Pirates: The Strongest Justice

Chapter 444 The Navy’s decision? (Chapter 2 merged)

"Are you serious? Sir Atlas."

Smiling without any panic, the staff knife slashed down diagonally, the purple gravity distorted, "Gravity Knife·Tiger!"

Like an evil tiger pouncing on its prey, the ferocious wind turned into a gravity slash and sliced ​​away towards the five fingers.

No matter how hard the body is, no matter how powerful the weapon is, facing such a powerful slash, it can only be filled with hatred on the spot.

However, this is indeed the case.

I saw the blade of the blade disappear in a flash, and the bloody light suddenly appeared. The huge slash was tightly grasped by the hand like a cattail leaf fan. The flesh buds at the wound continued to sprout, and the madness and sword energy were in a stalemate.

Click——! !

Under the huge force of the slash, tiny cracks appeared, and then continued to spread.

boom!

The energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye spread out like rolling thunder, making a heart-shaking loud noise.

"Oh yo~ Speed ​​is power. Have you... ever been kicked by a light?"

Atlas felt the rapidly healing palm and pulled it back, "Senior Porusalino, can't we change the lines?"

After speaking, his expression suddenly stiffened.

A sharp object was pressed against the palm of his hand, and the arrogant armed color was like a tireless drill bit, constantly seeping inward along the gap in the palm of his hand.

Wantonly destroying muscle fiber tissue.

Didn't you agree to let me feel the speed of light kick? Why did you use swordsmanship?

Kizaru, you don’t have martial ethics!

but…

A sinister smile flashed across Atlas's face, veins popped up on his arms, and the color of his weapons became darker. He unleashed his huge force, completely ignoring the endurance of his bones and muscles.

Bang——! !

Blood droplets oozed from the pores, blood mist filled the air, and muscle fibers were broken. The [Tian Cong Yun Sword] instantly turned into particles of light that filled the sky, mixing with the blood.

A black-red palm broke through the fog and reached towards Kizaru.

"Second Truth·Six Kings Spear!!!"

Like a big gun bursting out, the arm as straight as a knife slammed into the air, and the unique black lightning of Overlord color lingered around.

Before it even touched Kizaru's body, a terrifying energy blasted toward his chest.

The originally tall body fell downwards like a kite with its string broken. A large mouthful of blood floated in the air, and finally scattered reluctantly.

Kizaru's body is still very strong, otherwise it would be impossible to use the Shining Fruit to this extent.

The reason why Zefa has always been dissatisfied with him for relying too much on fruits is most likely because he has higher expectations for him.

But how could the lazy Kizaru still listen after getting the Shining Fruit?

However, monsters will still be monsters.

Even Kizaru, who doesn't pay much attention to physical fitness, still stands at the top of the sea in terms of physical strength.

"It's of no use. It's really difficult to deal with the rough skin and thick flesh."

Atlas rubbed his swollen forearms with helplessness on his face.

Although after these several confrontations, everyone has their own injuries.

But for monsters like them, it's just a hair-pulling itch.

"How is it? Brother Yixiao, do you want to continue?"

Atlas turned around, looked at the enemy with a smile and said.

This kind of thing can only be done once and for all.

Even though both sides have not used their efforts to press the bottom of the box, they have generally tested it out.

powerful!Strong!

This was Yixiao's most intuitive feeling. His sight and feeling swept across Atlas's waist, where Budu Yuhun seemed to be breathing and practicing, and felt even more sad in his heart.

This knife...is weird!

For Yixiao, his vision is equivalent to the eyes he relies on to walk on the sea.

Years of training have given him a keen sense of smell that ordinary people don't have.

"I wonder how your Excellency and the Navy plan to deal with this 'guilty' person?"

He slowly closed the long knife with a smile, and when he spoke, he deliberately emphasized the word "guilty" a little hard.

He wanted to see Atlas's attitude, or the navy's attitude.

"Brother, Yixiao Sang has offended the Tianlong people~~"

At some point, Kizaru, who was knocked to the ground by a blow, came behind Atlas again. He put his hands in his pockets and seemed to have no intention of taking action. Instead, he reminded Atlas.

One after another, both of them focused their attention on Atlas.

"Well -" Atlas' face straightened, "The navy is just the navy, just like what I described to you before."

His face remained unchanged after a smile, his white eyes suddenly opened, and his heart felt like it was overturning, and he couldn't calm down.

The Navy...is it fully prepared?

“It’s so scary~ Brother Atlas~~”

Kizaru was a little distracted, the sea was going to be rippled again, and the days of clocking in and catching fish at work would probably no longer exist in the future.

----

Holy Land Marie Joa, Pangu City.

between powers.

Bang——! !

The loud noise echoed in the conference room. Five old men sat on the sofa in different postures, with a conference table in the center.

Saint Dexter, who had a black hat and white hair, had a face full of anger. Strong air currents were lingering around him. His hair and beard were all stretched out. He was obviously very angry.

"What does Warring States mean? Is it to protect the navy that dares to attack the world's nobles?"

The other Five Old Stars were also filled with anger and yelled at the navy including Sengoku, losing their usual calmness.

Usually when faced with making decisions about certain things, the anger they show often has an element of performance, especially when Sengoku is present.

But now, they are really angry.

Because they felt the resistance, not the resistance of one navy, but the resistance of thousands of navies led by the Warring States Period.

On another level, they felt fear.

As the main violent institution of the world government, the power that the navy can unleash is astonishing.

If you are not careful, the world government may be seriously damaged.

If it were before, they would not be worried at all.

However, Cap's hateful son Dorag established an organization called the Revolutionary Army.

Some time ago, intelligence from the CP department came. That guy quietly subverted the Kingdom of Goa in the East China Sea, and the ideas spread there made them feel a chill down their spines.

Kill! This tendency must be completely eliminated!

This was their first thought after seeing the intelligence.

Even based on what they knew, the ideas conveyed by that huge kingdom eight hundred years ago were far less dangerous than Dolag.

Originally, they planned to send the navy to the East China Sea to conduct a crusade against the revolutionary army.

But I didn't expect that something like this would suddenly happen.

For a moment, it actually put them in a dilemma.

"Go and seek help from Lord Im!"

Saint Nazarov tightened the long knife in his arms and suggested.

"But Master Im has not been..."

Others were a little hesitant. As servants, they had just disturbed Im once some time ago, and now they were going...

"Even if it's still a few years away from the predicted time, as Lord Im said, we can no longer maintain the balance of the sea, and the navy has already developed alien intentions."

Dexter's eyes flickered, he stared blankly at the shattered conference table, and suddenly shouted: "Guards!"

Soon, the door opened, and a heavily armed soldier in armor trotted in. He lowered his head the whole time and did not dare to overstep the mark.

"Replace the conference table."

"Yes! Dexter Saint!"

After responding respectfully, the soldier returned to the door again and carefully closed the door to the conference room.

Seeing the soldiers retreat, Saint Dexter spoke again: "Things about the Warring States Period..."

Brubru—! !

navy? !

The phone worm rang, and the five old men looked at each other. In the end, Saint Nazarov held the long knife with one hand and reached out to pick up the phone worm.

"Hello! I'm Atlas."

A young voice sounded, and his tone was so plain that he was not as respectful as ordinary people.

But they don't care now, or in other words, compared to the navy's attitude, their casual attitude towards Atlas is much more tolerant.

Perhaps this is the legendary compromise effect.

"Bai Jian? Do you want to express some attitude on behalf of the navy?"

Wulaoxing was confused.

It was obvious that they had sent Kizaru to attack Yixiao before, but they were stopped by this man.

What does it mean to suddenly start talking to them alone again?

Could it be that they had heard that they intended for the Warring States Period to abdicate early, so they had some different ideas?

Thinking of this, the ideas in my mind became much smoother.

After all, this kid is the youngest general in the history of the navy, and he might have different ambitions.

"About this naval attack on the Celestial Dragons..." Atlas paused, seeming to organize his words, "Give me some face and let it go."

"—?!!"

"Face? Who do you think you are? Bai Jian, show your identity."

"What do you think the nobles of the world are? Descendants of the Creator, even commoners can offend?!"

The faces of the five old men suddenly dropped, and Atlas was immediately drowned out by their scoldings.

Atlas on the other end of the phone picked his ears impatiently, "Isn't he not dead yet? Why are you jumping up and down like this? I told you a long time ago, stay in Mariejoia and don't run around. Look at us. I wasn’t paying attention and was attacked by pirates.”

"Senior Polusalino has captured more than a hundred pirates who committed the crime. You should be satisfied, right?"

Atlas knew very well.

These five old guys absolutely don't want to take action now. The price is too high and the world government cannot bear it yet.

He was betting that even if the so-called national treasure of the Celestial Dragons could destroy the world, there would definitely be restrictions on its use.

"..."

"What's your attitude, Bai Jian?"

Dexter Saint took the lead and couldn't help but get angry and asked Atlas directly.

"Ah, Lord Wulaoxing, please don't misunderstand me. I have no other intentions. It is mainly for the sake of the World Government."

Hearing Atlas' secret taunt, the short-haired Alberic Saint interrupted:

"That's enough. It's not just your navy that has the final say on this matter. We still need to discuss a specific solution here."

"Okay, wait for the good news, Lord Wulaoxing."

Click——! !

Although the words were very respectful, his tone was very contemptuous. After Saint Nazarov finished sending him off, he cut off the phone line directly.

ps. There are still a thousand words left. I’ll type them tomorrow. I’m bald.