw his sword vigorously, but found that the solidified solid of the slime was so strong that it was almost indestructible.

"This is."

Galen smelled a pungent smell, and couldn't help asking in surprise, "Glue?"

"Hahaha"

Looking at Galen who was glued together with his sword, the panic on the man's face disappeared completely:

"With so much momentum, you'll take me for a knife as soon as you come?"

"Boy, I thought you were so sure!"

"Hahaha"

All the prisoners couldn't help but also burst into laughter, thinking that the fear just now was a false alarm.

"Boy."

A ferocious and cruel smile appeared on the man's face:

"I am the glue man who ate the glue fruit. I can make high-viscosity gel water stronger than steel!"

"You can't even pull out your sword now, just wait to slowly suffocate to death in my glue!"

As he said that, a large amount of transparent glue gushed out of the glue man again, sweeping towards Galen in an overwhelming gesture.

Galen was soon overwhelmed and overwhelmed.

"that."

When the glue was about to seal Galen's mouth and nose, Galen suddenly opened his mouth and asked:

"Is your glue fireproof?"

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The glue man's face froze suddenly, and the speed of releasing glue from his body couldn't help but slow down.

"Looks like it's not fireproof."

Galen couldn't help showing a bit of a smile on his face.

The glue man's heart sank:

His glue is not only not fireproof, but also flammable when touched by fire. It is a prohibited item that cannot even pass through the airport security check.

Back then, when the glue man's weakness was not discovered, he used to be reckless and difficult to meet his opponent; the first time he failed, he was defeated by the enemy's uncivilized behavior of throwing cigarette butts.

"So what if it's not fireproof!"

The glue man shouted angrily:

"You're all sealed with my glue, can you still breathe fire from your mouth?"

"Excuse me."

Galen showed a shy, but extremely mocking smile in the eyes of the enemy:

"I was too impatient when I just cut people, so I missed a skill."

"Rage of justice!"

The blade of the sword that had been trapped in the solidified glue suddenly lit up, and the golden-red holy flame appeared on the blade out of thin air.

And as soon as the blazing flame appeared, the solidified glue suddenly melted away, and was instantly ignited into an extremely dazzling huge fireball.

The fire quickly spread along the glue, and soon completely ignited the man covered in glue.

"ah!"

Amidst the unbearable wailing, the glue man staggered back a few steps in the entanglement of the golden-red flames.

"hateful!"

Enduring the piercing burning pain, he used great perseverance to rush out before the flames rushed to his whole body, and quickly released a large amount of glue with the palm that had not been affected by the flames.

As soon as the glue was formed, it instantly condensed into an airtight spherical cover around the glue man's body, enveloping him with fire in it.

Although the glue man's ability is afraid of fire, it doesn't mean that he has to be caught when he touches the flame.

Although he is relatively short in stature, an ability user of his level will never be weak. Ordinary flames will not be able to burn through the glue man's skin for a while;

And he shaped this airtight rubber cover around his body to isolate the oxygen from the outside world and achieve the purpose of quickly extinguishing the fire.

However, Galen's "Righteous Wrath" is no ordinary flame:

Although the oxygen was cut off, the flames of the holy flame did not diminish in the slightest.

It devours all combustibles, enveloping the glue man's entire body.

Soon, the glue man's tough skin peeled off under the extreme high temperature, and his flesh and bones were also charred black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, his tenacious vitality only prolongs the time he spends crying in the raging fire.

"Another one died!"

The surrounding prisoners all showed horror:

A second ago, Galen was still stuck in the glue and couldn't move;

In the next second, the glue man who had just taken the upper hand turned into coke.

He is not only a great swordsman who can slash armored giants with his sword, but also a person with the ability to manipulate flames. How many tricks does this young man have?

The prisoners looked at Galen even more fearfully.

"Don't stand still!"

A blue-skinned murloc who was tall and strong like a tiger stood up, and shouted solemnly to the prisoners:

"Let's go together, don't give him a chance to kill!"

The prisoners nodded in unison, and the killing move they had prepared for a long time roared out.

Sword energy, palm wind, and an iron fist embodying armed domineering aura

Although the attack methods are different, they are all grand and magnificent.

These attacks came simultaneously from all directions, and Garen was almost unable to avoid them.

And Galen didn't intend to hide at all:

A green shield and a golden light shield lit up on his body, and he dodged a few sword slashes, and then slammed headlong into an oncoming fist wind.

"What?"

The blue-skinned murloc who struck out this palm wind couldn't be more shocked:

He is the tiger shark murloc with the best physical fitness, and he is also a murloc karate master who has practiced for many years. The punch he just punched is the Tangcao Wazheng fist that few murlocs can master.

Naturally, this advanced boxing technique passed down from generation to generation is not just about simply releasing power, but also contains special power-generating skills that the murlocs learned when they practiced boxing in the waves.

As long as a normal human touches this fist wind, his whole body will be shattered and torn from the outside to the inside in an instant.

Even if a physical master of the same level confronts head-on, he will be shaken by the continuous force like the sea current and tide, making his blood churn and dizzy.

However, the swordsman in front of him.

Actually hit it directly?

Before the tiger sharkman was stunned, Galen had already charged in front of him with the strong fist wind.

Tang Caowa Zhengquan's weird force and special attack style, in the end, turned into a simple loss of health in front of Galen's digitalized body.

"Demacia!"

After Galen got close, he cut the strongest sword light on the tiger shark man's head without hesitation.

The dazzling light flashed by, and the blue skin of the tiger shark man became scorched black.

In the air, the smell of freshly baked grilled fish began to permeate.

"Damn it."

Although the injury was serious, the Tiger Sharkman, whose body was incomparably strong, still had the power to fight.

He only hesitated for half a second in the pain, and then swung his domineering fist covered in armed colors to attack Galen.

The other prisoners also reacted suddenly, and rushed towards Galen with knives and guns.

Galen didn't care about it at all, just made a little dodge gesture, and swung his sword wholeheartedly to slash the tiger shark man.

There are so many enemies, it is naturally impossible for Galen to avoid them all.

Soon, he was slashed and punched several times, and even got up from the sunken pit several times.

But even so, Galen was still staring at the tiger shark man to chop.

"Are you crazy?"

The tiger shark man was a little frightened by Galen's desperate style of play, and couldn't help roaring loudly:

"There are so many people here, why are you staring at me and beating me?"

"Because you talk too much!"

Galen responded casually, and smashed the ultimate skill that had been cooled down in the fierce battle again on the tiger sharkman's head:

"Demacia!"

Tiger Sharkman, pawn.

"Next."

Galen slowly withdrew his sword, and swept around with cold eyes: "Who is it?"

The movements of the remaining eight prisoners froze in unison.

Galen stepped on the still warm corpse of the Tiger Sharkman, and looked down on everyone with a look of disdain:

"But there are still people who dare to come and fight with me?"

"If not."

With that said, Galen glanced at the blood bar that he had consumed nearly half, and silently added in his heart:

I can stand back to some blood.