My friends are all pirates

Among the bridge deck buildings, the place that was originally classified as the fort has become ruins, and the fire has spread to the arsenal and warehouse. Most of the overseers who were still arrogant during the day have turned into corpses. Throw them into the flames and burn them.

More slaves were fighting the guards with simple weapons.

Ah Sherid also saw the official.

The face of the official no longer looked "friendly" as it had been during the day. He was under the protection of a group of men in black. At this moment, he didn't look like an engineer or an administrator at all.

When Asherid rushed up with the flames, the official's face was more than just ugly.

He immediately took out the phone bug.

Of course Ashred wouldn't let him do that.

The surrounding fires also provided a good environment for Ya Sherid.

For a moment, everyone felt cold.

After that, their hearts became even colder.

Because a real giant has appeared before their eyes.

Through this period of time, Asherid has been able to expand his body to a maximum of twelve or thirteen meters. In the world of One Piece, this is the guaranteed height of an adult giant.

"Giants..." The official opened his mouth wide, and the phone bug in his hand was connected, but he was too shocked to speak for a while.

"Hey, hello, this is Branch 99, please identify yourself!"

The phone worm dutifully transmitted the voice after the connection was made.

"Navy! I am the construction director of the Wald line of the Tequila Wolf Bridge. We are under attack! The attackers are the Revolutionary Army, and they have giant warriors!"

After hastily reporting this information, the official realized that he had missed someone, and quickly added: "And..."

He failed to say the second half of the sentence, because Asherid in the giant posture had already clenched his fists, simulating Ace's fire fist and punched in this direction, and the pillar of fire engulfed the officials and the surrounding black-clothed guards in an instant.

Whether the official is dead or not, Asherid is not sure until he sees the body, but he is sure that the phone bug is dead. This thing is not a device, but a real life.

And life is always fragile.

The phone bug is not only fragile, but also hypocritical. If you dare to make it uncomfortable, it will disconnect.

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Vest, the essence of Blue Star's modern civilization, must be tasted.

At least that's what Ashred thought.

However, to play a trumpet, you must have the attitude of playing a trumpet.

Changing clothes, registering an account, that is a false trumpet, showing no sincerity.

When Ya Sherid started fighting from the sea, the vest mode had already been arranged.

Enormization, elemental fluidity, wholeness, and part are all the same thing, and everything remains the same.

The officials didn't recognize Ashred at all, because in front of him was a giant more than ten meters tall, and his body was still covered with a layer of fire, especially his face, which could no longer be said to be covered with fire. The whole head was covered with fire. Spraying out, the two eyes are two holes in the fire, and the mouth is the sparks flying out, this kind of painting style can be recognized by horse riders.

Of course, he has sent it now, it doesn't matter if he recognizes it or not.

The fire giant that suddenly appeared, killed the only one who was making up in the first shot, which caused the morale of the garrison to plummet, and then fast forwarded to desperate.

Here, is the bridge.

Beyond the bridge is the sea.

Where are you going?

As for the surrender...Look at those slaves, they can be eaten raw, and considering that there are many fire sources and sufficient heat at the scene, it is not impossible to have a full feast of charcoal.

On the bridge, the corpses of slaves were stacked one upon another, and in some places they were piled up into waist-high hills. After all, the garrison was still an army, and the slaves lacked weapons and protective gear. Some slaves even wore shackles. A garrison died. Soldiers, seven or eight slaves will die.

But the slaves showed fearlessness, their eyes widened with anger, and the sound of killing pierced the sky, like a torrent rushing towards the embankment, smashing everything into pieces.

The simple weapons can't break the defense, so they press people up. If they don't have weapons, they use their fists, kicks, bumps with their bodies, and bite with their teeth. If they lose their hands, they use their feet to continue running. He rushed forward from them, and was still shouting loudly until he died-kill them!kill them all!

all crazy.

The slaves are crazy, and the garrison is also crazy.

They set up guns, ignited grenades, and fired at the crowd and bombed indiscriminately. Human body fragments flew around under the kinetic energy of the guns. When the two sides developed into close combat, the guards would take advantage of their own equipment, Greeting with spears and swords, when the end of the mountain, the desperate artillery will simply ignite the remaining gunpowder-otherwise, they will not die easily.

On the bridge, where the slaves rushed through, there was the sound and light and heat of the explosion from time to time. At the place of the explosion, the human body was thrown into the sky like a piece of paper.

A world that turns people into ghosts will inevitably evolve into this scene.

Asherid stood on the bridge, surrounded by an empty space, neither the garrison nor the slaves came here. At this time, he was surrounded by heat waves in all directions, and a steady stream of heat entered his body. When he stopped gigantic, This made his body even harder.

He had already thought of the name of the new vest.

The old rules, the hard-working Blue Star porter walked up.

Musbell giant, Surtur is also!

All that's missing is the Twilight Sword.

And speaking of swords...

Asherid stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and something soft fell into his hand. Based on the feeling of his hand, Asherid knew that there was nothing to do.

I've been too busy recently, and my main energy has been focused on making it bigger and combining it with abilities. Ability to forge swords. This plan has not been implemented for a long time, and it can't be delayed any longer.

There is no Sword of Twilight, what a shame to be called Surtur?

Asherid moved his legs, ran a few steps, and then jumped up.

What unfolded on the ground was not shadow but light, and a group of defenders who were shooting wildly could barely raise their heads, and ended their disgraceful lives.

Asherid fell from the sky, first fell into the crowd, and then ignited the gunpowder, producing the most violent explosion. The momentum was so strong and the scene was so shocking that the slaves who were charging on human body fragments and flesh and blood stopped in their tracks. , The huge fireball produced by the explosion rolled and twisted in the sky, revealing a fire giant standing upright. His facial features were simply made of flames, and even his long beard was also flames.

"Don't stand still, follow me!"

The fire giant spoke, although his voice didn't sound so clear, his breathing was accompanied by a large amount of hot air gushing.

It's scary, but...

In the eyes of the slaves at this moment, this is not the fire giant, but the sun that gives them light and heat.

Asherid's legs were in the sea of ​​fire, but his activities were not affected at all. He must say that the bridge was really hard. He jumped around and it didn't collapse. Although the road surface was cracked, it would be enough to repair it. .

"Who are you? What do we call you?"

In the crowd, someone couldn't help asking.

Ashred stopped in his tracks and looked back—there were too many people, and he didn't know which one it was.

However, good question!

Today is the time for him, Surtur, to become famous!

It wasn't Honglei who was gnawing, otherwise, you see, he wouldn't wear a vest and call Jiutian Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun.

"I'm the king of Muspelheim, Surtur. I lost my sword. They said it was here, but unfortunately I didn't find it." Asherid said in a serious and super loud voice, "But I hate bullying the weak people, I will help you."

The slaves all made a sound of breathing in cooperation, and then choked.

It's on fire...

But the hotness of the trachea is nothing compared to the fiery enthusiasm in the heart.

They used to hear people say that the sea is very exciting, and they thought it was a bit of a joke, but looking at it today, it is true, it is clear that they have never seen the world.

This giant king is a heroic figure who has a particularly wonderful life because he is very powerful.

What a man to travel thousands of miles to find a sword!Super emotional!

The slaves also have an understanding of their own lives, knowing that it is impossible for them to return to the previous society, and going to sea is a must, and the fire giant in front of them has inspired their best imagination of the sea.

Not far away, covered in blood, I don’t know when it got out, Belize, who said that he was tired from hitting someone with a sword without taking advantage of it, looked at the fire giant in the distance with a speechless face, full of complaints and nowhere to play.

Many of the slaves here have undergone long-term domestication, and different types of slaves have different domestication methods. For slave labor, the essence of all domestication is to degenerate the human mind and make the noble functions of human beings the same as beasts. Lose all reasoning ability, even forget how to speak, leaving only the most basic thinking ability, and become an advanced labor tool that can be driven by the owner with only language.

Although slaves who reach this "perfect stage" are rare, as many die before being domesticated to this stage, even imperfect slaves are severely impaired in their ability to think rationally. They couldn't tell the truth from what Asherid said. Such thinking was too complicated and had already exceeded their current ability. As long as they had a good impression, they would 100% believe and accept any statement made by the other party.

"Surtur! Surtur!"

Already some slaves cheered.

Belize sighed.

It is understandable, but taking them out and restoring their normal thinking ability is the first thing the organization should do.

This is not something that can be done in a short period of time. What they will take away this time is not thousands or tens of thousands, but more than 10 slaves, equivalent to the entire population of a country, and will reach the current stage of the Revolutionary Army. After this operation, the revolutionary army will lie dormant for a period of time to digest.

After throwing off the vest setting, Asherid has already moved forward again, and he will go wherever the garrison has the strongest firepower and the most people.

And the bodies of the giants are so eye-catching, which naturally attracted a lot of firepower.

When the bullet hit Ya Sherid's body, there was only a tinkling sound, and even sparks burst out.

The artillery shells are not much better. After all, the garrison here is not directly under the World Government, but the civilian armed forces recruited. In terms of equipment, they are far inferior to the navy. They also have no explosive bombs, only solid iron bullets.

However, if the solid iron bullet hit the current Asherid's body, it would only deform him, making him unable to break through the defense.

Facing the firepower directly, and supported by a continuous high-heat environment, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Asherid's body is made of steel.

Although it is still painful to be hit with a cannon, but how can the majestic king of Muspelheim be afraid of being shot and shelled? The vest settings just released are still warm.

Enduring the discomfort of being bitten and hit, Alsherid used the roughest way to solve the problem.

Those who are far away throw out flame strikes, and those who are close directly greet with their feet or big mouths.

And every time he moves, the slaves following him will burst into cheers, and the attack of the giants highlights a sense of power and visual enjoyment.

With the addition of Asherid, the garrison organization on the bridge quickly collapsed, and the large and small groups that had been cut apart because of being too sudden quickly perished.

The battle on the bridge was finally over, and all that was seen was a mess. Before the battle was over, because the slaves had mastered the use of a large number of lifting facilities, with the help of the revolutionary army and the rioters, they were even more helpless. Many revolutionary troops have boarded the bridge.

For the original ruler of the bridge, death in battle is happiness.

Those who survived due to temporary timidity or bad luck, what they encountered next fell into the category of banned films.

The revolutionary army will not stop these seemingly miserable people who were sheltering and carrying out the darkest, meanest, nastiest, cruelest and most cowardly acts in the world a few hours ago, and now, the living slaves It's just repeating what they have done to themselves.

Rather than this, they were more curious about the fire giant who had found a place not quite like a flesh mill to sit and rest.

Giants!

Moreover, this is the first time I have seen this kind of giant family.

Being surrounded by people is not Asherid's hobby, but if it is a vest, then Asherid is very happy to accept it.

However, more in-depth exchanges will be avoided. The revolutionary army is not strong enough now, and it is still inconvenient to deal directly with such a dangerous organization.

Although in the future someone will definitely discover the connection between the "Musbell Giant" and the "Fishitexi Giant", and even finally understand that there are no such two giants in this world, but I believe that by that time, it will no longer matter.

If people are weak, they will wear more vests, and if people are strong, they will not change their names.

The "Sultur" vest has been officially launched, and the process has been completed. Asherid, who has no other needs, decides to leave.

It's uncomfortable to sit in here, quite the ass.

It's just that he just got up when he saw the revolutionary soldiers who had been watching him slamming into a road, and raised their hands to salute the middle of the road.

There, standing there was a man with tattoos on his face who knew that he was lazy and unshaven when he went out in the morning. There was also a girl in purple clothes standing there, but she was obviously one body behind the man on purpose. It shows that there is a difference between the two.

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Face is a wonderful thing.

For example, the phrase "Xin Yu Xin Sheng" does not work very well in many cases.

Although the person in front of him looks like a gangster, but as an organization of the Revolutionary Army, Asherid can question the feasibility of the other party's actions, and even doubt whether the purpose of the other party's organization can work, but he certainly does not think that the Revolutionary Army It is evil forces.

Although it is indeed positioned in this way in the official caliber of the world government, what is the world government? He didn't know it when he first wore it, but can he still not know it now?

Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

Lightning flashes from the clouds, heralding the arrival of a storm.

Asherid looked up at the stormy scene, stopped paying attention to the man in front of him, turned around and walked towards the bridge.

"Friend giant, are you leaving?" the man opened his mouth and said, "My name is Monkey D. Long, and I used to be a navy."

Then I was still a young pioneer, am I not more advanced than your navy?