The Great Pirate Era.
The great seas surge and churn, powerhouses destroy and annihilate, each fighting their own battles. It's utterly—
Demotivating!
I, Russil Kuro, age tw...
"Kuro?"
In the tallest clock tower above the rioting crowd, a figure twitched his ears, then grinned: "The name is grand, but I don't know if it's fitting. Oh well, with this name, he should be considered Borsalino's subordinate. Let's collect some interest first."
The figure's eyes were also red. As he spoke, he extended his finger, laughing, "So be it, harbor resentment, fight! As the navy protecting the people, indiscriminate fighting must be quite enjoyable, right? Well then..."
Snap!
With his thumb and middle finger crossed, a snap echoed through the clock tower. The figure's lips curled into an astonishing grin as he slowly uttered, "Welcome to Hell!"
After the snap of his fingers, Sazir, who was carefully using his abilities to avoid injuring the civilians and only knocking them away, was surprised to find that the ground had changed. The ground, which was originally stained with blood, had inexplicably turned purplish-black, and the blood seemed not to be real, blending into the purplish-black color.
The purplish-black color completely covered most of the ground, including the area where Sazir and the other marines were standing. Then, shadowy spikes suddenly sprouted from the purplish-black ground and shot straight towards the group.
Sazir had just knocked down a group of people with one punch when, before he could react, he was suddenly pierced in the heart by this shadowy spike. In that instant, he paused, and a chill ran through him.
It’s over!
As expected, there is a powerful figure here!
It didn't even detect his own Observation Haki; instead, it pierced straight to his heart.
He's dead!
No!
Sazir hasn't made a name for himself yet, hasn't earned the recognition of Admiral Kuro and Mr. Kuro, hasn't become an admiral, hasn't made a name for himself on this sea. He's only a colonel, and he hasn't even enjoyed any good fortune yet!
Unlike Mr. Kuro, who was always so comfortable, even when he was a colonel, he had his own base.
He himself is a veteran in the Kuro faction, so he should be able to set up a base and become a base commander, just like Admiral Kuro was when he was a colonel. He can comfortably be a local tyrant, protect a region, and become a guardian deity in that area. That way, he will gain fame, and then he can find opportunities to slowly make contributions. Sooner or later, he will fulfill his wish!
But now, he's been hit right in the heart; this is clearly a death sentence!
"Damn it, if I had known, I would have fought tooth and nail to beat up Mr. Kuro and then cursed General Kuro. That would have been a real show of strength," Sazir said with regret.
If he launches a surprise attack, he'll definitely hit Mr. Kuro, but he'll definitely lose to General Kuro, though he could at least give him a good scolding.
He still wanted to deal with Kro, who had bullied him for so long and never let him get the better of him!
Why should I?!
Why is he always the one who gets beaten up?
Why should you take your anger out on yourself?
Do you think he willingly developed this Observation Haki that allows him to foresee danger but also causes him to feel a dull ache in his body?
Yes, Sazir already knew that he had a very special kind of Observation Haki. Brother Donald and Brother Moore had both told him about it and marveled at his Observation Haki.
Others' Observation Haki is either extremely wide-ranging, can easily lock onto targets, has X-ray vision, can predict the future, and can even hear the voices of all things. As for his Observation Haki, he can 'listen' to himself and not get beaten up.
What kind of Observation Haki is that? If he had a choice, he wouldn't want it at all!
To outsiders, he was a colonel, and a colonel who was at the height of his power in the Kuro faction!
But only I know that I'm nobody!
Within the faction, he couldn't compare to anyone. Not to mention those core members who have now risen to the rank of lieutenant general, even among the lower-level members, he was clearly the first to join, the very first!
But in terms of ground skills, he seems to be inferior to everyone else.
Donald is the number one among the subordinates. Although he only follows Cass, he is respected by everyone. He is under Mr. Kuro's command, and Mr. Kuro often follows behind General Kuro. In terms of relationship, he is the closest one!
Lieutenant General Lida is out of the question, as her status is not as high as Lida's, so even Kikyo, who is under her command, dares not offend her. But Kikyo is just a cook, she is just a cook!
And then there's Fanny, at least he's more capable than Fanny, right? Turns out Fanny can also make medicine, she's a doctor, so in terms of skills, she's more versatile than him!
And there's Brother Moore, no, that guy Moore!
Although he is quite capable, he is lazy, unreliable, and unlucky, yet no one scolds or punishes him.
He's clearly quite capable, and he fights a lot!
Why, why is he always the one who gets hurt!
Mr. Crowe would beat him up whenever he felt wronged, calling it "training." What training? He was just looking for opportunities to beat him up!
And then there's Admiral Kuro. Why does he always like to vent his anger? Every time he vents his anger, he gets into trouble. He's not a punching bag!
Sazir grew angrier and angrier, and the more he thought about it, the more something seemed amiss. Gradually, a crimson light appeared in his eyes.
“How infuriating…” Sazir said slowly, baring his teeth.
Then he was taken aback; he didn't seem to be hurt at all...
He looked down and saw that the purplish-black, shadow-like spike that should have pierced his chest had vanished as if it had never existed. The purplish-black shadow on the ground had also disappeared, as if he had imagined it.
Did the screen get blurry from all the people hitting it?
Sazir shook his head and continued his previous actions, saying, "Retreat first, everyone retreat!"
"Hey, Sazir, what right do you have to order me around!"
Suddenly, a sound came from the side.
A major stared at Sazel with bloodshot eyes and roared, "You've only been in the Navy for a few years! I've earned countless merits, always charging ahead in battles against pirates, never afraid of getting hurt. On the contrary, what achievements do you have? You haven't even captured a few pirates, so why are you a colonel?!"
"You still want to order me around! You think you're so great just because you have a special ability? The Navy isn't run by you alone. You're just lucky to have a good boss, and now that good boss has become an admiral. You're truly blessed!"
"Damn it, if it were me, I would definitely have leveled up much faster than you!"
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Saziel's suppressed anger flared up instantly, as if he had a burning rage that he couldn't contain. He glared at the naval captain and demanded, "You're not satisfied?"
"Yes! I'm not convinced!" the naval lieutenant commander said. "I'm not convinced. Ask them if they respect you! If you hadn't insisted on charging in, how would we have ended up in this meat grinder-like battlefield, and how many of our comrades would have been injured!"