A Day in the Pirate World

What's even more unbearable is that this guy just didn't care about the life and death of the two little guys.

Mawson didn't know how such a person became a brigadier general, and he didn't want to know.

He only knew that the first navy he wanted to kill when he came to this world was the old man in front of him, even if he was a brigadier general.

Even if he is half a level higher than himself.

He took a deep breath and calmed the throbbing feeling in his chest.

Mo Sen sneered, and the next moment [Paper Kite] had appeared on Risti's head.

Show mercy and leave you paralyzed.

I'm also stupid, what kind of feelings do I have for this kind of person.

The old man who had fallen into madness raised his hand to block, but his speed was too slow.

Mo Sen's aerial moves changed, from slashing to slicing. In the sound of gold and iron, the blade slid across the opponent's chest.

Stepping back, Mawson frowned.

He has no weapon color bonus now, and the realm of swordsmanship has not yet reached the point of directly smashing the armed color, especially this kind of advanced weapon color.

Looks like it's time for a sharper knife.

The thought flashed away, and Mo Sen's retreating figure stopped in violation of the law of inertia.

【shave】

Mo Sen's speed was faster, and the external ability of the fruit was faintly improved by a level, sliding a lot of air around it backwards.

Although Risti has a deep sense of armor and knowledge, he is already old after all, and his physical strength has declined drastically.

So, his speed is too slow compared to Mawson.

For a time, Mo Sen's figure was all around.

There have been many wounds on Risti's body, and this is an injury that his body can't respond to.

Although the incision is blocked by tight muscles, the injury is not deep, but there are many places that cannot be supported.

If it wasn't for Risti's subconscious protection of the key, he would have been defeated now.

The two little guys who were pushed away by Mo Sen have already avoided the fighting range of the two, and Mo Sen was injured, but it scared them a lot.

Now that they have the upper hand, the expressions of the two of them relax.

Still staring at the battle on the field, one is worried about Mo Sen, and the other is that this kind of master's battle has unspeakable benefits for them.

Especially Wenster, he hated the feeling that he was always protected by his brother, and he could only hold back.

As he fell into the downwind, Risti became more and more manic, making various meaningless roars from his mouth.

Around the two people fighting, all kinds of facilities were destroyed and messy.

Even the surrounding private houses were smashed into two by Risti.

At this time, there were already quite a few soldiers in the headquarters not far away, and some people even told them to stop.

Mawson pretended not to hear.

He made up his mind to teach the old fellow an unforgettable lesson.

As for mediation, what do you say?I don't wear glasses today, so I can't hear anything...

It has to be said that this kind of generals who have been fighting on the front line, especially those who have been fighting for decades, have reached the realm of combat experience.

The armed color is developed to the extreme.

Otherwise, the old man would have been cut over with a knife long ago.

Unfortunately, the strength of the slash is still a little worse.

After a long and high-intensity battle, Risti suddenly became exhausted, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

shuh...

Mawson seized the opportunity, and his blade slanted into Risti's abdomen from a strange angle.

This is a small flaw that can't be more small, but with Mason's knowledge and his terrifying speed, the opportunity was instantly seized by him.

This sword and one blow made merit, if it wasn't for the experienced old man's muscles immediately tightening and his armed color covering, Mo Sen would be able to pierce his liver this time, so that he could only lie on the hospital bed for the rest of his life.

Take out the knife and cut it out again.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Mawson's battle with the enemy is so straightforward and never talks so much nonsense with you.

Risti, whose abdomen was severely injured, was even more dangerous, and it was unknown how many moves he could support.

At this time, he was not at all arrogant and domineering, although his eyes were still red.

But the various scars and dust on his body made him look embarrassed.

Just, who's to blame?

After dozens of strong moves, Risty's blocking arm was half a beat slower because of the abdominal wound.