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There were rough waves on the sea.
The ever-expanding giant tornado almost connected the sky and the sea. Accompanied by the changing winds and huge waves, it expanded rapidly, tearing open a huge crack in the turbulent sea surface.
Seen from a distance, the terrifying airflow stirred up the dark clouds in the sky, forming a huge vortex that blocked the sky. It was like a twisted black city wall that gradually collapsed and pressed downwards, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.
The terrible storm seemed to the members of the Roger Pirates to distort the space they were in.
What is that!? The ability to control climate!? How is this possible!!
No, that's the power of nature! The ability to control strong wind!!
Damn it, if a tornado like this hits us even a little bit, our ship will be swallowed up in an instant!
...
The expressions of everyone in the Roger Pirates changed drastically. They never thought that someone in the navy had such terrifying Devil Fruit abilities.
That rioting tornado shattered everything in its path and set off large surging waves, making people feel desperate.
No, even the natural system cannot change the environment and climate on such a large scale... at least not in such a short period of time!
Navigator Spencer wiped the seawater off his face. His whole body was soaked by the pouring seawater, and he held on to the rope of the sail with one hand.
He stared closely at the sea tornado sweeping towards the Oro Jackson at a speed of at least 30 knots and gritted his teeth and said:
It's just that large cumulonimbus clouds happened to form in this sea area. Driven by the tropical airflow, the power of his Devil Fruit was greatly increased!
Pale thunder leaped between the dark clouds, and twisted electric light instantly occupied the sky, illuminating everyone's solemn faces.
Hahahaha!! Roger, you absolutely can't run away now!!
The roar of artillery shells continued to come from far behind, mixed with Garp's proud laughter.
The shells falling from time to time in the sky made the members of the Roger Pirates exhausted.
Ahhhh!! It's over, it's over!! Now we are really going to die!! Captain Roger!!
Bucky held his head with a look of pain on his face.
Shanks also turned pale, and his young hands holding the sword trembled slightly.
Ahead was an abyss-like storm, and behind was the strongest navy that was even more terrifying than the storm. Attacked from both sides, they had nowhere to escape.
This is an unprecedented desperate situation!
At this moment, everyone in the Roger Pirates involuntarily turned their attention to their captain.
I don't know whether it was because of the coldness of the seawater or inner uneasiness, but there was not much color on their faces.
But their eyes still didn't waver in the slightest.
The violent storm poured down, washing over the deck and everyone's bodies.
The thunder in the sky flickered, and Roger's shadow kept dancing.
The gunfire behind him and the storm in front of him were getting closer and closer.
Light and shadow intertwined, and it was as if the entire world in front of him began to collapse and become fragmented.
Roger stood there, motionless.
Who said we were going to escape?
A hearty smile gradually formed at the corner of his mouth.
Hearing this, Rayleigh, who was leaning against the mast, laughed.
Boom!
Roger stepped on the bow of Oro Jackson's boat and slowly stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the long sword at his waist.
He suddenly raised his head, his black hair spread out in large swaths of seawater, and his eyes were unruly and domineering.
He grinned:
Since there is no other way...
The future Pirate King Gol D. Roger steps forward in one step.
The strong wind rolled up the red captain's coat, and his figure jumped up like a bloody shadow.
On the sharp sword, black and red lightning like a long snake sprouted out crazily, like a boiling electric grid, suddenly blooming around his figure.
——Then I can only defeat you all!!!!
Roger's black hair was crowning his head, and he was laughing wildly. His figure was like an unruly lone wolf, dragging the long sword wrapped with black and red lightning towards the vast tornado that connected the sky and the earth...
Plunged in! !
The world was dead silent for a moment——
Next moment,
Slash! !
The roaring sword energy was like a majestic crescent moon, directly cutting through the hurricane in the center of the eye of the tornado, carrying unstoppable terrifying momentum... rising into the sky!
Boom!
The flying slash soared into the sky, detonating thunder among the clouds, and thousands of electric snakes twisted and scattered in an instant.
The thunderclouds roared, continuously stacking up and retreating outwards, then shattering to pieces under the impact of the sword energy explosion.
The storm suddenly dissipated.
All the chaotic and collapsing scenes before his eyes became clear in an instant.
The rain curtain spread across the sky, and Roger, wearing a blood-colored coat, held a sword in one hand, erupting with a majestic momentum like an abyss.
Hahahahaha!! A tornado is nothing more than that...
Captain Roger, be careful!!
Above you!!
The moment the exclamation rang out, a hand wearing a black leather glove suddenly poked out from the strong wind, wrapped in a twisted and sharp hurricane, and grabbed Roger's head from above!
The timing of this attack was so exquisite and strange, it happened to seize the opportunity when Roger took action, and it was simply unavoidable!
I've been waiting for you for a long time, little Cap family kid.
Roger bared his teeth and smiled.
Dragon's face froze as he emerged from the strong wind.
Compared to your dad... you are still too young!!
A flash of scarlet light appeared deep in Roger's pupils, and without looking, he directly drew his sword.
All the pores on Dragon's body exploded at this moment.
There are no words that can describe the stunning nature of this sword.
Violent,
Swift,
Overbearing.
With an aura that even ghosts and gods have to retreat from...
The sword light entwined with black and red lightning,
Cut out from the bottom up!
The roaring wind suddenly collapsed and shattered under the fierce brilliance of this sword.
Dragon's pupils shrank tightly, and a crushing chill poured into his heart, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Block it!!
The armament-colored domineering energy as dark as ink quickly wrapped around the palm of his hand.
Keng!!
There seemed to be a crisp buzzing sound.
Blocked!
Dragon was overjoyed.
But the next moment, his face immediately fell.
Asshole! It really can't be stopped!!
He cursed angrily.
Slash!!
A spurt of blood exploded from his chest.
God avoids!!
Boom!!
Dragon's figure seemed to have been hit by a high-speed warship, shooting out like a cannonball, exploding white circles of air waves along its flight path.
At this moment, large pieces of squirming metal flew out from the deck of the warship and were constructed into steel plates, forming pieces of buffer zones.
After Dragon's figure crashed through several thick steel plates one after another, he sank heavily into the warship.
Boom!
The warship suddenly shook, a huge crater was created on the deck, and broken pieces of wood flew up.
Darren walked up to Dragon, who was embedded in the deck and grinning in pain, and stretched out his hand with a smile:
I said you couldn't stop me. Now you owe me 100,000 Baileys.
Okay, okay, I owe you first.
Dragon took Darren's hand angrily, pulled himself out of the hole, coughed a few times, and blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Sure enough, we still have to let the old man deal with it...
He looked down at the slash scars on his chest and murmured.
Darren smiled and his eyes fell on the Oro Jackson, which was not far away.
However, your mission has been accomplished.
His eyes sparkled.
Then, amid the exclamations and disbelieving looks from everyone in the Roger Pirates,
The Oro Jackson's sail suddenly split into two pieces from the center... and slowly fell to the ground.
As the sail tore and shook off, a sharp dagger appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
It hovered in mid-air, the tip of the sword flashing with wisps of cold light, nodding towards them slightly.
Like a knight returning from a great victory, it saluted gracefully.
Ridiculous to the extreme.
The faces of the members of the Roger Pirates suddenly turned pale.
Now... you can't escape even if you want to.
The corner of Darren's mouth curled into a sneer filled with venom.
Blue arcs of electricity danced around his slightly raised index finger.