Fisherman Never Air Force!
Especially in this sea, what kind of fish can't you catch as a fisherman?
ALLBULE is not only a chef's dream, but also a fisherman's dream!
When an old pirate stirs up trouble here, he doesn't even exist!
"Koro…" Kuro exhaled a mouthful of smoke and said.
"Yes, Mr. Kuro."
Crowe pushed up his glasses. "It should be Harold King Brent, the great pirate with a bounty of 300 million Berries more than 20 years ago. He was also the pirate that was personally captured by Grand Inspector Polusalino at that time."
'More than twenty years ago?'
Three hundred million for the first half of the Grand Line?
The value of that is very high.
This old guy is a little troublesome.
"Polusalino!!"
As if he had heard a taboo, the old man let out a strange cry. His eyes were almost vertical, and there were blue veins between his eyebrows. His hands were dancing strangely.
Kuro raised his eyebrows. Does this old man have any stress response? Hearing the old man's name, he became manic.
"Hehehe, Borusalino…"
After Brent waved his hands, he looked down and smiled. "Borusalino, I will make him understand. There's no hurry, I will start with you first!"
As he spoke, he raised his hands and the purple-black shadows around him quickly spread towards the people around him.
"Spike of Grudge!"
As he shouted, the purple-black shadow suddenly rose and fell, extending purple-black spikes that directly broke into everyone.
Crowe directly turned into his werewolf form and his feet made ripples in the air as if he was stepping on stairs.
Leda turned into a few afterimages and jumped into the air.
Moore turned into white light and disappeared, appearing on the top of a nearby building.
Kuro floated up a little and dodged the extended spike.
"Is this the damn thing?"
Kuro glanced down and bit his cigar. "What makes my subordinates and the people here manic?"
"That's right, I am a vengeful spirit who ate the 'Resentful Fruit'!"
Brent smiled strangely. "As long as you are hit by my ability, you will have 'grudge' emotions. The non-Guilds of the things you have suffered in the past will be infinitely magnified and eventually fall into a state of resentment."
He opened his hands and said ferociously, "Not bad, this scene is like a meat grinder. This is my masterpiece!"
Shua!
What answered him was a huge golden slash.
The strong golden light shrouded the purple-black shadow, and the huge half-moon slash drowned Brent. With a loud sound, an even bigger crack appeared on the ground, almost splitting the island.
The dust rose and covered the ground below, and as it dissipated, the purple-black shadow still clung to the ground.
"It's useless…"
Brent's body appeared from the shadows again and smiled at Kuro. "I have been looking for this fruit for too long to block the light of Polusalino. His attack will not work on me, and your attack will naturally not work!"
"That's Polusalino!"
Brent danced and laughed wildly. "But it still won't work on me. Let me tell you! I don't have any strength because after I got this fruit, I gave up on myself and turned into a new form, Vengeful Spirit Form!"
"This form is rooted in the resentment of people, using everyone on this island as a medium. As long as they don't die, I won't die!"
"Hey, how is that possible? How can there be such an ability? You're lying!" Leda said in the air.
"No, there is…" Kuro's face was full of seriousness.
There are really some. There are similar ones like Brooke's 'Yellow Spring Fruit', which turned into a soul form after death.
This means that without the vital characteristics of the body, as long as the ability allows it, one may not necessarily die.
And this ability is a little like the combination of Ghost Fruit and Yellow Springs Fruit, but it is definitely not a Suture Monster. This is a unique ability.
Paramecia is indeed the most difficult to guess!
"Sa, what are you going to do!"
Brent laughed wildly and said, "Destroy this island?! This island is very large. Even the Demon Slayer Token can't destroy this island. All you can do is kill the people here!"
"But those are innocent people! Don't you Marines have to protect innocent people!"
Brent's eyes are ferocious. He's just affected by my ability. So what if they killed tenryubito? There are so many people. You can't destroy this island, you can only kill the people!"
"Ah… Let me tell you, these people affected by my ability are my medium!!"
Brent stared at Kuro in the sky and shouted, "If you don't kill them, you can't destroy me, but if you kill them, can you live with your conscience! Marine!!"
… .
"Please, don't…"
A middle-aged pirate knelt on the deck and begged Polusalino, who was still wearing a hat and biting a cigarette:
"We don't want to be pirates. We have no choice. The surrounding area has been occupied by the Dominican Republic. The logistics line has been cut off and no one is selling us supplies. We are defending our country and our Comeric!"
"Don't catch us, we are the last hope. If we are caught, there is no hope for Comerick!!"
"Well, I can't. It's mainly because you robbed tenryubito's ship. I also accepted the order. If I can't find him, it will be difficult for me to report."
The Vice-Admiral, who was also very young, scratched his head and said, "What should I do? I am also in a difficult position. Come with me, there is no hope for Comerick."
"No! It won't be hopeless!!"
The pirate said with a red face: "We have given our logistical supplies to our soldiers. They promised us that they will try their best to resist! We will also resist, our whole nation is resisting, we are not wrong to defend our country!"
"That's true…"
Polusalino picked up the cigarette and exhaled a mouthful of smoke. He said slowly, "But I heard that your commander secretly put away the supplies you gave him. Instead of giving them to your soldiers, he said that your existence destroyed the logistics and made it impossible to resist."
These words made the young pirate feel as if he had been struck by lightning. He froze there and said in a daze, "How can…"
Then, he shook his head and said, "No! No! He told me himself that he will protect his home! You are lying to me!!"
The middle-aged pirate stood up with tears on his face and attacked Polusalino angrily.
Swish!
A ray of light quickly interrupted and melted the weapon in his hand. Borusalino only moved his foot slightly and stepped the middle-aged pirate on the deck. He opened his mouth and said, "I have no choice…"