Pirates: The Strongest Vice Admiral In History

The moment Shura's blade sank into the straw hat's body, Dylan felt a little weird.

The tactile feedback from the blade is strange.

Not the feeling you get when you penetrate flesh and blood.

More like when you poke a balloon with a wooden stick.

fine······

Dylan pulled out Shura, and his ability didn't seem to be enough to assimilate his own Armament Haki.

With the rebound force, the straw hat jumped up from the ground and looked at Dylan with a smile:

"I've become stronger again, you bastard, I must beat you this time."

"You just died grandpa and big brother."

The curly eyebrows of the straw hat twisted, but then stretched out again:

"I will avenge them!"

Hearing his words, Dylan stopped talking.

Swish!

The moment Dylan disappeared, the body of the straw hat also disappeared.

After experiencing "death" once, his instincts improved again.

The perception of danger is also more acute.

Bang! !

Shura's blade slashed at Straw Hat's fist, and Straw Hat grinned: "It's useless, I'm more..."

The red thunder spiraled up the blade, before the straw hat could say anything, Bloodline appeared on his fist.

"More what?"

"Woooooooooooooooo!!!"

The straw hat raised its foot and stepped on the air, and the whole body bounced back.

The Bloodline dripping from his right hand seemed to mock him.

"How could it be... Ming Ming..."

As his mood changed, the entire arena began to fluctuate, and the ground began to become soft. Even the remaining stands around them became limp.

"Rubber Rubber Crow Cannon!"

Hundreds of fists flew towards Dylan from all sides.

Dylan bowed slightly, holding Shura's knife handle with both hands.

"Conviction Penglai!"

A tornado-like slash was launched centered on Dylan's body, and the entire arena was instantly shattered into pieces. The rubber fists galloping towards him were sliced ​​into slices in the tornado, and then returned to their original shape and fell down.

Right above the tornado, the straw hat fist was covered with armed colors, stepping on the air and rushing down towards the center of the storm.

"Rubber Rubber Cobra King!"

Click!

Dylan raised Shura up towards the sky, and the thunder mixed with the armed colors wrapped around the blade at the same time.

"Conviction Kunlun!"

The slash like a silk thread was triggered instantly, and the straw hat in the air had no time to dodge, but the strong sense of crisis shocked him.

"Rubber hula hoop!"

Goo~~

His body was stretched into a ring in an extremely weird way in mid-air, barely avoiding that almost invisible slash.

"so close······"

The straw hat, who was about to rejoice just now, frowned.

Something is wrong! The sense of crisis has not disappeared!

Before finding the source, the original silk thread suddenly dispersed into a network in the air.

Chi Chi Chi!

"Wow!!!"

Looking at the small cuts on the body, the straw hat fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

A slash that can't be avoided even with a rubber body...

and·······

Feeling the energy attached to those slashes, the body of the straw hat trembled slightly.

Not only the slash, those forces are still eroding its body.

"Hmm~~~~~"

Dylan sighed.

Is that all? Far worse than imagined.

Of course he knew what the redhead was fighting for, so his first cut didn't directly cut the straw hat into pieces.

If the "Ten Palaces of Hell" was the first move, the Straw Hats would have no chance to beat the "Drum of Liberation".

The heart has been chopped into sausages, but can you still play drums?

Those "ten thousand races" that I have already pursued should not be all.

Especially West Blue and North Blue are the weak points of their forces.

So he, like Redhead, purposely gave the Straw Hats the chance to "experience death once," and then beat the drum of liberation.

In this way, those "ten thousand races" who are asleep or waiting can hear, and they will wake up from all over the world.

On the other hand, he also wanted to see what level it was after the so-called "awakening of phantom beasts".

This can roughly serve as a reference for future battles.

but······

Judging from the performance of the straw hat just now——

Everyday.

It is still the old routine, homogenize the surrounding substances, and make its own "attributes" more casual. Then the breath of life became stronger.

But it's just that...

Kaido······I really don't know where you lost······

He had a brief fight with Kaido when he went to Wanokuni to sweep the scene, although he had no intention of killing Kaido at the time.

But in terms of on-the-spot reaction, fighting instinct, and physical fitness, Kaido should not lose to the rubber idiot in front of him.

Although there is a devil's operation that forcibly holds up Guidao and adds DEBUFF to himself.

But it is also a bit inexplicable to lose.

Looks like a change of heart...

As the 20-year contract approached, Kaido felt more uneasy and looking forward to it.

He became overwhelmed and overwhelmed.

In the battle, he couldn't maintain the decisiveness and fierceness of his youth.

And all of this probably started when he read Oden's diary.

What a pair of devil father and daughter, what kind of diary is that? ?

Turning a ruthless killing machine into a complete watchdog.

From this point of view...

The Oden dog thief still has some skills, at least the ability to write a diary is not bad.

·······

Deep in the New World.

The elephant master stopped again.

The time... is not the same as the agreed...

Joey Boy·······

Are you really going to fail again...

Thinking of the man who threatened his life, the elephant master raised his giant leg again.

If the "Drum of Liberation" really disappeared...

At the time of the engagement...see...see if he can replace Joey Poey for the engagement.

West Blue, the top of the "Great Glacier".

The Inuit people beamed at the shaking iceberg.

The "God" they have guarded for generations is waking up.

In the dense forest of South Blue, among the towering giant trees, strange flower buds slowly opened.

"Is it time..."

Whispers echoed from all over the world.

In the desert, in the swamp, under the magma, in the lake.

Countless races that have never appeared in the world are waiting devoutly.

Waiting for their "gods" to fully wake up.

Bolu Bolu~ Bolu Bolu~

At the top of the great glacier, the phone bug on the woman Dylan had seen once rang.

"Tell them when they wake up, it's time to regain your strength. The final battle is coming, and the drums of liberation... may be silent for a while."

The woman is just a member of the "Guard", and he doesn't know the specific meaning of some words in it.

For example, "The Last Battle", "The Drum of Liberation", etc., she didn't understand.

It has been passed down from generation to generation that they obey a certain order and guard the "gods" who have been frozen for an unknown number of years.

"yes·······"

Although they don't understand the meaning, they are already used to doing this.

Even if the other party's "final battle" sounds like destruction and determination.

But they don't care.

Many people even became lost this time.

The "gods" have awakened, so where should they go...