Chapter 249: Stomping on ants will free people from psychological burden

Clatter.

The strong wind swept the heavy rain down.

Roy looked relaxed at the moment, walking on the barren land of Grant Kingdom.

The raindrops in the sky will directly pass through Roy's body and fall to the ground when they fall on Roy.

If you look closely at Roy's walking, you will find that Roy's feet do not touch the muddy ground at all.

Elementalization, this is a skill that all natural devil fruit ability users have.

The reason why the raindrops can penetrate Roy's body is that Roy has maintained the elemental posture since he came to the land of Grant Kingdom.

Looking up at the heavy rain in the sky, thinking about the thickness of the clouds in the sky.

Two hours, this is the time Roy calculated.

Because after two hours, the dark clouds that bring heavy rain in the sky will be consumed.

And these two hours are the time for Roy to slaughter all the pirates of Grant Kingdom and capture Charlotte Cracker by the way.

Yes, this heavy rain in the sky is completely Roy's masterpiece.

Through the memory of his previous life, Roy clearly knew the weakness of the Biscuit Fruit.

Although Charlotte Cracker can use the power of the Biscuit Fruit to create a stand, and each stand has a bounty of over 100 million, the weakness of the Biscuit Fruit is that it is afraid of water. No matter how strong the Biscuit Stand is, as long as it is exposed to rain, it will be soaked in an instant.

Therefore, according to Roy's estimation, in this rainstorm, Charlotte Cracker's strength will be weakened by at least six levels, or even more.

At the same time, the reason why Roy chose to come alone to wipe out the pirates.

That's because he didn't want the navy and Spandam on the warship to see the ability he used in the battle.

And according to reality, facing the three generals of the Big Mom Pirates, whether it is Spandam or the mercenaries who are still resisting on this island, they are just weak burdens in Roy's eyes.

Therefore, what Roy said about joining forces with the mercenaries in the Grant Kingdom was just an excuse made up by Roy to reassure Spandam and others.

After all, the powerful guys were completely wiped out when Big Mom conquered the Kingdom of Grant.

And now, in Roy's eyes, these mercenaries who are still resisting are not much stronger than grasshoppers.

Of course, Roy's excuse would not fool Spandam if it were normal, but Spandam is now overwhelmed by the Governor of the Four Seas, so the current Kingdom of Grant is no longer in his consideration.

Along the way, the heavy rain in the sky is like a curtain, making everything hazy.

The rain fell from the sky, along the blade with blood red, seeping into the barren soil.

Ta-ta-ta!

Roy is still moving forward, and behind him is a pile of pirate wreckage.

Swish!

The sword light flashes.

The cold chill makes the rain seem even colder.

The fast and sharp sword light cuts everything in front of it.

As Roy passed by the pirate in front of him.

"The sixty-sixth one."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a hissing sound in the rain.

The figure of the pirate behind him was instantly torn into pieces, and the blood dyed the ground red. Next year, this barren land may become fertile because of the corpse of the pirate.

Through the echo map, most of the situation of the Grant Kingdom appeared in Roy's mind in a three-dimensional form.

Through Roy's deliberate search, there should be only about 300 pirates left in the kingdom by the Big Mom Pirates.

Of course, in addition to these 300 people, there are at least more than 1,000 Homies on this island, as well as many mercenary traitors who defected to the Big Mom Pirates.

Except for the pirates he sank on the sea, and the guys he killed along the way.

According to Roy's estimate, there should be more than 2,000 troops in the entire Grant Kingdom, including those traitors.

Sure enough, no matter when and where, once an area is occupied, the lackeys and traitors are always more than the invaders most of the time.

Of course, Roy didn't take these ants seriously.

Because if he wanted to get great credit, it wouldn't be of much use just to kill these ants.

If he wanted to really make a contribution, the easiest way was to kill the famous pirates on the sea.

Through the echo map, Roy could sense that the pirates on this island and Homies had already reacted to the invasion.

Roy seemed not to see the pirates' reaction.

Through the feedback of the echo map.

Now Roy only had Cracker sitting in the palace, eating sweets.

There was no concealment or avoidance.

He walked straight towards the palace where Cracker was.

Along the way, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The road behind him was stained red with blood.

Anyone who stood in front of Roy, whether it was a pirate or a mercenary who helped the evil.

They would be directly broken into pieces by the sharp sword light, and finally become fertile soil on this land.

Crossing the not-so-tall walls of the Grant Kingdom.

As Roy walked along, he kept waving the blade in his hand, and the blood made his palms a little sticky.

He no longer knew whether he had killed two hundred, five hundred, one thousand or two thousand people. He only knew that those who died in front of him were ants.

In the world of One Piece, where the bottom line is very low, people will not feel any psychological burden if they step on ants to death.

As the saying goes, one general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of people.

Since ancient times, which successful guy did not climb up by stepping on the corpses of hundreds of millions of people.

Blood and violence are the real world.

And the so-called morality and rules are just cages made up by those guys who climbed up by violence and wanted to enslave ants.

Looking at the whole world, those guys who are full of benevolence and morality and like to hold themselves up as role models, the kingdom behind him looks forward, and in history, his hands are definitely stained with blood.

Tap tap tap!

The crisp sound of footsteps rang in the hall of the Grant Kingdom's palace.

Crack, crack.

The sound of chewing biscuits came from the depths of the dark palace.

Slowly stepping on the steps, Roy wiped his bloody hands while thinking about what brand of cigar he would smoke to celebrate this victory after returning.

Through the sound reflection of the echo map, everything in the hall was no secret in Roy's eyes.

Looking at the three-star general Charlotte Cracker chewing food on the throne with arrogance in her eyes.

"What a cold guy! Just because the rain restrained his ability, he gave up all his subordinates?"