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...
As Donald was deep in thought, Wang Long shouted, "You don't seem to have any intention of fighting us. That's no fun. I know you want to protect these farmlands and civilians, but I need you to fight me. Otherwise, it's meaningless for me to win! Let's move on and have a fair fight!"
“It’s definitely Wang Long!” Donald nodded emphatically. “That’s always been his personality.”
"I see."
Cass nodded and shouted outside, "Then let's have a fight! Justice will not lose to evil, and the Navy will not lose to pirates!"
"Hey!"
Wang Long hugged the large stone pillar with one hand and smiled confidently: "I admire people like you, but don't get discouraged later!"
The navy and pirates began to move their positions in unison, away from the farmland, and gradually moved to a flat area.
"So, now..."
Wang Long walked to the pirates' fists, hugged the large stone pillar, his eyes ferocious, and said, "Let me crush this inexplicable white mist in a fair and square way!!"
Whoosh!
No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure suddenly emerged from the white mist, gleaming with a cold light, heading straight for Wang Long.
"oh?"
Wang Long seemed to have discovered something, and his eyes lit up.
Bang!
That speed, as fast as a star, was easily blocked by the seemingly sluggish giant who simply swung the stone pillar in front of him.
"It really is you, Donald!" Wang Long laughed happily. "When I saw the speed at which you drew your gun, I thought I had mistaken you for someone else. You joined the Navy?!"