Chapter 116
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The body was shaking... trembling violently.
Death gripped Darren's heart like a nightmare, almost suffocating him.
The biting cold rain slapped his cheek and then bounced away.
It was as if the energy of every muscle, every tendon, and even every cell had been completely drained by the crazy influx of adrenaline.
In the reflection of his pupils, the furious, unruly, and arrogant face of the future Pirate King, as well as the supremely sharp sword dragging black and red lightning, zoomed in at an alarming speed...
If you don't retreat... you will die.
Will definitely die.
The man in front of me is the future Pirate King. He has killed the Conquerer Rocks and stands at the top of the world in terms of combat power!
Even a genius like Dragon, who was as strong as a monster, was directly and seriously injured by Roger's sword!
I haven't mastered the Armed Haki yet, and I don't even have the ability to buffer damage with the elemental form of a natural Devil Fruit... It's impossible to take this blow forcefully!
If it is connected hard, he will definitely die on the spot!
Want to retreat?
Gotta retreat.
Do I have to... back off...?
No!
Darren's body suddenly stopped trembling, his eyes suddenly condensed, and his black pupils were instantly filled with bloodshot veins that were almost crazy and fierce.
An indescribable anger surged out of his chest, and then turned into a ferocious smile.
After countless near-death fights, hellish training day after day, and careful management in Beihai for so many years, he finally got a place in the officer training camp, walked out of Beihai, and stepped onto the world stage...
The reason... isn't it just to have a good fight with world-class strong men like Roger, Whitebeard, and Golden Lion who cross the sea!?
And now, the future Pirate King Gol D. Roger is right in front of him!
I won't retreat!
Darren roared with red eyes.
A majestic momentum erupted from his body, and the Conquerer-colored domineering energy released by Roger collided with each other in the air, like two spherical cyclones, colliding with each other in the sky!
Darren's long-suppressed domineering aura... finally exploded and was released at this moment!
Crackling... countless lightning bolts suddenly appeared in the void, causing Roger's movements to stagnate slightly and his pupils to shrink slightly.
Conquerer and domineering!?
Garp and Dragonbelow both exclaimed.
You are actually the owner of the 'King's Spirit,' which is really rare in the navy... But your spirit is too weak, navy brat!
Roger suddenly burst into laughter and held the famous sword in his hands at the same time.
Viewed from a distance, it seemed as if it was dragging bunches of black-red electric light that spewed out and fell violently!
Click!
Darren's domineering cyclone was like shattered glass, suddenly shattered and shattered under this overbearing sword.
Darren!
Kake roared with red eyes.
Gion clenched his fists tightly.
Garp used Moon Step eagerly, with cold sweat on his forehead.
Dragon's heart sank.
"That's it!"
Roger yelled.
Death... comes.
At this moment, Darren's heart stopped beating, and countless images emerged in his mind.
Strength... Physique... Domineering...
In the battle with Waldo, every movement of the legendary pirate's fists clearly appeared before his eyes.
It was like a spiritual light penetrated his chaotic and dark mind.
The thrilling feeling of leaping to the top of the mountain made his trembling and tense muscles instantly relax. He understood everything instantly. He should have thought of it a long time ago. Once your physique exceeds 60, you will have a defensive hardness comparable to steel. If your agility exceeds 60, you will be able to master an instant burst of speed that is not inferior to that of the Navy's Sixth Form Shave.
And if the strength exceeds 60...
Darren's eyes flashed with astonishing light. That is... Armed Color... hardened!
He snapped.
Along with the surge of blood and the infusion of strength in the body, the Commodore's fist... A jet-black, shiny, metal-like invisible armor quickly covered his right fist!
There was no time to carefully comprehend this new and unfamiliar power. Darren, with a sinister expression on his face, punched out with a sinister smile. He faced that unparalleled divine avoidance slash... without flinching!
——Confront the Pirate King!!
Keng!!
Like the roar of a massive bell exploding in the sky, surging waves of air centered on the two people and spread violently in all directions. The sea once again set off rough waves.
In everyone's frozen eyes,
Click!
The armed domineering armor on the Commodore's fist only lasted for a moment before dense cracks appeared and suddenly shattered. The armed color is domineering and broken; the steely skin breaks; the tough muscles beneath the skin break apart.
Darren's entire arm exploded into a bloody mist, and the muscles stained with blood were torn apart.
God avoids!!
Following Roger's roar, a violent sword light hit Darren's chest hard! This strike spread from the left side of his neck to the right side of his abdomen, almost cutting open his entire body, and his ribs were clearly visible. Large clumps of blood splashed out, flying up and splattering on Roger's face.
Darren's face instantly lost all color as if struck by lightning. Everyone on the deck of the Oro Jackson could clearly see that as Roger slashed with his sword, the Commodore suddenly bent his body, as if his whole body was broken from the center, like a broken doll, pointing downwards.
Roger, you bastard!
Garp finally arrived, and a punch wrapped with black lightning hit Roger like a meteor.
Roger was just about to take action. But at this moment, Darren, who was falling at high speed, gritted his teeth, raised his hand with great difficulty, and said with a ferocious smile: At least... get some interest back!
After completing this action, he suddenly saw a tall figure leaping from the warship, and the next second he ran into a warm embrace. At the same time, Roger was stunned and felt a sudden strong tug on his belt. But under the pressure from Garp, he could no longer care too much and swung his sword to block.
Keng!!
Boom!!
The fists and swords clashed, sparks flew everywhere, and air waves erupted. Roger's face suddenly turned as red as pig liver. His lower body suddenly became chilly.
He looked down. The scene that caught his eye almost made his vision go dark. His waistband with metal buttons was actually dragged down by that force, along with his black trousers... All that was left of his lower body was a pair of bright red pants!
Hahahaha!! Roger, your pants are down!!
Garp laughed.
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