People are pirates, and a sheep comes to open the gate of heaven

Before long, Morgans had assembled all newspaper staff.

Aoun also sent everyone present to the sky courtyard as agreed.

After observing in the sky courtyard for a while, he made sure that everything was normal. The newspaper was also speeding up printing. After all the truth could be made public tomorrow morning, Aoun planned to go back and join his crew, but he saw a figure blocking him. in front of.

"After planning for a long time, I finally found this opportunity. It's just you alone, without any companions."

The visitor looked at Aoun with a smile, and unconsciously stretched out his tongue to lick the corners of his lips:

"Even I have to admit that your group of companions is indeed a bit too troublesome. If you don't get rid of them, it will not be easy to deal with you."

"In addition... Eric Aoun, this guy is indeed as powerful as the rumors say, and his vitality seems to be endless!"

Aoun looked at the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him and talked to himself and tilted his head unconsciously.

The man was tall and thin, with black hair braided into two braids hanging on his shoulders.

The red eyebrows are like two curly sickles, and there is a gold chain connected to the right earlobe hanging from the corner of the mouth.

He was wearing a plum-red shirt and blood-red trousers, with a large blood-red cloak on his back, and he always held a blue bat-handled umbrella in his hand.

I seem to have seen this kind of dress somewhere before...

As if he heard Aoun's thoughts, the man in red smiled and said:

"Do you need me to introduce myself first? My name is Baloric Redfield. You can call me 'The Red Earl' or...'The Alone Red'!"

It wasn't until he heard the name "Lonely Red" that Aoun suddenly realized it.

No wonder this guy looks familiar. This guy is clearly a big boss that has never appeared in the original work and only appeared in the spin-off game.

The specific strength of this person is unknown, but in the game settings, he can be compared with Roger the Pirate King, Whitebeard, and Golden Lion.

Aoun has never played this game in his previous life, and has never even played it online. He has only heard about some of this guy's basic abilities. He knows that he is a born strong man who can listen to the voices of others. In addition, there is a person who can The transformed civet cat pet is called "Padong". He himself went through all kinds of hardships to find the bat fruit, fantasy beast species and vampire form, and restored his youth through his ability.

"Padong? Why do you know my childhood nickname, the civet cat that can transform, the game settings, your past life??? What weird things are you thinking about!"

Aoun:? ? ?

Redfield:? ? ?

The two people looked at each other with confused expressions.

Aoun thought in his mind, "Damn it, this guy's ability to listen to people's voices is so good. He even waited for you to hear that he is a time traveler?"

"In addition, he has no idea what's going on with Pa Dong? Could it be that his time travel brought about some kind of butterfly effect, causing him to obtain the vampire fruit by his own power before he even met Pa Dong?"

And Redfield was thinking, "Why does this guy feel like his brain is not normal?" "Previous lives, time travel, original comics, side story games, what are these things?"

"Could it be that this guy is not from this world, and the world they live in is just a story in the world he lived with before?"

The two of them stood there for a long time, both of them extremely shocked, and then they both had murderous intentions in their hearts.

His identity as a time traveler must not be exposed, Redfield must die! /If I could gain this guy’s memory and vitality, wouldn’t I be able to become the strongest in the world?

"It looks like we've gone to the same place!"

Aoun guessed what the red count was thinking just by looking at his face.

On the other side, the Red Earl did not hide his true inner thoughts, and just nodded silently:

"I really didn't expect that one day, with my ability to listen to other people's voices, I would be able to hear such extraordinary things. Everything that happened here was just a story from another world?

This kind of thing is so amazing... you know? You guys make me feel kind of scary.

This power does not come from you yourself, but from the impact of information you bring to me.

I thought that I was not released by the man named Marshall D. Teach, but I just wanted to come out on my own.

Because Newgate is dead...the old guys on the sea have lost their glory, so I want to inherit their will, become the last glory of our era, find the only treasure, and become the new generation of Pirate King.

But now, you make me doubt whether these things are my true thoughts, whether I sincerely want to do this, or whether someone from another world, the guy who created me, wants me to do this. That's it?

Or maybe, everything we are doing now is just a story in the mind of another creator? "

"What four-dimensional universe..."

Aoun couldn't help but complain.

"Four-dimensional universe?" Redfield pondered this difficult word and couldn't help but sigh:

"Eric Aoun, I am becoming more and more curious about you. I really can't wait to receive all your memories and see that other magical and magnificent world!"

Whoosh!

After finishing speaking, Redfield's figure flashed and appeared in front of Orn in an instant. The bat-shaped umbrella in his hand was thrust straight towards Orn's face.

clang!

A silver warhammer appeared in Ornn's hand. The wide hammer body just blocked the sharp tip at the front of the umbrella.

Aoun squeezed Mjolnir tightly in his hand and couldn't help but let out a cold snort:

"I'm not sharing my memories with other people!"

Crack!

The next second, terrifying thunder exploded on Mjolnir's hammer.

Just when Ornn was about to catch the opponent off guard with Mjolnir's thunder, he suddenly heard Redfield say:

"Thunder's hammer, which can release thunder... is actually a weapon you made using artifacts from other stories? How amazing!"

At the same time, Redfield smiled slightly, and the bat umbrella he stabbed suddenly moved down, avoiding the thunder released by Mjolnir's hammer, and instead used the umbrella to stab Ornn's feet.

钉~

The dark armed color appeared on Ornn's instep. Under the double blessing of his superb armed color domineering and strong physical strength, Redfield's umbrella sword failed in vain, and even broke through Ornn. No defense can do it.

Correspondingly, Redfield frowned unconsciously, feeling pain as if something had pricked his instep.

Just when he was puzzled by this sudden appearance of power, in the next second, his brows widened again:

"So that's it...the armor made of thorn fruits can reflect part of the damage you receive to others when you wear it. You really have a lot of cards. No wonder you were able to do it in such a short time. Raised to such a terrifying level.”