Chapter 89: Chasing the Ship!

The Blade of Hot Flame, like the whistle of a gale, instantly fell from the sky and then hurled into the warships.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of explosions occurred. It was a calm sea surface. It was immediately boiled up by high temperature, a continuous stream of white fog rushed upwards toward a high altitude.

"Help!"

"It's on fire, it's all on fire!"

"Jump into the sea, jump down!"

The voice of the high-rank marines came from time to time, and their faces were blue and stunned.

No one could have imagined that Rogen's blow had such power. Five vice admirals were standing there, but in the face of that invincible attack, they didn't know how to resist it.

A flame blow, which has spread for thousands of meters, seemed like it was coming from the HELL, and like the gods were angry. They have nothing to do.

That cut, fast and deadly, like a meteorite landing, straight into the sea, landed on the warship.

In an instant, eight warships were split in two, followed by inferno flames burning into the sky.

One blow, just a blow, and thousands of marines' forces collapsed.

Hearing the cold voice in his mind, Rogen laughed and then his figure disappeared quickly from there by just a step.

It was almost six hours since Jason and the others left the island.

The rest of the seas would be much more sparse than the following dense marines distribution of Baterilla.

In this way, Jason and the others should be safe at the moment.

Silently relieved, Rogen took out the den den mushi in his arms.

"Puru! Puru! Puru!"

After five seconds, Rogen frowned.

No one answered. He called the same den den mushi in the past, and now there was no response.

"What happened to Jason?"

With a flash in his eyes, Rogen's face cooled down, his figure unfolded, and he flew fast through the air.

He gave Jason the chart, so their approximate route was still clear to Rogen.

Just after Rogen left, the golden light suddenly blossomed on the flaming island.

A burly figure of light stepped out. Only a few refractions of light, and had come to the burning, blazing flame.

"Admiral Kizaru!"

"It's Kizaru-Sama!"

"Great, he's all right!"

The flustered marines looked up at the golden light figure in the sky, and their faces were full of excitement and happiness.

"Yasakani no Magatama!" (Comma Jewel of Eight Shaku!)

The indifferent voice descended from the sky, countless lights shone, and in a moment, it landed on the flaming warships.

After three seconds, the flames gradually extinguished and the marines' screams stopped.

Stepping down on a fairly complete warship, at this time, the five vice admirals came to the Admiral Kizaru.

"Rogen ran?"

He seemed to be sure, but also seemed to be puzzled.

"He is too strong. We haven't had time to react. The warship was on fire, and there was no time to chase him."

Noah's was dignified.

"Forget it, doesn't matter, the Marines' intelligence is wrong, Rogen's strength is not small at all. Even if it were me, it would be dangerous if it weren't for another breakthrough at the last minute."

Kizaru's face was full of seriousness, no longer has his old foolish expression like the past.

"What should we do now?"

Noah couldn't help but ask.

No one who saw this big fight just now will probably have the courage to confront that fellow.

The Great Admiral almost got cut off directly!

What the fuck was that?!

"Hurry up, contact Kuzan, let him pay attention and be safe."

Kizaru squinted and quickly ordered.

He was about the same age as Kuzan and had the same fighting power. Although there were some differences in official positions between him and Kuzan, it was also because he was a little older.

'He is not the boy's opponent, with the help of last minute breakthroughs, I just survived.'

But if Kuzan encounters him, whether he has such good luck or not is really not sure!

"Yes, sir!"

The vice admiral answered quickly and then called him by the den den mushi.

After six seconds of ringing, it Just got through.

"Moshi! Moshi!"

The dull voice sounded, and the tone was filled with impatience as if the person who answered the phone had just woken up.

"Kuzan, what are you doing?"

The vice admiral asked aloud.

"I have encountered some situations, hang up."

Kuzan's iconic voice came, and the conversation was crisp.

He said hang up! The vice admiral just wanted to ask what happened, but on the opposite side, he has already hung up.

"I!"

The vice admiral blinked his eyes, shook his mouth and clenched his fists.

If Kuzan were in front of him, he would not hesitate to smash last night's clean rum bottle on Kuzan's head.

Kizaru frowned.

"Find out where Kuzan is, and speed up to support him."

"Yes, sir!"

The Marines acted immediately.

Kuzan's position is easy to find, He is too lazy to communicate with these guys, but his subordinates dare not disobey their superiors.

On the vast sea, seagulls soared high in the sky, occasionally making one or two high chirping. In the sea, fish jumped out of the sea from time to time, and then "pop" into the sea, and disappeared.

Just after the fish disappeared into the sea, a pair of cold feet stepped on the surface of the sea with cold air.

These feet contain unimaginable low temperatures. Step by step and the sea surface freezes rapidly, forming an ice track about one meter wide.

"Da! Da! Da!"

The owner of both feet stepped on the frozen ice step by step.

His speed seemed slow, but it was bizarre and quick, which made people feel dizzy.

In the blink of an eye, the figure was already thousands of meters away and could not be seen clearly.

Only the sea surface, along ice road, slowly melted into seawater as time passed, once again hidden.

"I saw him!"

In the twinkling of an eye, a wooden boat sailing against the wind appeared in front of the owner of both feet.

The wooden sails were pure color, without any pattern, neither a chamber of Commerce nor a pirate group, and it seemed unremarkable.

The figure looked at the wooden boat that appeared in the field of his vision. His face seemed a little complicated, but his footsteps did not stop, watching the wooden boat getting closer.

"Is that her? Garp-Sensei asked me to come here for this time."

The murmuring way in the mouth, the figure was swaying, and he was about 300 meters away.

Behind him, on a medium-sized warship about ten kilometers away, a team of marines was busy making a lot of calls.

"Hey, hello, the South Blue Division Major."

"I don't care what you are, tell me clearly, where is that kid Kuzan!"

The extremely impatient voice of the den den mushi came out, and the majesty contained in it immediately made him muddled.

Who? So arrogant!

"Vice Admiral!"

Next to him, a colleague whispered a quick reminder in his ear.

Grant trembled all over and made a smart move.

"Damn it, talk!"

In the den den mushi, the impatient voice comes out again.

"Kuzan, rear admiral Kuzan is going to chase a boat!"

"Chasing a boat?!"