Pirate's Gas Fruit

Chapter 47: Cut the ship with one sword!

Suddenly, a person discovered Maude's boat. When he saw that there was only one person on board, he was surprised and said,
"Brother, I saw a boat ahead, and strangely there was only one person. We found the prey as soon as we came from Whiskey Peak. It's great!"

"Wait, there's really only one person!", the leader of the group was a man with crossed sword marks on his face, he turned his head in surprise, asked, and checked with a telescope.
One person quickly reported back, "There is really only one person. He has white hair and is so brave. He looks like a swordsman!"

"Do you want to start, big brother!"

The leading man watched the other party's boat sailing forward, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer to them. Suddenly, his expression froze. The other party seemed to be coming towards them. How could it be possible?
When I glanced through the binoculars, I saw a man standing quietly on the deck. When I met his eyes, I couldn't help but look shocked. This temperament and momentum, this extraordinary and powerful aura was unmistakable.
"Run away, this man is not something we can mess with!"

When the man with crossed sword marks on his face saw this, he shouted and his teammates were stunned. He immediately turned his boat and fled towards the distant sea, with no intention of contact.
"He actually escaped. That man is very experienced. I came alone in a small boat and didn't jump into such an obvious trap!"

Maud admired it, but it was very dangerous to wander around the Grand Line without a recording pointer. The group of guys in front of him looked at the situation and came here specifically to stay.
He looked at the boat a few hundred meters away, his expression condensed, and his figure moved and quickly flashed into the air.
There was a bang in the air, and a white-haired figure flew straight towards the distant boat like a cannonball, approaching a distance of tens of meters in a few seconds.
The boat of the few people was fleeing. A man who had been watching from the back, through the binoculars, saw a figure flying in mid-air so frightened everyone that he was dumbfounded. People can actually fly in the sky. He turned his head tremblingly and said,
"Qiao...Brother Qiao, that white-haired guy is flying...flying over, what a monster!"

"Flying...flying over, what do you mean? Damn, is this still a human? He is a Devil Fruit user. Who is this?" When Qiao, who was running at the helm, heard this, he turned his head and looked at the figure visible to the naked eye. I was so scared that I vomited out my mouth.
"Use cannonballs quickly, you are all idiots, cannonballs!"

"oh oh!"

Following Brother Qiao's order, several people came to the cannon on the deck and looked at the white-haired figure getting closer and closer in the sky. With a few rapid blasts, several cannons fired, and the shells flew straight towards Maud.
"You want to stop me with this kind of thing, you really think too much!"

Maud, who was flying rapidly, looked at the five or six flying cannonballs. His figure was shaken and he drew his sword and swept it towards the boat in the distance. There was a buzzing sound in the air, but he saw an invisible sword tens of meters long. Flying across the sea from the sea.
The tiny explosion of a cannonball was like the residual power of this giant sword. The giant sword swept across dozens of meters and then a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye, and came to the front of the boat in the blink of an eye.
At this time, everyone on the boat stopped moving and looked at this scene in shock. Captain Qiao, who had sword marks on his face, let go of the helm, and the other four people were so frightened that the knives in their hands fell directly to the deck.
Brother Qiao looked at the knife in shock, opened his eyes wide and said, "No...impossible!"

boom!
However, a powerful and huge blade of air flashed across the middle of the boat, shaking the entire boat and quickly splitting into two halves. They tilted towards the sea, and powerful air waves flew towards the surrounding sea and swept away.
Several people on the boat were shocked when they saw it, shouting in fear and watching helplessly as the half-broken boat sank and half floated on the sea.
"Who is this person? Such despairing strength!" A man standing on the waterlogged deck, holding a gun, said in shock as he looked at the figure of Maud standing motionless in the sky nearly a hundred meters away.
In such a strange and terrifying situation, Captain Joe reminded,
"Don't move. We are not opponents. Provoking each other will not end well!"

In the distant sky, Maud stood in mid-air, holding a knife and looking at the boat that split into two in the distance. He couldn't help but smile. He couldn't escape now. Looking at the shining sword in his hand, his His strength has also become so terrifying.
He has never used gas to carry out large-scale attacks. Firstly, the gas needs to be ignited. Secondly, the gas is still poisonous. If the gas is not used to control the surrounding air, the air cannot kill people.
But as his strength increases, all the controllable air turns into sword energy that can kill people. To a certain extent, he is similar to Eric the Scythe Man, but his ability is even more powerful when he becomes a swordsman.
Natural fruit ability users are originally capable of large-scale AOE attacks. It is just a simple matter to cut down a wind dragon with dozens of meters and a sword energy blade with dozens of meters.
After all, he controls a large area of ​​air, and sword energy is compressed air.
He glanced at the motionless people in the distance, then turned around and quickly returned to his boat. When he arrived near the sunken ship, he picked up the five people on his boat.
Maude didn't look at the shocked expressions of these guys as they carefully looked at him. Looking at the leader with cross sword marks on his face, he asked,

"Which route of the Grand Line are you from? Do you have a record pointer on your body?"

"We are bounty hunters from Whiskey Mountain. We have no intention of offending you. This is our record pointer!" Captain Joe heard this and took out a record pointer from his arms tremblingly.
There was a compass placed in a small transparent glass bubble. No matter how you shook it, it pointed in one direction. It was the whiskey peak on the next island. Maude took it, shook it and looked at it, and then couldn't help but put it away.
Maude looked at Captain Joe. It was the captain who had given the order to escape earlier, which cost him a lot of effort. He smiled and said,

“Nice attitude, I’ll take you back to Whiskey Peak by the way!”

"Thank you for not killing them!" Captain Qiao couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. At least the guy in front of him wouldn't kill them casually and saved his life.
Maude nodded, came to the helm, put on the pointer and looked in the direction on her left hand, scanned the wind, clouds and currents in the sky, smelled the air, and scanned the surrounding waves. She couldn't help but frown. Sure enough, the maritime climate of the Grand Line was Some are unreasonable.
But Mod, who had already had experience and knowledge, directly drove the ship in the direction pointed by the pointer. Although the general direction passed along the way was recorded by the pointer, no matter what sea conditions he encountered, he still maintained his navigation skills and gas fruit ability. It was easy to deal with.
"As expected, even after reaching the Grand Line, the gas fruit's ability to control the air is still very effective!"

After sailing smoothly for a while, Maud sighed in his heart. Six months ago, he came from the Grand Line hiding in a wine barrel and drifting with the current. Even though the Grand Line was known to be extremely dangerous, it still couldn't do anything to him.
Nowadays, navigation technology is sophisticated, but there is no recording pointer. He can easily survive by relying on scent tracking alone, because human activities are frequent on the major routes of the Grand Line, and there are scents of people passing by.
A few days later, Maude took Joe and others, who were feeling uneasy all the way, to Whiskey Peak. Through questioning him along the way, he almost understood the power distribution of Whiskey Peak.
On the undulating waves, there was a strong smell of misty sea water. Maud stood on the deck and looked at the huge cactus-shaped mountains faintly in the fog in the distance. The smell of tobacco and alcohol gradually became more and more in the air.
(End of this chapter)