Chapter 85

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Chapter 85: It's Me

Snowflakes fell.

After Byrnndi Waldo and his group passed through a forest covered in silver, their view opened up. 

On the snow-capped plain, a dozen figures in black mafia suits stood with vigilant expressions. Wooden boxes were stacked behind them. Byrnndi Waldo's mouth curled into a mocking grin.

"Where's that kid Doflamingo? What's the matter? Is he afraid to come over and handle such important business in person? The so-called king of the North Blue underground world... Ha! Just a rat hiding in a stinky ditch. How ridiculous!"

The members of the Donquixote Family looked ashen-faced. They dared not speak out under Byrnndi Waldo's ridicule.

"Lord Doflamingo has important things to do and can't spare the time," one of the mafia members bowed slightly.

Byrnndi Waldo glanced at him, "So, has everything I asked for arrived?"

The leading mafia member raised his hand, and the others behind him immediately took action. They brought forWorld large wooden boxes and pried them open with an iron bar.

"The munitions enough to equip 3,000 people are all of the best standard."

Byrnndi Waldo sneered and waved. The already red-faced members of the World Pirates immediately rushed forWorld, taking up weapons from the straw-filled wooden boxes.

"Hahahaha!! Boss Waldo! It's indeed the best!"

"This kind of equipment... even the armies of some countries that join the World Government don't have this!"

The pirates played with the guns in their hands excitedly and couldn't put them down. Byrnndi Waldo smiled with satisfaction and asked again, "What about the most important thing?"

The leading mafia member said in a deep voice, "Also ready."

As he spoke, he turned around and came to the edge of the snow-covered forest. He bent down and groped on the ground for a while. Then he seemed to have caught something and pulled hard!

A large expanse of snow was lifted. As snowflakes flew up, a terrifying object covered by a canvas was revealed. The huge black and shiny gun barrel had a smooth surface. The diameter of the barrel was more than 3 meters, and its length was over 8 meters. In the black hole of the muzzle, there was a strong smell of gunpowder.

With two huge discs as wheels, the entire cannon stood in the pale snow like an irregular black steel behemoth, which was daunting.

The moment he saw this giant cannon, Byrnndi Waldo's eyes ignited with a strong light.

Whoosh!

His figure suddenly disappeared and, in the next second, reappeared next to the cannon like a ghost. He stretched out his hand to gently touch and caress the behemoth. Byrnndi Waldo's expression gradually twisted with excitement.

"What about the shells?"

"They're over here," the mafia member replied. He walked aside and pulled up a canvas hidden under the ice and snow, revealing the ammunition box underneath.

"The scale of this heavy artillery is unprecedented. It took a lot of resources to build. Its range can easily exceed 3 nautical miles. With this special shell, its power is enough to easily sink a large warship."

Byrnndi Waldo grinned, "I don't believe your assessment. It's better to test weapons like this yourself."

He opened the ammunition box, easily picked up a black cannonball with a diameter of more than two meters, and stuffed it into the huge barrel. The tail of the ignited fuse swayed in the strong wind, and the blooming sparks illuminated Byrnndi Waldo's ambitious face.

Next second—

Boom!

Accompanied by a deafening noise, the snow hanging on the jungle within a radius of 100 meters was shaken off by the tremendous volume.

Under the flames of the gun barrel, the black cannonball drew a parabola high in the air and sank heavily into the top of a distant snow-capped mountain.

Boom!

Heart-pounding groans and vibrations came from the ground beneath our feet. Surging flames shot up from the mountain top, and the huge amount of snow kept shaking. It was engulfed in the rocks generated by the bombing and continued to collapse.

Everyone stared, dumbfounded at the horrific scene of gradually collapsing, almost smoothed hills and peaks. They couldn't help but gasp.

"Hahahahahaha!!! That's right!! That's what it feels like!!!"

The swaying flames reflected the sky red. Billowing black smoke rose, illuminating Byrnndi Waldo's face in bright and dark colors. He laughed wildly.

Byojack looked at the terrifying power of this bombardment, his face full of shock. His mind went blank.

My brother didn't use his Devil Fruit ability just now!

In other words, this exaggerated power comes purely from this heavy cannon!

It's hard to imagine how exaggerated this kind of bombardment would be if Byrnndi Waldo's fruit increased it a hundred times.

Maybe... maybe... it can really easily blow up a town, no, an island... even directly raze Naval Headquarters to the ground with one shot!?

For a moment, Byojack couldn't believe his judgment.

"Very good, that brat Doflamingo did not disappoint me. I'm very satisfied."

Byrnndi Waldo gently patted the black barrel.

"The reputation of the Donquixote Family in the underground world is well known in North Blue," the mafia member bowed slightly.

"Well, but now we have only tested this heavy cannon, and other munitions have not been tested yet..."

Byrnndi Waldo's mouth suddenly curled up.

The mafia member was taken aback suddenly.

Bang bang bang!

Intensive and short gunshots suddenly exploded.

The mafia member's eyes widened.

On the snow not far away, all his partners had fallen to the ground, their bodies covered with bullet craters. Blood oozed from under the corpses, staining the snow red.

The members of the World Pirates grinned cruelly, white smoke emitting from the muzzles of their brand-new weapons.

"How dare you—"

Boom!

The mafia member's head tilted to the left, and a bright red flower of blood exploded on his forehead.

His body fell heavily to the ground. His gradually blurred pupils fixedly stared at Byrnndi Waldo, and blood gushed from his mouth.

"Master Doflamingo... no, Master Darren... will not... let go... of you..."

Byrnndi Waldo slowly withdrew the flintlock gun that was emitting white smoke. He walked up to the mafia member with a grin and looked down at him condescendingly.

"I know that kid Doflamingo...but who is Darren?"

He sneered and suddenly frowned.

Buzz buzz!

A sharp buzzing sound approached crazily from a far distance at a frightening speed!

It was the movement caused by some kind of object rapidly cutting the air!

Byrnndi Waldo's eyes froze. A strange red light flashed in the depths of his pupils.

He turned around abruptly without looking and pushed out his rough palm heavily.

Boom!

The bursting wind made the snow roar. Byrnndi Waldo's body moved back one meter, plowing a dent in the ground, and the gray cloak behind him fluttered endlessly.

A streamlined metal skateboard was firmly held in mid-air by him, and its tail swayed endlessly due to the strong propulsion.

He narrowed his eyes.

"It's me."

A deep voice suddenly sounded behind him.