I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

　　 This kind of punch-to-body collision made the appearance of both "The Crow" Karas and Barak seem a little embarrassed.

　　 Regarding the strong people who appeared in Frevans one after another, and the two seemed to be related to each other, Barak suddenly became vigilant, constantly trying to test Karas's identity through various words.

　　 It's just that Callas is fierce and brave in appearance, but in fact he is a taciturn person with a very low voice. For this reason, he also specially put himself on his mouth with a loudspeaker that resembles a bird's beak.

　　 Regarding Barak's successive temptations, Karas didn't mean to answer at all. He just kept making moves in silence, firmly fighting Barak.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Once again, Barak was covered with a powerfully armed and domineering fist, banging against Karas' claw-like fingers.

　　 "Zizzi!"

　　 There was a sound that made teeth sour, and fists and claws froze together.

　　At the same time, the crows that had been released from behind Karas suddenly fell, like bullets that kept rushing towards Barak.

Danger!

　　 Barak’s domineering color clearly perceives the level of threat to him from the seemingly harmless crow in the sky.

　　Armed and domineering? !

　　 Barak's eyes shrank, but he discerned that the black crow's beak was covered with armed domineering? !

　　 What weird fruit is this?

　　Barak kicked out towards Karas suddenly, and with the help of this thrust, he forcibly broke away from Karas's claws that clasped his fist.

　　 "Navy Six Styles·Flowing Wind Paper Painting"

　　In a short time, Barak's body almost turned into a thin piece of paper that fluttered in the wind, flutteringly avoiding the ravens coming from all over the sky.

　　 However, in the shady scene created by this swarm of crows, Barack unintentionally raised his eyes, but he seemed to see a knife in it.

　　 "Broken it, mirror flower water moon."

　　 A whisper came into Barak’s ear.

　　 Immediately, Barak only blinked, only to find that the knife had disappeared, as if it were just an illusion.

　　 Moreover, Barak’s domineering “intuitive danger” just now did not produce the slightest reaction.

　　 Immediately afterwards, Barak's figure floated back a few meters again, and suddenly felt a strong sense of danger coming from behind him.

　　 The man who looked like a crow had gone around behind him at some unknown time, and his sharp claws came straight to his heart.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The claws and elbows slammed into each other, a huge wave of air suddenly exploded, and the battle entered a further white-hot stage.

　　 However, the real Karas was a little dazed. Watching Ion walk away from behind Barak like a walk in the garden, Barak still fought against the air like a madman.

　　Walking up to Karas's side, Ion asked Karas.

　　 "The situation was urgent just now and there was no time to say hello. You should be the comrade Dorag sent here to help me?"

　　 Karas nodded, and the loudspeaker on his mouth made a sound. "Yes, Lord Ion, my name is Callas."

　　 Yaen patted Karas on the shoulder and said. "Thanks for your support, now we can retreat."

　　 Karas heard the words and looked worriedly in the direction of Barak.

　　 "Don't worry, he won't hinder the plan." Ion said with a smile.

　　 "Yeah." Karas nodded, then the black coat on his body turned into a crow, carrying Karas to keep up with Ion's speed.

　　 And while Ion hurried back towards the square, after seeing the domineering dispersal, he spoke.

"Kalas, most of the citizens of Frevans have begun to take refuge, but it is unavoidable that some citizens will still hide in houses for various reasons. All rescued."

　　 Karas nodded, and went straight to the other direction, as if incarnate into crows and sank into the house searching for the traces of the rest of the Frevans citizens.

　　 Yaen murmured as he watched the direction Karas was leaving. "It's really an interesting devil fruit. In your spare time, you can ask about the specific fruit ability."

　　 Soon, when Ion returned to the square, the citizens of Frefans in the entire square had already embarked on the path of refuge to the north.

Instead of 　　, some members of the Revolutionary Army are working hard to decorate and disguise the "scene of the crime."

　　 Fortunately, there are not many death row inmates in neighboring countries, and there are not a few people who have died from the "Perkin lead disease" in Frefans during this period, so I can barely disguise it.

　　 At this time, most of the citizens of Frevans have already carried out a major retreat and are crossing the border in an orderly manner.

　　 As for Frevans, soldiers from neighboring countries are carrying out the final clearance house by house to ensure that no Frevans citizens survive.

　　 And Ion, who was extremely short of manpower, could only give Karas the task of rescuing these scattered citizens of Frevans.

　　 After all, the number of members of the Revolutionary Army is terribly different from that of the citizens of Frevans, and it is completely impossible to realize the possibility of rescue one by one.

　　 As much as possible to minimize the death toll, this is the limit of the capabilities of the revolutionary army today.

　　 "Speaking of which, the only survivor of the entire Frevans in the original trajectory-Trafalgar Luo, should have been among the team evacuated to the border?"

　　 Yaen murmured, but it was impossible to deliberately search for the existence of Trafalgar Luo among the huge number of citizens.

　　 Immediately, Ion thought twice, and after confirming that there were no other serious loopholes in the plan, he rushed towards the border to ensure the migration of a large number of Frevans citizens.

　　 This migration path is destined to be difficult for the people of Frevans.

　　 There are many old, weak and young children among the people of Frevans, and almost all of them are suffering from the "Amber Lead Disease", and they have to endure great pain at all times.

　　 And after crossing the border, they still need to drive to the remote and rugged mountainous areas without stopping.

　　 Along the way, almost every few breaths, there will be Frevans nationals who can't help but fall to the ground.

　　 Fortunately, there are many young and middle-aged men in this group, carrying each other and supporting each other.

　　 Although the speed of the overall team is slow, there is no shortage of pursuit and yearning for survival in the tired eyes of the Frevans national.

　　 The only thing that gave Ion a bit of headache was that despite repeated persuasion by members of the Revolutionary Army, the citizens of Frevans still insisted on carrying the corpse of "Ion" and migrating together.

　　What is it...

　　 "Even if you want to escape, let the heroes escape from that dark land..."

　　 "You can't let the hero stay alone in that dark land forever..."

　　 "The light of freedom, let the heroes feel it..."