Chapter 19 Give Devil Fruit To Murlocs

Chapter 19 Give Devil Fruit To Murlocs

Celestial Dragons are always on top.

Usually when someone is beaten, Admiral will come over to protect him. When has he been killed again?

"Bold, you dare to attack the Celestial Dragons!"

Lynch's act of killing Celestial Dragons in the street frightened the CPs around him half to death. Dozens of CPs came towards Lynch to kill him.

"You slaves are loyal to your master."

Lynch spent a lot of effort to kill dozens of CP members.

Those at the forefront now are all senior CPs, and their strength is not weak.

Unfortunately, this is Mariejois, and CP is constantly being killed.

Hundreds more CP members surrounded them. Lynch couldn't afford it and used his speed to get rid of these people.

Moving closer to the east, you can see the slaves who are constantly escaping and the murlocs setting fire everywhere.

There are also some fishmen and slaves fighting against the CP organization that has arrived.

These slaves are extraordinary, otherwise they would not become slaves of Celestial Dragons. Many of them were once great pirates.

He even saw Arlong fighting against the CP organization while protecting the fish-man slaves, which stunned Lynch. It seemed that if there was a boss who could suppress Arlong, Arlong would not be too evil.

"Where's your boss?" He grabbed a fishman and asked.

"It's Nighthawk. The boss is at the edge of the cliff. Please cross quickly. We won't be able to hold on much longer."

As more and more members of the CP organization arrived, the Sun Pirates were retreating steadily.

On the cliff edge of Red Line, slaves jumped into the inflatable boats snatched from the Mariejois warehouse one by one. A large number of inflatable boats covered the cliff edge.

"Murloc Karate·Air Explosion!"

Tiger roared and punched the air, and the strong wind drove several inflatable boats off the cliff.

The inflatable boat that was washed down was as light as a fallen leaf and was enough to fall safely to the sea.

"Awesome technique."

As he got closer, Lynch noticed that Tiger's face was covered in sweat, and he didn't know how many punches he had thrown.

"Nighthawk." Tiger gasped, "You're back."

Lynch looked at the sweat-soaked murloc and suddenly felt a sense of respect.

There are not many such good people left.

"I killed a few Celestial Dragons. If the World government can't find me, I should be remembered on your head." Lynch got straight to the point,

"After today, you should quickly find a place to live in seclusion and don't come out again for at least ten years, otherwise your life will be in danger."

A Devil Fruit, a ring, and a pair of exquisite earrings were handed over to Tiger by Lynch.

"This Devil Fruit should be Zoan. It can save your life if you are seriously injured and dying in the future."

"As for these earrings and rings, please secretly give them to a slave named Hancock and Koala, and help me get them back home safely. I owe you a favor."

If he remembered correctly, Tiger would be seriously injured and die soon. If possible, he wanted to keep Tiger.

With today's friendship, Tiger will play an important role in his plan for The Fish Men Island.

Hearing that Nighthawk dared to kill Celestial Dragons, Tiger was horrified but did not blame him.

Anyway, don't worry if there are too many lice. After tonight, they will be hunted down by the World Government no matter what.

Even if he wasn't the scapegoat, he would laugh and praise Nighthawk.

For Tiger, who had been a slave for three years, he also hated the Celestial Dragons from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Nighthawk, I will help you if you ask me, but this Devil Fruit..." Tiger hesitated.

"Take it, I hope you won't need it, but there is a precaution in everything."

Letting fishmen eat Devil Fruit is probably something only Lynch can think of.

Turn the murlocs into landlubbers.

"Okay." Tiger accepted with a wry smile.

Tiger lost his strength, and the remaining inflatable boat was able to jump down the cliff by itself, and without the help of magic, how long he could survive at such a height depended on God's will.

"Boss Tiger, we can't stand it anymore!"

A large group of murlocs ran over in panic from a distance, and half of the leader Jinbei's body was beaten to a bloody pulp.

Arlong in the rear was limping while running, and his calf was pierced by a spear.

Compared to when they arrived, the number of members of the Sun Pirates had dropped by one-third.

Countless members of the CP organization filled the mountains and plains, chasing Jinbei and others.

Tiger glanced at the slaves who were still coming and sighed deeply. He knew that these slaves could no longer leave.

But the fellow fishmen who came with him must leave here alive.

"This is my last order as the captain. The Sun Pirates obey the order and return to the original route and leave here. Don't look back. I will break up the rear!" Tiger clenched his fists and shouted.

"Brother Tiger!" Xiaoba cried.

"Stop talking nonsense, how could we abandon you." Jinbei's fish eyes were as red as blood.

"Someone must cut off the queen, otherwise everyone will die here. As the captain, this is my mission, no need to say more."

Tiger tried to wrap his fists with weapons, but was exhausted by the force of his actions and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, a long and strong hand grabbed Tiger's shoulder. It was Lynch.

"You can't complete the separation in this state, so I'll do it."

"Brother Nighthawk!"

Tiger looked surprised. He was already prepared to die here today.

"Let's go, don't forget what I asked you to do."

Lynch patted Tiger on the shoulder, raised his sword and faced the army.

"Brother Nighthawk, our Sun Pirates will always remember your kindness today." Tiger knew that now was not the time to hesitate, so he took his companions on the inflatable boat and jumped off the cliff.

"If you want to pursue me, ask me about the knife in my hand first!" Lynch raised his sword to stop the army.

In the world of One Piece, swords are not branch houses. They are clearly called swordsmen and swordsmen, so the swords here can also be called swords.

The chasing CP was surprised to see that the person blocking the road was not a fish-man, but a human.

"Who are you and what is your relationship with those fish-men?!"

"Forget it, it's the same thing if I catch you and torture you slowly."

"shave!"

A group of people from the CP organization quickly came to Lynch using Marine Six Styles' shavers.

"Gun point."

Countless fingers were poking at Lynch from all directions like bullets.

The power of the gun pointer is enough to pierce the steel plate, leaving a bloody hole in the body.

Damn, bully me for not being able to use Marine Six Styles now, right?

Lynch pulled out another knife from his waist and said, "Two-sword style: Worrying Wind!"

With Lynch at the center, a powerful tornado shatters approaching enemies into pieces.

The enemy died screaming.

"Headbutt."

"Big blast!"

"Two Swordsman Style: Wheel Tomb."

Lynch chopped down everyone with a knife, but was also embarrassed by the overwhelming power.

He relied on one person to fight against thousands of elite CPs.

If his Conqueror's weren't so recognizable, it wouldn't be so troublesome to fight these guys.