Chapter 110
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Rumble…
The shell fell and exploded on the left side of the hull. The shock wave caused the Oro Jackson's hull to tilt sideways, and seawater splashed down and onto the deck.
It's really a headache...
Roger wiped the seawater from his face, and the crimson captain's coat behind him flew wildly under the impact of the cannon's airwaves.
Although he said it's a headache, he had a relaxed smile on his face.
Rayleigh, how about we fight Garp here?
His eyes suddenly rolled, he turned to look at Rayleigh, showed his neat white teeth, and smiled:
The navy has abandoned its baggage, and we can't get rid of them at all.
At this time, Rayleigh, who still had light blond hair and a charming temperament, twitched the corners of his mouth and said helplessly:
It's still too early for Garp to catch up with us.
You bastard just want to fight.
Roger, who was exposed, scratched his head and laughed:
Isn't there nothing we can do? That bastard Garp has been chasing us for three days and three nights, making it difficult for us to even sleep well.
He pointed at Shanks and Bucky, who looked tired. Each of the two little guys was holding a pocket dagger and nervously staring at the warship in the distance behind. The dark circles under their eyes were as heavy as if they had been hit.
If this continues, it will be fine for us old guys, but it will not be easy for them.
Hearing Roger's words, Rayleigh frowned and considered it for a moment.
Indeed, with their strength, a battle of ten days and ten nights, let alone three days and three nights, would not be a big problem.
But Shanks and Bucky are still young after all. It is not easy for them to be able to stay awake for three days and three nights. They are still vigilant now.
I'm fine!! Captain Roger!! I can still hold on! There's no problem at all!!
At this moment, Shanks suddenly took a vicious step forward, biting his tongue to let the pain dissipate the overwhelming sleepiness.
Are you right, Bucky!?
He turned to look at the shaky Bucky next to him.
Bucky held back his sleepiness and fatigue, raised his heavy eyelids, and rolled his eyes angrily.
Yes, yes, yes...
You have said so, can I still say no?
The buzzing sound of explosions suddenly sounded in the sky overhead, and more black shells fell rapidly in the smoke-filled sky.
The dense mass seemed to block out the sky and the sun, shrouding the Oro Jackson like a violent storm.
Roger!! You can't run away!!
Garp's roar came from the distant warship.
You're so noisy, Garp!! Roger yelled impatiently.
Next to him, Rayleigh held down the handle of the long sword at his waist and jumped up vigorously.
In a flash, Rayleigh's figure appeared in mid-air.
Keng!
The sharp famous sword was suddenly unsheathed, and the brilliant sword light was as bright as the Milky Way. A majestic wind erupted, intertwining with each other to form a winding tornado of sword energy, roaring into the air.
The hurricane-like tornado of sword energy instantly enveloped the fire net of falling cannonballs all over the sky.
With countless sharp cutting marks appearing on the surfaces of countless cannonballs, hundreds of cannonballs were detonated simultaneously!
Boom! !
Large groups of dazzling firelight exploded in the gloomy sky, and the orange-red fireball illuminated the sky red, like a grand fireworks display.
Just as Garp is extremely familiar with the Roger Pirates, everyone in the Roger Pirates who has fought against the Navy countless times also has an effective way to deal with the Navy's large-scale firepower coverage.
As long as they can protect the hull of the pirate ship, they still have room to escape even if they are faced with an encirclement and suppression by a large naval force.
It's endless...
Rayleigh's figure landed steadily, and as soon as he said these words, he suddenly frowned.
Click——
The mast of the Oro Jackson suddenly made a subtle blasting sound, and the sail that was originally protruding forward suddenly sank back!
The shape of the golden curly-bearded skull logo on the sail twisted.
Rayleigh's expression changed.
This is...
Huhuhu...
A strong wind rose.
The fierce wind blew up the sea and set off rough waves, howling incessantly.
The Oro Jackson's speed suddenly dropped significantly under the influence of this strong wind!
What's going on!?
The wind direction has changed!?
How can this be!
Spencer! What's the reason!?
Everyone in the Roger Pirates looked at their navigator, Spencer.
Spencer, who was holding on to the sail rope with a high ponytail and a handsome face full of nervousness at this time, said:
This strong wind is strange!! It has nothing to do with climate change!!
As soon as these words came out, everyone's pupils shrank into tiny pinpricks.
If it's not the violent winds caused by climate change...then it's due to human factors.
Could it be...
Rayleigh seemed to notice something and suddenly sighed and said in a deep voice:
Everyone, prepare to fight.
When everyone heard the words, they were startled at first, but then they immediately reacted. They didn't say much but quickly took their positions, picked up their weapons, and looked alert.
Their eyes gradually exuded strong fighting spirit.
Rayleigh looked at Roger and said with a wry smile:
You guy...we can't even run away now...
Roger was stunned for a moment, and then he opened up his sense of domineering color, and his eyes gradually burst out with excitement and eagerness to try.
Rayleigh narrowed his eyes, turned around, and looked at the distant sea in front of the pirate ship's bow.
The strong wind stirred up the waves like dragons.
Amid the roaring waves, a huge warship was crashing through the waves with unstoppable momentum and charging in their direction at full speed.
The dark and solemn word Justice looked dazzling on the wide white sail.
Garp's reinforcements...have arrived.
Rayleigh murmured.
As he finished speaking, two tall figures slowly appeared on the bow of the warship, one after the other.
The flawless white cloaks danced wildly behind them, exuding a cold and deep aura in Rayleigh's domineering perception, and they were staring at the Oro Jackson with a defiant expression.
That kid... seems to be Garp's son?
Rayleigh frowned and tightened his grip on the sword.
Wow…
The waves roared.
In Rayleigh's slightly contracted eyes, Dragon, with long black hair, grinned at them from afar.
He took a step forward and raised his palms flat. A dark green wind mass visible to the naked eye quickly gathered in his palms.
Then...
Throw it out hard!!
The dark green wind mass was thrown out by Dragon with one hand and then expanded rapidly in mid-air.
Extending, elongating, diffusing, rotating... the high-speed rotating wind mass continuously produced amazing changes in its moving trajectory...
In less than a few seconds, it turned into a huge sea tornado that connected the sky and the earth!!
Hurricane·Burial!