I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

He fixed his eyes on the face of the deputy head of the First Order, trying to see something from it.

"It's a pity," but Enilo's answer was decisive. He shrugged: "Not only me, but also veteran lieutenant generals such as Shiliu, Dauberman, and Ghost Spider were kept in the dark. Fox, who is regarded as Mr. Sa's number one confidant, was completely dumbfounded when he received the news of their duel."

The thunderbolt fruit user paused for a while, raised his hand and pointed his thumbs up: "Now the whole fleet is spreading such rumors, and my unreliable teacher also suggested that we choose some elite or Potential episodes go to the Megatron to watch from the heights."

"'This is a rare opportunity. Collisions between generals are not common. It will be beneficial for you to observe~', that's what the old wretched old man said." Enilu rolled his eyes and said to Huang The ape master's reaction of not being afraid of big things felt a little headache.

Wouldn't those jittery New World pirates laugh from ear to ear?Is there a better joke than watching the internal fighting in the Navy Headquarters?

"Announce to the whole army, all ships are anchored three nautical miles from the coastline of the island, and all combat units, please prepare and observe the group to land on the Megatron! Repeat..." Zefar's calm and heroic voice came out from the phone bug broadcast, indicating that This fight is coming.

And the sailors running around even moved projection screens onto the deck, even if they couldn't observe it at high altitude on the spot to feel the most intuitive impact.

But at least they can get a glimpse of what's going on at the scene through the projection of the video phone bug.

"Let's board the ship too, the generals have already left." Enilo reminded who walked out of the cabin with Lu Qi and Ace.

He looked up at the sky and watched two streamers of light, one blue and one red flashing at a high speed, and immediately several familiar figures on the flagship rushed towards the Megatron stepping on the moon.

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PS: I have been on a business trip for the past few days, and the time is relatively tight. I took the time to write a chapter during the meeting this afternoon. I hope you will forgive me.

539. A Song of Ice and Fire (Part [-])

Everyone on the deck of the Megatron or gathered in front of the projection screen to watch the battle civilizedly focused their eyes on the huge and desolate uninhabited island.

Looking down from a high position, two flashes of light, one blue and one red, crashed into the central area of ​​the island.

Even though it was close to the surface, the momentum of the two extremely fast afterimages still remained undiminished, directly impacting the ground into two ring-shaped craters about five meters deep.

Sharp-edged ice crystals grow irregularly from the bottom of the pit, crawling and winding close to the surface.

Dozens of huge ice thorns in the shape of an inverted triangle rose abruptly from the ground and surrounded the core area in a spiral shape.

More dense slender ice cones, like wildfires, grow wantonly on the field where the ice crystals condense, and expand rapidly into the distance in this blooming posture.

The extremely ice evil flower wrapped in layers, everything it touches withers.

The meandering cold air is like the roots of plants, greedily and arrogantly absorbing all the vitality and heat within the range it sweeps, and covering the vegetation, insects, snakes, and rocks touched by the cold air with a layer of frost.

The blue wilderness finally stagnated under that touch of crimson, like a melodious song and dance that had just started but stopped abruptly, being blocked in front of the boiling soil.

The turbulent mud layer had a dark red and fiery color from the inside to the outside, and suddenly many fine air bubbles bulged.

These high-temperature gases released from countless irregular small air holes blow the turbid bubbles to swell and turn white, and soon reach the critical point to burst, bringing a scalding sulfur-smelling air wave to the face.

The hard or soft soil quietly collapsed downwards, and then melted into the hot magma as [xenoliths] and was absorbed again.

Soil and mountain rocks re-enter the [man-made] geological cycle, and under the strong assimilation and contamination of magma, they merge with the lava flowing on the surface.

The lava flow gushing from the ground diverged halfway, forming countless "streams" flowing downward from high places, converging to the bottom of the low-lying pit that had long been turned into a purgatory swamp.

The deadly high-temperature fire scorched the earth, and the remelting magma was still eroding the surroundings with a slow but unwavering momentum, starting from the place where Sakaski fell, and marching in all directions.

As the lava fluid completely turned the ground into a pool of hot hell, Sakaski, who had previously used elementalization to remove the impact of landing, officially emerged from the magma.

He calmly stared at the farther position, where the hot wave of lava surging was like an insurmountable wall, resolutely and mercilessly blocking the extremely cold and frosty air that withered everything.

Realizing that the cold air he had stimulated could hardly make any further progress, Kuzan, who was standing in the center of the "flower bud", raised one foot slightly, and then stepped down hard on the spot.

Following his actions, the bone-chilling air that was still fighting against the scorching heat wave seemed to have received some instructions, and quickly retreated in the direction surrounded by icicles and icicles.

Instead, there was a huge icicle piercing through the ground from the ground with a creaking sound, maintaining a solid and reliable solid state and crashing towards the lava swamp.

The gaseous high-heat miasma can't stop hundreds of giant icicles that are as wide as several people's arms, and of course it can't stop the stabs that are used as a medium.

Hundreds of astonishingly powerful ice edges broke through the heat wave and miasma without any effort, and broke into the lava sea of ​​fire in one go.

The sudden rise in high temperature caused the icicles to melt sharply, and "sweat" dripped down the column continuously.

Before these huge ice thorns continued to rush towards the target, the ground fire magma completely roasted them into nothingness.

Upon contact, the previously unstoppable icicles instantly vaporized into lingering steam, which evaporated into the air together with the billowing smoke gushing from Sakaski's shoulders.

At the moment when the smoke and steam completely cut off the sight of the two, the naval officers and soldiers watching the battle at a high altitude could clearly see that Sakaski had disappeared in place.

It is undoubtedly a reckless and unwise move to rashly step into the inherent domain of another natural ability user.

Breaking into the frost-covered permafrost alone, every step means an adventure.

Whether it is the sharp ice thorns that suddenly burst from the ice surface and penetrate the soles of the feet, or the extremely cold freezing air that climbs up from the feet, causing poor blood circulation and causing muscle necrosis, they are all daunting fences.

Fighting a protracted battle on the ice with a frozen fruit ability user is undoubtedly a rather desperate thing.

Even if Karp, who is dominant in physical skills, came in person, he would not dare to wait too long. He would choose a quick fight and try to avoid the continuous weakening of the cold air in all aspects.

Sakaski, who adopts a bold offensive strategy, doesn't care about these things. This iron man who stepped on the corpses of thousands of pirates to aspire to the position of general, every time he lands, a solid stone will be melted on the frozen ground covered by frost. footprint.

Before the ice thorns had time to penetrate the ice, they were crushed by great force and melted into a puddle of snow water by the high temperature. The bone-piercing cold winds like a snake, but it is difficult to find a good opportunity to cling to the opponent.

Like an ancient god who was active in the age of mythology at the beginning of ancient times, he despises everything in front of him that dares to block him. He is violent, arrogant, and unstoppable.

Watching the opponent's tyrannical posture of ignoring the frost and still going through the fire, Kuzan frowned helplessly: "It's really overbearing..."

In the past, if Kuzan saw this sturdy brother who was full of muscles and could dance, rushing towards him, Kuzan would definitely turn around and run away without saying a word.

But this time, he took a deep breath, and suddenly exerted all his strength to attack Sakaski head-on.