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...
They were afraid of being used as a punching bag.
Finally, it was Kro, descending rapidly using Moonwalk, who arrived at the port.
The moment he landed, his body also moved backward, slightly behind Sazir.
He was the slowest to arrive, so it was best not to provoke Mr. Kuro at this time. If he were to vent his anger on someone, you would be in trouble.
Tap tap tap tap...
Footsteps could be heard from outside.
The gates were opened, and a large number of naval personnel assembled urgently.
That's when Moore finally appeared.
After sending Kuro's subordinates to their destination, he notified the G-3 naval captain to come over.
Without turning his head, Kuro asked, "Moore, can your abilities be applied to the sea?"
"I'm afraid that won't work."
Moore hesitated for a moment: "With a beacon, I need a fixed place to land, but if I teleport there, I'll sink to the bottom of the sea."
"That's easy."
Kuro reached out and gave him a firm grip.
The sky was filled with black dots that resembled a meteor shower.
A large number of stones fell from the sky and remained suspended in mid-air.
"Using this as the physical entity, can you teleport away from the Golden Lion?" Kuro asked, squinting.
"It will be very physically demanding. With such a large size and so many people, I can't sustain it for more than a few times," Moore answered honestly.
"That's enough, a little more is better than nothing, I'll take care of the rest..."
Kuro said in a deep voice, "Ain, you take command."
"Yes, Lieutenant General Kuro."
Ain stepped closer together and saluted.
"Everyone on board! Target: Camoro Island, southwest!" Kuro gritted his teeth and said, "No one is allowed to attack the Navy in the G-3 area!"