Pirate: I, son of Roger, Admiral!

Chapter 65 Absalom!
存 嬬 孻!
Iger slashed a zombie in half with another sword, reconfirming that the sense of harmony he had just felt was true.

Every time I use my sword, I can feel that my mastery of swordsmanship becomes more and more like my own.

Techniques that have taken decades to hone, are being mastered by him little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And as more and more zombies fell to the ground, Iger felt that the iron sword in his hand was shaking more and more, as if he became more and more excited with his mood.

"System system, what's going on, why is this iron sword getting more and more shocking?" Iger asked the system his own questions while slashing zombies.

"Ding~ Such a master, this [salvaged iron sword] was actually salvaged in the sea that communicates with another world."

"so what?"

"Ding~ So there are some mysterious powers it carries, and there is no way for others to bring the complete data to the master. Now I only know that this is an iron sword with a story!"

"Okay, get out of here, what's the use of you!" Iger roared while slashing, and his brain was running fast at the same time.

Iger controlled his body to stop and slightly slowed down the rhythm of slashing zombies.

The iron sword in his hand suddenly started shaking like a child asking for candy!

It's like there's always a kid knocking on the door before Halloween, trick-or-treating.

It's really tricking, its power is so great that Ig can't catch it when it shakes, so he has to catch up with the zombies again, chop melons and vegetables, and continue to chop zombies.

Sure enough, as soon as it chops, the iron sword will be much quieter, and it will also use special power to correct the trajectory of Iger's sword, so that Iger's swordsmanship can be improved at a speed visible to the naked eye!

At the same time, Iger also noticed that every time he cut off the body of a zombie, the rust of the knife seemed to fall off.
This is definitely not normal!
When Iger first got this knife, I thought it was an S-class thing anyway, and I'd see if I could scrape off his rust.

结果
Iger found that whether it was plucking with his fingernails, sharpening with another knife, thrashing with a whetstone and even finding a chainsaw
The rust on this iron sword has not fallen off at all!

It really didn't fall off at all!
Now it seems that this rust is the seal!

Every time you cut something, it will release a little bit of the seal, and wait until all the seals are lifted.
It's time for the supreme knife to take shape!

This iron sword is really a spiritual weapon!
Iger suddenly felt that the autumn water of Longma was not so fragrant anymore.
Although he has never used other famous knives, he has at least used a naval soldier's saber. Compared with this iron sword, the sharpness of the saber is simply the difference between a brick and a piece of paper!
Not only that, the texture of this iron sword is definitely countless times harder than an ordinary saber!
It is no exaggeration, Iger feels that even if it is a big sharp knife, it is nothing more than that.

What's more, this is a spiritual sword that can grow and help you level up!

Be sure to chop off all his rust!
Iger secretly made up his mind.

Not far away, the three of Dandelion looked at each other with helpless expressions as they watched Iger slashing zombies with great joy.

"What's wrong with this guy? Why did he suddenly want to chop zombies like he's going crazy?" Dandelion had a black line on his face.

"Yo ho ho. It's so good to be young, Mr. Iger is so energetic!" Brooke still smiled lightly.

"So what? Are we going to catch up? I think he's running farther and farther." Tom grasped the point of the question.

If there is no Iggy, Tom doesn't know how he can go back safely with the two people who have been defeated here.

Just as they were talking, the three saw Iger's slashing more and more vigorously, and his two small hands swooped deep into the zombie team like electric fans.

"Hey! Iger! Wait for us!" Tom shouted loudly, jumping out of Brooke's arms and running towards Iger.

"You kid, don't run around, what should you do if you get scattered!" Dandelion scolded and followed.

"Yo hoo hoo hoo, then I'll follow along too!"

The three of them reached a consensus in the blink of an eye and chased after them.

"what!"

"what!"

"Hey!"

The more I slashed, the more exciting it became, and the more ecstatic he became. Every time he slashed, he felt that his swordsmanship had improved.

"Wuhu! Look at my big moonlight slash!"

Chilla!
The broken limbs and broken arms flew up one after another, and fell one by one. Iger felt that he and the iron sword had reached a state of resonance, as if they could feel each other's pleasure.

"Don't run, bastards! Let me finish!" Iger shouted at the dozens of fastest-running zombies in front of him.

"Who will stop and chop you, idiot!" The zombie turned back and complained.

"Boss Absalom! Come and save us!"

"Boss Absalom!"

"Boss Absalom!"

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I don't know who shouted, and got a kind of zombie's echo.

Dozens of zombies shouted in unison, with great momentum.

"Who! How dare you cut down my zombie brothers like this! I will never spare you!"

It seems to be in response to the shouts of the zombies, and such a roar came from somewhere.

Iger stopped and searched for the source of the sound.

The voice was not far away, near him and the zombies, but for some reason, he couldn't find the owner of the voice at all.

Can't see?
Iger calmed down and began to recall carefully.

In the chapter of the Dreadnought Dhow
Oh!It's him!

Iggy's eyes lit up.

Absalom!
It's the leopard-mouthed man who took Nami away in the original book!
The power of the transparent fruit, or in other words, the destroyer of Sanji's dream!
That's the powerful ability to dress transparently and sneak into the women's bathroom to peek at other people's baths!
It was eaten by this tyrannical man!

To this end, Sanji also made a special oath, saying that he must defeat this hateful transparent person!
It was him.

Iger stared at everything around him carefully, and asked calmly:
"Abu Salom? Are you that famous pervert?"

"Who are you calling a pervert!" Absalom's angry voice came from not far away.

Iggy looked for fame, but still couldn't find his shadow.

No way, it is still very difficult for him to find the trace of a transparent fruit person who can't see the domineering.

(End of this chapter)