Chapter 3 Flying Sword
"Hahaha, little ones, go ahead and destroy as much as you like, let these untouchables feel fear!"
With boiling flames as a curtain, the three-meter-tall pirate with swollen upper body muscles and only two match legs in the lower body stood in the center of the town. The mace in his hand was as thick as an adult's waist and was covered with spikes.
"Remember, the one who killed you was the big pirate with a bounty of 8 million Baileys, Bonebreaker Mogoa!!"
"Ouch!"
Hearing the captain's roar, the already ferocious pirates became more and more excited, and even began to be dissatisfied with killing.
Scenes of tragedies were staged alternately.
"I'm going to hold these bastards away. Dujia, you run to the back hill!"
Moen held the harpoon in his hand, and his whole face was red.
"I won't run away. If you die, I will stay with you."
Dujia showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "So, will you come with me?"
"If two people are together, no one can run away!"
Moen stomped his feet angrily, "I always listened to you before, but this time you listen to me. Let's go!!"
After saying that, without waiting for Dujia's reply, he turned around and rushed out the door, "If you want my sacrifice to be in vain, just stay!"
He was lucky. As soon as he came out, he saw a pirate tearing a girl's clothes excitedly, and the sharp screams made him extremely excited.
Moen did not hesitate, raised the harpoon high, and stabbed the pirate in the back with great determination.
laugh!
"ah!!"
The sharp harpoon penetrated the chest very smoothly. The pirate who was so brutal just now turned his head blankly, his eyes full of disbelief.
"I...actually..."
Before he finished speaking, the person had already lost his breath.
Moen's heart was beating violently and he was breathing heavily. Just when he was about to pull out the harpoon and continue looking for the next target, a shadow completely covered him.
Mogoya's slender eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, "How dare you...how dare you kill my men!"
The mace was raised, and with a burst of howling ghosts and wolves howling through the air, it hit Moen hard.
He couldn't avoid it, so he could only raise the harpoon in his hand in an attempt to resist.
Click!
The wood was broken, and Moen was sent flying out.
"Moen!"
Dugia, who had been hiding in the room to watch, rushed out crying, but Mogoya grabbed his hair and pushed him to the ground.
"Untouchable!!"
Just as he was about to exert force, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes, then his hands felt cold, and finally there was intense pain.
"ah!!"
Mogoya screamed and looked at his right hand in disbelief. From the wrist down, his entire palm had been cut off, and the cause of all this was a child holding a long knife in his hand. .
"Damn you kid! You guys, chop him into pieces!"
The thunderous roar made the pirates who were immersed in the killing regain some sense and began to move closer to Mogoya.
"Moen...Moen..."
After Dujia was rescued by Amber, she crawled to her husband's side and said, "Don't die, we don't have a child yet!"
Moen was seriously injured, but fortunately it was not critical. With the tenacious vitality of people in this world, he can still be treated.
Amber looked at the woman crying in pain and exhaled softly. The knife he was using was snatched from a pirate. The back of the knife was very wide and the blade was long and thick.
Although it is a little uncomfortable, it has little impact.
"Aunt Dujia, I will avenge uncle."
As soon as the voice fell, Amber's feet had already rushed out three or four meters away, and he was in front of Mogoya in an instant.
The blade rose, then split into nine parts, like lightning piercing the night sky, and slashed at all parts of his body at the same time.
Mogoya had never seen such terrifying swordsmanship before, and since his right hand was cut off, he had no time to lift the mace, so he had to grab one of his men and use it as a human shield.
There was a trace of disdain in Amber's eyes. If it was avoided so easily, it would not be a small secret.
Flying Sword Style - Nine-Headed Dragon Flash! !
The sword flashed across the unlucky pirate, disemboweling him in just one move, and the remaining eight swords were like maggots on the tarsal bones, striking Mogoya without any resistance.
laugh! laugh!
Blood spurted out, and Amber's last stab cut his neck in half.
Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, he didn't feel uncomfortable. After all, the swordsman Amber had almost finished killing a hundred people.
"Captain...the captain is dead!!?"
The pirates stared at this scene dumbfounded, that small figure brought great pressure to them.
Amber didn't care so much. The people in the town were good and they didn't deserve to die so miserably. The rest was just a killing spree.
Inheriting the swordsman's physique and skills, he is sure to take away a life with every sword strike.
The pirates wanted to resist at first, but unfortunately they were easily suppressed.
The cassock cuts, the cassock cuts, the dragon head flashes.
Amber's movements were extremely graceful, and as the sword light loomed, blood bloomed like flowers.
"Please...please, don't kill me!"
In less than a moment, only one pirate was left alive. He was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy.
It's not that these people don't want to escape, it's that they simply can't escape.
Amber pursed her lips. She would have been unable to withstand such a violent exercise before, but now she could do it with ease.
Looking at the kowtowing pirate, he raised his sword and struck it hard.
laugh!
Gululu…
A human head with wide eyes rolled down and stopped right in front of Dujia.
She was startled, and subconsciously tightened her grip on Moen, causing the latter to almost lose his breath, "Don't... don't stop!"
"Ah, yes...I'm sorry!"
Dujia quickly let go of her hand and threw her husband, who was originally picked up, to the ground.
"Well…"
Moen rolled his eyes and fainted.
Dujia was frightened. Amber was speechless when he saw this, and immediately came over to check, "It's okay, I just fainted..."
Before he finished speaking, the swordsman's keen intuition sounded an alarm.
Turning around, he saw a burly old man wearing a dog-head hat striding over while nibbling senbei.
Cap?
Amber recognized this person instantly, but he did not take it lightly, because in his perception, the other person was like a flame that was constantly emitting heat, arrogant and unscrupulous.
"Ah, yeah, it's a step too late."
Garp looked around and ordered the navy behind him: "Hurry up and put out the fire and save people."
"Hi!"
The navy who can follow him are at least at the elite level of the branch. This is a small scene for them.
After the navy put out the fire in an orderly manner and checked on the injured, Garp slowly walked to Mogoya's body and carefully examined the stab wounds.
"Kid, did you kill all these people?"
"Your justice seems to be late."
Amber did not answer, but said to herself.
He looked at the cloak behind the other person's back, and there was always an indescribable sense of irony in those two thick bold characters.
"Hahaha, but I'm not absent after all. It's better to be late than never. Besides, you have to be considerate of the old man!"
Garp laughed heartlessly, "How about it, are you interested in joining the Justice Navy?"
Amber tilted her head to look at him, then slowly raised the corners of her mouth.
"OK!"