A group of famous pirates rushed over. An ordinary navy officer would naturally be intimidated, but Cass and his crew were different.
Seemingly sensing the killing intent, Cass and his crew had just laid the pirates down when they turned around and saw the blond man rushing towards them with lightning speed, wielding a weapon that looked like a cane, and smashing it down.
Cass and the others neither dodged nor avoided the pirate, and roared at him, "Justice will never be yielded!"
With his roar, the marines formed a battle formation, facing the charging pirates without fear, not only refusing to retreat but also attempting to counterattack.
This imposing aura is indeed awe-inspiring.
But facing a high-ranking officer of the Red-Haired Pirates, although he was surprised, he could still scatter this strangely imposing marine if he used his cane.
Just one strike...
call!
Suddenly, he felt a sharp sensation behind him.
The blond man gritted his teeth, ignoring the chill emanating from behind him, and swung his cane at the enemy.
In any case, once this problem is solved, everything else will be easier to handle.
After all, that troublesome navy officer was just one person, while this was a group of people. He could certainly tell which was more important.
It was worth getting injured for it!
Just then, a sudden jolt rose from beneath his feet, causing him to stumble to the side and his cane, which he was about to slam down, to miss its mark.
Kuro appeared behind him and mercilessly slashed at his head.
He wouldn't let this rare opportunity slip by.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out beside him. Kuro's pupils contracted, and he changed the direction of his black sword, slashing vertically. With a sound of flesh being pierced, a spray of blood spurted out. Then, using the force of the vertical slash, he suddenly spun around, turning his body to the back, and at the same time kicked the blond man away. Then, he raised the blade upwards, deflecting the incoming bullet with a burst of sparks.
That's Beckman.
"You rascal..."
Beckman looked at the severed arm on the ground, his face quite grim.
"What a pity, we almost lost one of your cadres..."
Kuro brushed the blood off Qiushui and stood in front of Cass.
"The Mysterious Art of the Unknown Divine Style: Black Tortoise!"
Seeing the numerous pirates charging towards him, Kuro flashed his blade, and his body enveloped a phantom of a Xuanwu (a mythical tortoise). A subordinate struck the tortoise shell, but despite the sound, the shell did not budge an inch.
Beckman was about to raise his gun to attack, but suddenly became alert, turned around and swung the butt of his gun to deflect the beam of light that suddenly attacked him. Then he saw Kizaru's body appear in the air, pointing his finger and saying, "Don't ignore me, Ben Beckman."
"Take care of those navy sailors first!" Beckman shouted.
Even if the vice admirals gain the advantage, it is still individual combat power. No matter how strong one person is, they cannot instantly kill a large number of enemies. Those who remain are all elite pirates who can withstand Conqueror's Haki.
Unlike those strange marines, who might not be strong enough to deal with a single officer, they were capable of inflicting massive damage on elite pirates.
Pirates will inevitably suffer casualties, but the premise for these casualties is that they can exchange one for one or even one for several, causing equal casualties to the Navy, rather than simply suffering casualties without achieving anything.
A group of officers were seen circling Kuro's shield, preparing to break through and deal with Cass.
Seeing this, Kuro smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, and said, "Grandpa!"
Immediately, the snake-like eyes on the tortoise shell glared at the group of pirate officers.
The Xuanwu Mystic Art is the only one without any offensive power, but in return, it provides a powerful defensive force that can lock down and block the enemy.
Their bodies froze instantly, and then Kizaru crossed his arms in mid-air.
"The Eight-Foot Jade Curved Jewel!"
A barrage of lasers swept towards the pirate officers, bombarding the ground.
"hateful!"
Beckman instinctively reached for Kizaru to shoot, but at that moment, a gust of cold wind swirled around him.
He was startled, and with his other hand clenched into a fist, he punched the aura with overwhelming force.
That's Kuro.
However, the punch missed its mark. Beckman's fist deflected Kuro's body, turning it into a ripple-like shadow that spread out and disappeared.
Fake?
Boom boom boom!
A massive amount of laser light overwhelmed Beckman.
Meanwhile, Kuro was running towards Shanks, who was being entangled by Sengoku and Garp!
The speed is exceptionally fast.
If you look closely, you'll notice that his speed is in a very abnormal state, completely out of sync with the movements of those around him, as if he's sped up.
This is five times the speed of Cassius, which is now being applied to Kuro.
This war cannot be dragged out any longer; the longer it drags on, the greater the losses to the navy will be.
As Momonga once said, it's absurd to deliberately sacrifice the lives of the Marines in order to kill pirates.
The strategic objective has been achieved; now all that's needed is to bring it to an end.
The other party wanted to stall, but Kuro's goal was simpler: to prevent them from stalling.
At this moment, the cadres were held back by the old man, while the lieutenant general was also on his way. A gap had appeared on the battlefield, which was their backbone on the battlefield, the red-haired man!
Once the opposing veteran is forced to retire, the game is over!
"The Ultimate Secret of the Unknown Divine Style..."
Seemingly sensing the surging killing intent, Sengoku and Garp exchanged a glance and increased the frequency of their attacks, not allowing him a moment's relaxation.
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