[Slash! Spurt!]
A flash of sword light flashed diagonally, and blood spurted out from the three white-robed warriors with green collars in front of Captain Harros. A long bloody gash was opened from their shoulders to their abdomens. The sudden pain made them fall to the ground, screaming desperately as the blood stained the ground red, they were barely conscious.
The base commander of the 194th Marine Branch stationed on Melon Island glanced at the surrounding battle situation with a heavy expression.
At some point, the bombardment between the two sides had ended. As a large number of naval forces rushed to the trenches of the Slave Keepers Corps under the hail of artillery fire and bullets, the form of the battle changed from hot weapons to a brutal fight with cold weapons.
The collision of swords and axes, sparks flying, ferocious faces, bloody sand on the ground, crazy howls, corpses everywhere, the entire coastal desert has been completely shrouded in the tragic atmosphere of this primitive fight.
Initially, the navy had the advantage.
But the troops on the slave-keeping side seemed to be endless, and young and strong warriors armed with swords and axes would emerge from the tunnel at every moment.
They were as strong as the Marines at headquarters and faced pain, death and battle with uncontrolled ferocity, like wild beasts, ready for anything until their last breath while their limbs still moved.
Faced with this kind of opponent, even the well-trained navy gradually became overwhelmed.
Out of necessity, the few remaining senior officers on the warships also joined the fight. Not only Captain Harros, even Rear Admiral Irwin in the distance was decimating everyone around her with ruthless efficiency.
Precisely because of their participation, the Navy finally stabilized the situation, but the follow-up troops of the Slave Keeper Corps continued to flow.
This has exceeded the total troop strength of about 30,000 described in the intelligence!
The Kingdom of Thutmose is at war on several fronts, and with part of its forces defending the capital, it is estimated that there should be around six thousand soldiers on each front. In comparison, the Navy had around three thousand, which in theory wasn't much of a difference. But looking now, the desert was filled with enemy soldiers, it looked like almost ten thousand at a glance.
"Damn it, those bastards CP2, there is definitely something wrong with this information!"
Captain Haros cursed as he fought, encountering no opposition wherever he went.
Although he doesn't know the Rokushiki, his swordsmanship can be considered superb. Coupled with the speed, reaction, and strength he has developed over the years, he is worthy of the cape of justice he wears.
In addition, although Dragon took away all the officer from the Navy Headquarters except Rear Admiral Irwin; but he did not take the lower ranking officers.
If any of them were placed in a Marine Branch, any of them could act as base commander. Some even surpassed Captain Harros in skill.
Although the Slave Keeper Corps has a large number of people, it was practically impossible for them to defeat so many skilled marines in a short time, especially with the presence of an officer like Rear Admiral Irwin.
"These guys are not soldiers!"
At that moment, a Marine from the Marine Branch of South Blue believed he had discovered a shocking secret.
He had noticed that the "soldiers" of the slave army had left behind their ordered uniforms to wear smelly rags and carry makeshift weapons.
The only thing similar was their strength and determination.
"Shut up!"
At this time, a lieutenant from the 194th Marine Branch came over and yelled.
In fact, some people have noticed this a long time ago. Coupled with the clues about the Slaver King of the underworld, it is not difficult to guess that most of these people are the slaves that we have come to save.
But what did that matter? On such a bloody and brutal battlefield, where life and death were decided at every moment, even if it is not clear why these slaves are fighting crazily for Thutmose Palace, as long as they swing their axes towards their own side, they are the enemy and can only be killed first. Let's explore the reasons later!
Meanwhile, inside Shabak, the city where the outcome of the war would truly be decided, the huge warships in the sky had stopped firing. The fifty navy officers who had been left behind had wiped out the normal defenders of the slavers, and there was no need to cause further damage to the structures, and besides, the artillery fire could harm their comrades.
On the battlefield formed by the entire city, fifty navy elites in white capes of justice, using the Rokushiki, swordsmanship and devil fruit abilities, fought against the guards who were covered in black markings and looked like savage beasts.
They fought fast, each transforming into incredibly fast white shadows and black shadows, fighting fiercely on rooftops, in alleyways, and even in the air. Due to the disparity in numbers, basically every navy officer had to deal with two guards at the same time.
Luxury Water's five-minute time limit may seem short, but for this group of supermen, every minute is enough to fight dozens of rounds. They have strong physical strength, powerful strength, and superior speed.
Even if an ordinary person is given a safe place to watch the battle, his naked eyes can only see fleeting afterimages. If the distance is closer, the eardrums will be damaged and ruptured by the continuous sonic booms.
[Boom! Boom!]
Earthen buildings collapsed under the attacks. The impacts left craters in the ground, accompanied by thunder-like booms and whistles after each hit.
Between the war cries, the clash of weapons and the moans of pain, it made people feel both fear and excitement.
This place is hell for the cowardly, but it is heaven for the bellicose!
Suddenly, a green whirlwind appeared in the sky. It turned out that Dragon couldn't hold back and finally took action.
He didn't know what was going on with these black-striped guards, nor did he know that the effect of the Luxury Water was only five minutes. What he saw was that the elites he brought were constantly being injured.
Although no one has been seriously injured or killed so far, he doesn't want to wait until there are casualties.
In fact, Dragon has been waiting for the Slaver King, Taklama, to show up, but after waiting and waiting, he didn't show up, so he wanted to deal with this group of weird violent warriors first.
It became a whirlwind that devastated everything in its path, like a large spinning drill bit, leaving a trail of chaos and destruction.
Regardless of the ferocity and power of the guards who drank the Luxury Water, once touched by the whirlwind, their fate was instant death!
Whether it was one, two, or even a group, the green whirlwind did not discriminate. Anyone who confronted or was chased by him ended up destroyed.
No one could resist it!
At this moment, Dragon vividly demonstrated the power of the top Logia-type storm devil fruit in front of all the naval commanders.
But what they don't know is that this is just a small test, after all, Dragon's devil fruit power has not yet awakened.
The most terrifying thing about the Logia-type is that after it awakens, it can cause large-scale destructive power like a natural disaster. For him, who has just eaten the devil fruit for a year, this seems a bit far away.
[Roar! Crash!]
At the moment when the tornado that Dragon had transformed into was ravaging Shabak, when the Navy officers began to smile with excitement, a mass of yellow sand shot out from the entrance of the underground space.
[Boom!]
In the next instant, the green tornado and the yellow sand mass collided violently. A fierce storm raged, throwing the black-striped guards and Navy officers out of the central city area, coalescing into a sand tornado, rising rapidly, and passing over the large warship in the sky.
"I didn't expect that you are actually a Logia-type. Do you want to be my slave~~"
High in the sky, in a world filled with yellow sand and green wind, a voice mixed with excitement and joking sounded in Dragon's ears.
But his attention was focused on one question.
"What's the matter with this Slaver King's ability? Is he also a Logia-type? But doesn't the intelligence say that he is a Paramecia-type..."
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