Pirate's Swordsman

Snag's roar did not receive any response.

Behind a chocolate hut a hundred meters away from him, a large amount of thick dark green liquid suddenly spewed out from the wall, turning the nearby ground into a swamp.

In the swamp, Kira's head slowly floated up. He turned his face sideways and glanced in Snag's direction, and the corners of his mouth behind the mask curved sarcastically.

"As expected of one of the four dessert generals, he is indeed ridiculously strong."

He murmured softly, then shook his head slightly.

"pity"

"I don't need to defeat you, and I don't need to have a head-on confrontation at all. I just need to use my fruit power to entangle you and not add chaos to the battle."

Kira knew her mission very well, and she also knew that although her strength had increased rapidly after entering the new world, there was still a visible gap between her and the generals of the Charlotte family.

under these circumstances.

The best choice is to make full use of the characteristics of your own natural Devil Fruit and use the intricate terrain nearby to hold the opponent down.

Da da da

Fierce gunfire sounded continuously, and along with the dazzling fire, Gatling's six gun barrels continued to rotate, shooting wildly at the thick snow wall above.

However, apart from leaving rows of dense holes, the machine gun fire had no effect. The dome formed by ice and snow still stood as before, without any sign of collapse.

"asshole"

The nineteenth son of the Charlotte family, Cheese Minister Charlotte Mondor angrily smashed the Gatling on her shoulder to the ground and roared towards the wall of ice and snow above:

"You stinky bitch outside, wait for me. If you can, keep us trapped here. Otherwise, you will look good when we get out."

After finishing speaking, he glanced around with lingering anger, gritted his teeth and said: "Why are you still standing there, why don't you quickly find a way to open an opening?"

Surrounding him were five or six people including Tablett, the Minister of Ingredients, Saint-Marc, the Minister of Essences, and Poke Mousse, a cadre from the fur tribe.

But at this moment, this group of people looked at each other, looking at each other for a long time, with helpless expressions on their faces.

"The snow wall is too thick."

Pokomus frowned and said, "My claws and slashes can't split it completely. Unless I'm in Moon Lion form, there's really nothing I can do."

"The idea of ​​returning to Moon Lion form is quite beautiful."

Mondor glared at him, "So what if it's a full moon night? Can you see the moon in the sky when you are trapped in this snow house?"

"" Pokomus was stunned and couldn't hold back his words for a long time.

"Damn it, I'm in trouble this time."

Seeing that no one could come up with an effective solution, Mondor stomped the ground angrily and said bitterly, "I didn't expect that the green-haired woman was actually a natural Devil Fruit user. If I had known we were here, Let’s not divide our troops, let’s focus on dealing with this bitch first.”

"Now that we're all stuck here, there's no point in talking about it."

The Essence Minister St. Mark next to him frowned slightly. He stretched out his hand from his armor, felt the temperature changes in the outside world, and said in a subtle tone:

"The temperature is getting colder and colder. If it continues like this, we may be frozen inside."

"Don't worry too much."

Porkmus came back to his senses at this time, pushed up his sunglasses, and consoled him: "I remember that Lord Smoothie was in the nearby area when the war started. If she found out about the situation in the igloo here, she would definitely not I’ll leave it alone, and we’ll be able to go out when the time comes.”

"yes"

The Minister of Ingredients, Tablett, suddenly became energetic and spoke confidently: "As long as Sister Smoothie takes action, that stinky green-haired woman will definitely be no match. She will be beaten down in two or three strokes."

As soon as these words came out, several people nodded in agreement.

"Ugh."

Mondor was the only one who was not so optimistic. He raised his head through the flying snow and looked at the high ice and snow dome, his eyes full of worry:

"I hope so."

Meanwhile, the outside world.

In the cold white mist, Monet borrowed the wings transformed from the ice to float quietly in mid-air, looking at the snow house below with a look of satisfaction.

She turned her head slightly and made an OK gesture to baby5 who was not far away. The latter immediately understood. After nodding, he disappeared into the alley with his sniper rifle, heading towards another group of people who were fighting against the Gale Pirates. The Charlotte family cadres pounced.

And right now.

An icy cold roar suddenly came from above:

"How dare you do something to my brothers?"

Monet's eyes moved slightly and he looked up, just in time to see Smoothie appearing in the air dozens of meters away, looking at him angrily.

At this time, she seemed to have used the water stored in her body in advance, and her height soared to about ten meters. From a distance, she looked as majestic as a mountain peak.

嗤

Accompanied by the sudden sound of breaking wind, Smuji suddenly took action and struck with a sword from a distance of dozens of meters in the air.

The sword energy carrying the breath of water roared and surged, like a flash flood, unstoppable.

"not good"

Monet noticed that the target of this sword was the igloo below. His expression immediately changed, and he activated his ability without hesitation, transforming into a huge ice claw in mid-air, hoping to wait until the sword energy arrived. Block it before the ground.

But, at this moment.

A purple sword energy suddenly shot out from the other direction, and before the crampon, it collided with Smoothie's sword energy.

boom

Amidst the explosion, the aqua blue sword energy instantly disintegrated and dissipated, while the dark purple sword energy only dimmed slightly in luster, and then continued to rush towards Smoothie.

"what what"

The purple sword energy continued to expand in his eyes. Smoothie was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly. He hurriedly held the sword with both hands and slashed out, blocking the sword in time.

However, although he was blocked, at the moment when the sword blades crossed, Smoothie felt a mysterious attraction coming from the sword energy.

Caught off guard, she was not even able to withstand it, and was forced to fall downwards for more than ten meters before she stabilized her body.

"Sorry, ma'am."

A quiet and mellow voice came from behind. Smooth turned around and saw that the innocent-looking Fujitora appeared there dozens of meters in the air opposite him. He slowly took back the sword in his hand:

"Although it is a little abrupt to draw the sword rashly, your opponent is the one below."

"smile"

Smoothie looked at the fat uncle who appeared in front of him with surprise and uncertainty, and said in a solemn tone:

"Why are you here? Weren't you at three o'clock just now, fighting against Katakuri-nii-san?"

"Ah, that's right."

Fujitora nodded, pointed to somewhere on the ground, and explained sincerely:

"And not only just now, I'm still fighting Katakuri-dono right now. But this seems not enough, I need to add you to it."

"You are just a blind man who talks so loudly, and you still want to fight one against two, what are you kidding about?"

Smoothie sneered and was about to say something sarcastic when his eyes followed the direction Fujitora was pointing and saw Katakuri on the grassland over there, being suppressed by a hundred times gravity and unable to move.

She suddenly showed a look of disbelief on her face and couldn't help shouting:

"How can it be"