A Day in the Pirate World

Mawson's reference to the two sons drove Jefferson a little wild again.

As if feeling a bit extravagant about escaping, Jefferson's stern face was replaced by a look of determination.

"You will pay the price, boy, and I will drag you to my two sons."

An incomparably tragic aura emerged from his body, followed by the armor on his body.

The originally extremely thick armor seemed to have been extracted by something, and it began to thin out rapidly.

The aura on Jefferson's body became even stronger.

It seems that it is an extraordinary desperate move.

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In his previous life, when Mo Sen was watching movies, TV, and anime, he saw countless times that he was clearly a mortal enemy. When fighting, he had to wait for the opponent to hold back his big move, and then force himself to use the big move.

Then... ga over.

Sometimes he can't understand. Before the opponent holds back the big move, there are many opportunities but they don't do it.

Obviously, it is very easy to win at this time.

Instead, you have to wait for the opponent to hold back his big move and then be killed. Isn't this a typical act of pretending to be stupid?

But there are still many people, especially the villains, who are not happy with each other.

Mo Sen didn't have such a hobby, although based on his knowledge and foresight, even if the other party completed his big move, it would be a little troublesome.

But Mo Sen hates trouble the most.

And, what the hell are you looking down upon when you transform?

Mo Sen felt that he couldn't bear such a good temper.

The surrounding smoke and dust had begun to dissipate, and the slanting sunlight became less hot, casting a long shadow on Jefferson's body.

As for Mawson.

Um?What about Mawson?

At this time, Mawson had already appeared beside Jefferson, and his body, which was not much shorter than Jefferson, seemed to be completely integrated into his shadow.

However, all this is just too fast to deceive the vision.

Mawson's long knife silently slashed towards Jefferson's neck as if it could cut through space.

【Returning to the True Ghost Shadow Slash】

The hairs on Jefferson's body stood on end, and before Mo Sen launched the attack, he had already foreseen that if he stood still and continued to launch his big move, he might die directly from Mo Sen's knife.

At this moment, he felt extremely strong about death.

When the knowledge color predicted it, his nerves had already started to respond, subconsciously giving orders to various parts of the body.

However, after all, he hasn't made a move for many years.

Moreover, he is already in his sixties.

He has long since lost the muscle memory that has been honed over time. When his nerves transmit signals and react to various parts of the body, this speed is indeed a bit slow for Mo Sen's move.

If you take one step slower, you can already decide many things.

He raised his arm, and when he was able to block it, Mo Sen's blade had already brushed against his arm and across his neck. It was also an armor of armed color against armed color and fruit ability, this time Mo Sen's Attacking is no longer the same useless work as before.

[Ghost] The extremely sharp blade, under the domineering blessing of the armed color, forcibly pierced through the opponent's deeper armed color, and then broke through the armor formed by the opponent's fruit ability again.

With this knife, nearly one-third of Jefferson's neck was cut.

If he hadn't slightly changed the direction of the blade when he raised his arm to block it, the major arteries on both sides of the neck would definitely not be able to escape the blow. In that case, the battle could have been directly declared over.

Fortunately, the knife just didn't cut his trachea. If the trachea was cut, his death could be announced in advance.

"Hiss..." Affected by the knife just now, Jefferson's face was ferocious, and an unknown sound came out of his mouth.

The blood not only dyed his neck scarlet red, but also gushed out a lot of blood from his mouth.

It looked miserable and terrifying.

I don't know if it was due to the opponent's ability just now, but his armor's defense power has dropped a lot, but his body has become incomparably strong, even his belly has been retracted, and his aura has become fierce.

It seems that this transformation did not fail completely because of the heavy damage, but it was half successful?

However, it doesn't matter how much.

With such a serious injury, the ultimate move was unsuccessful, so there is no need to fantasize about counter-killing.

Besides, Mo Sen wouldn't give him a chance.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

This is Mo Sen's consistent rule, and it will be too late to continue to make up the knife at this time.

So not only did Mo Sen, who had done a good job with one knife, not retreat, he moved his feet and turned slightly sideways, coming from Jefferson's side to the front.

The blade of [Yaogui] is covered with armed color, like a black poisonous snake delivering his fatal blow.

Still the same formula, the blade went straight to the injured neck.