Pirate: Give me your power

Tonight, when the moon is bright and there is no wind, there is no sleep.

In the gear factory, all the law enforcement teams on the island came because of Archimonde's summoning, and formed a square team in front of the factory.

Excluding the first and second teams, there are still four teams with a total of 52 people.

Archimonde looked away from the direction of the old city, swept across the 52 men in black robes, and ordered in a calm voice: "The outsiders are coming, now form a small team of three, relying on a favorable formation to lie in ambush, wait until the enemy approaches, and attack in an orderly manner!"

"Yes!"

All the men in black robes responded in unison, and then quickly submerged into the night in a small group of three, scattered in the ravine in front of the gate of the gear factory.

Archimonde shook the hand hidden in the wide sleeve robe slightly, and two red lights flashed in his eyes, and then he turned and entered the depths of the gear factory.

Half an hour later, a group of people appeared on the vast wilderness in front of the gear factory.

"Brother Logan, Uncle Archimonde is just ahead."

Amonda pointed to the factory lying in the darkness like a giant gear beast and said in a deep voice.

Logan nodded and stepped forward.

Anyway, it's the host's territory, so I won't fly over it. This is called courtesy before soldiers.

30 seconds later.

"elder brother."

"captain."

Betsy and Ali chased up from behind, looked at both sides vigilantly and whispered.

They found the enemy ambushing in the valley.

But just as the two of them had finished speaking, a large number of men in black robes rushed over from all directions!

They were silent and extremely fast, and the blades in their hands reflected the cold light in the dark night.

Logan punched the head of the black-robed man in the front with a backhand punch, then put his right hand on the ground, and spun his feet, kicking the two black-robed men who came from the side to pieces!

Immediately afterwards, Logan hooked his arms, clamped Amunda and Camio, jumped up and lifted up the wind, and stopped firmly in mid-air

The whole set of movements is smooth and flowing, and it takes only ten seconds.

On the other side, Becky and Ali also fought with a large number of men in black robes who attacked.

It's just that compared to when they were in Jinde B&B, the two of them are now free.

A dozen men in black robes formed a formation like a ferocious black tiger and rushed towards Ali fiercely.

Ali's knees were slightly bent, his left hand was raised backwards, and his right hand was lowered forward, as if gossip.

"Tai Chi, the dragon's whiskers run through!"

Like a dragon chant, the wandering dragon is like lightning, fleeting, and when it reappears, it is already 20 meters away!

Ari stood still with a calm expression, his hands curled up and clenched into fists.

Behind him, there was the sound of a fluffy piece of wood cracking!

Without a break, Ali turned around and hammered at another piece of black-robed men.

Ali's brilliant performance made Logan nod repeatedly.

In just over a week, Ali not only mastered Tai Chi, but also developed a smoother and more lethal extended move.

Although the killing range is not as good as the elemental skills after transforming into a dragon, it is definitely a terrifying existence in close combat!

It seems that without knowing it, Ali has made great strides towards a higher level.

Thunderclap!

On the other side, the lightning flashed like a snake!

Logan turned his gaze and saw Becky who was bathed in the blue-white thunder.

She didn't use the power of Yunyun fruit, but the static electricity power from her blood.

These days, Becky is not only obsessed with raising devil fruits, she has not fallen behind in physical skills either.

Moreover, under Logan's guidance, Becky's physical skills have also been greatly improved.

"Thunderbolt Royal Lightning!"

Becky's eyes sparkled with lightning, she let out a soft drink, and then she burst out like a thunderbolt!

In an instant, a large number of enemies exploded into pieces!

Crush, absolutely crush!

"Amazing!"

Amunda witnessed this devastating visual feast under Logan's elbow, and suddenly felt that his mind was shocked again.

After a while, all the puppets in black robes were blown up, and Betsy and Ali stood there with an extremely relaxed expression.

This level of fighting is just a warm-up for them now.

Logan fell from the sky, put down a man and a beast, and extended two thumbs to Betsy and Ali.

"Good job!"

"Come on, go in."

Logan took the lead in pushing open the gate of the factory and walked into it.

In the depths of the gear factory, Archimonde, who was kneeling in front of the big bed, frowned slightly, then got up and walked out.

"Archimonde, don't go."

The old man's voice sounded from the bed, showing weakness and exhaustion that could not be concealed.

Archimonde's footsteps stopped instantly, and he turned around and walked quickly to the old man's bed, with a deep admiration on his face: "Mother, don't talk anymore."

The old man slowly raised his dry hand and put it on Archimonde's big hard hand: "Let them come over, Archimonde, don't go."

Archimonde was silent for a long time, gently held the old man's hand, and said, "No, mother, I can't let them disturb you."

The dying old man on the bed shook his head, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he waited for a long time before speaking, his voice was as weak as the wind he couldn't feel: "Don't go, let them come."

Archimonde remained silent for a longer time this time, then gently put down the old man's hand, shook his head resolutely and resolutely, then got up and strode out.

On the big bed, the old man looked at the back of Archimonde going away, and thought of something, he closed his eyes, and two turbid tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Logan and the others walked into the factory, and the night lights cast a dim yellow light, illuminating the inside of the factory.

It is late at night, but there are still workers working non-stop.

Such a professional attitude, the capitalists will cry when they see it.

The huge black wood machines were running non-stop, making uninterrupted low-pitched roars.

There were not many workers, and they looked very deserted. Logan and the others went in without any hindrance, without any interrogation or obstruction.

"This factory is so eerie."

It's not because of the night, but because of the breath of the factory itself that makes people feel chills in the heart.

Becky turned her head and looked around: "I heard from the tour guide Bayi that all the puppets on the island are produced here. I really can't tell meow."

Becky felt very curious, very magical.

Logan silently pointed to the huge warehouse beside him.

In the simple warehouse, there are mountains of puppets.

From a professional point of view, these carpenters are perfect, without any flaws, just like real people.

But from an aesthetic point of view, these puppets are very crude.

There are thin, dry old people with thinning hair, fat and bloated middle-aged men and women, and children with runny noses and wrinkled babies.

Ali glanced back and looked away, complaining: "The taste of these puppets is really terrible, I really can't think of anyone who would buy this kind of thing."

"Maybe it is bought back to play a function similar to boxing sandbags."

Logan smiled playfully.

However, Amunda's complexion turned ugly for an instant, fear gradually overflowed from his eyes, his stomach kept shrinking, and something churned inside.

Mikoo, who was the shortest, noticed Amonda's trembling, walked over and pulled his trouser legs, and asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"

Several people looked over, and Logan poured a ray of life energy into Amunda's body.

The warm breath flowed through the whole body, and the trembling of Amonda's body weakened a lot, but when he looked at the warehouse, he still couldn't help covering his mouth.

"They, they are all residents of the old city."

Amanda resisted the feeling of nausea and said.

Logan was not surprised, but shrugged his shoulders: "After thinking about it, I know it's not for sale."

"Maybe with the last process, they will be like those people."

Logan pointed to the workers not far away.

Their faces are expressionless like puppets, and they are doing endless mechanized movements, as if they are integrated with those heavy machines.

Like the old man with the lantern he met on the hill last night, he was just a puppet performing his duties according to established procedures.

"Ah, puppet making puppets, it's really interesting."

Ali opened his eyes, looked at the workers, and soon discovered the clue.

"But...why do you make these puppets, do you have any strange hobbies?"

"In order to replace the residents of the old city."

Logan replied.

Betsy tilted her head suspiciously.

Before coming to the gear factory, Becky only discovered that the black-robed law enforcement team was puppets, but she didn't know that the old city people were also puppets.

"Replace the inhabitants with... puppets?"

Ali and Mikoo looked at the warehouse in astonishment. Obviously, like Becky, they didn't realize the true colors of the old city people.

Only Amanda put down his hands covering his mouth, and his eyes gradually burned with anger.

"I should have discovered it earlier. Grandpa Matala was seriously ill ten years ago. At that time, the doctor said that he would not survive tomorrow, but ten years later, Grandpa Matala is still lingering on the hospital bed, exactly the same as ten years ago."

Amunda said the names of a few more people, and finally gritted his teeth, his pale face distorted slightly: "After everyone passed away, they all reappeared in the form of puppets, and then continued their lives."

"I'm too slow, father, father may have been replaced several times!!"

Amunda was gnashing his teeth and roaring.

Logan looked at the workers who were constantly manipulating the machines to make puppets with his suppressed eyes, and suddenly his eyes fixed on a wooden box in a worker's hand.

Inside, there was an old puppet that was broken in two, with its arms and head shattered.

It was the old man with the lantern that Logan blew up last night.

Broken puppets are replaced with new ones.

Even if one is broken, it will be replaced by a brand new puppet that is the same as before. The time in the old city seems to have been pressed to the stop button, and it will always stay ten years ago.

Day after day, year after year, no change, extremely boring.

"Why do you do this meow?"

Betsy couldn't understand it in her heart.

Logan shook his head, turned around and looked into the dark depths of the factory behind him, where there were deep passages.

"For this kind of thing, just ask yourself and you will know."

Logan's deep and cold voice echoed in the factory.

"someone is coming!"

Ali's expression moved, and he put his feet one by one into a Tai Chi fighting posture.

blah blah blah...

In the depths of the passage, the person came closer and closer, and soon appeared in front of Logan and the others.

Tall, a little taller than Logan, with a pale and cold face, grass-green icy pupils, and wide black pants wrapped around his body.