Pirates: I am the devil

Chapter 26: You don’t even have the strength to hit anyone, and you still say you are the chief guard?
The bang like a cannonball exploding resounded throughout the Hunger Hell, and the giant black King Kong head of the Chief Jailer underwent a startling deformation.

The left face was forced to the right, a mouth full of sharp teeth flew out, and the neck full of knotty muscles suddenly stretched to twice the length like rubber, and the sound of bones crackling was endless.

Before the prisoners who were watching the fight could see what was happening, they saw a gorilla rushing straight towards them. Unfortunately, they were in the prison and had nowhere to hide.

boom--! ! !
There was another loud bang, and Black Kong randomly smashed to death several unlucky prisoners. Thick smoke billowed, and bricks, stones and rubble flew everywhere.

Sirens landed lightly on the ground, looking at his fist which was not even scratched, and he was extremely satisfied:

"With my current strength, I should be able to punch the Elbaf Kindergarten and kick the Navy Nursing Home, right?"

Elbaf now doesn't have Charlotte Linlin who destroyed the giant village single-handedly, and the Marine Headquarters Nursing Home doesn't have two ridiculously strong retired old men, so it shouldn't be difficult to kill him alone... right?

After evaluating the actual situation, Sirens decided to grow a little more, and when he had almost the strength of the Sword God of Shilipo, he would come out again and defeat all those who disobeyed him.

Thinking of this, he raised his sword and prepared to kill the two jailer beasts who were still singing anxiously.

But just after taking a step, he felt a dangerous gaze fixed on him.

Looking back, I saw a man with a cigar in his mouth and a look of ecstasy on his face, standing next to the exhaust vent that connected to the scorching hell, staring at me hungrily.

Feeling the other person's gaze wandering freely over him, Sirens couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his chest, his eyes full of vigilance:

"Hey, if you want to mate, please go find the gorilla in heat over there. The size of its banana should be just right for your scabbard."

If you have a face that easily attracts crime, even if you are a boy, you must protect yourself when you go out.

Also, when he gets out, he will definitely report the warden of the prison in Impel Down for embezzling public funds.

The quality of the prison guard uniforms is too poor. A normal punch will tear the clothes apart. What will happen if a serious punch hits them? !

"I am very happy."

Xilu stood at the edge of the exhaust vent, the hem of his coat rustling, the smoke from his mouth blending with the high-temperature steam behind him, and his hand was already on the sword at his waist.

He stared at the shirtless black-haired boy in front of him, his eyes full of fanatical murderous intent:
"Originally I was thinking about what reason to use to execute you, but I never thought that you would take the initiative to help me find the most perfect one.

Tell me, how can I thank you? "

Faced with such a profound doubt, Sirens gave guidance without saying a word:
"It's simple. Just kneel down, kowtow to me three times, call me daddy twice, and sing 'Conquer'. It would be nice if you ask for more than that."

After all, he is the warden of the Impel Down Prison and must be treated with respect.

However, his offensive words failed to anger Xiliu, who didn't expect anything good to come out of his mouth, and said to himself:

"To thank you, I decided to give you an honorable death."

The long sword was unsheathed, and the man known as one of the twin stars of Impel Down said in a deep voice:

“Raise your sword, Quetzal Sirens!
Let me see how magnanimous the person who could seriously injure the admiral of the Navy Headquarters is! "

Upon hearing this, Sirens did not continue to say nonsense to tease Xiliu's nerves, but his handsome face showed a bit more arrogance:
"It is unknown how magnanimous I am, but if Magellan were not here, you would be the only one to die here."

As the saying goes, actual combat is the only criterion for testing one's military prowess, and it is also the best way to become familiar with the strengthened body.

The surge in strength comes from Aatrox's combat experience...

Today, he will use Xiliu, the whetstone, to test how sharp his sword is!

"Hmph, you'd better not just be good at talking!" After Xiliu finished speaking, he didn't give Sirens a chance to continue talking nonsense.

With his toes stomping heavily on the ground, his burly figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only the gusts of air that spread out and filled the air with dust. Clang!
The sound of metal clashing was heard, and the steam and smoke lingering in the center of the Hunger Hell suddenly cleared away, and were carried away in all directions by the powerful shock wave.

Sirens raised his sword with one arm and easily blocked Xilu's powerful blow without even shaking his body.

He looked up at the figure who was also holding a knife in one hand, and a disdainful arc appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"You don't even have the energy to hit someone, yet you claim to be the strongest warden? Have you not eaten?"

Xiliu did not respond, but drew his sword and chopped again! chopped again! chopped again!

In just a few seconds, the hunger hell was shrouded in the harsh sound of iron hammering, and the clanging sounds were dense and endless.

The prisoners, whose vision was obscured by smoke and dust, could not see the fight between the two monsters, nor could they count how many times they slashed at each other.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Harder! Harder!"

In the dust stirred up by the shock wave generated by the collision of swords, Sirens held the sword in one hand and accurately blocked every attack of Xiliu.

Although there was only a day and a half, the combat experience that Sirens could digest was limited, but his opponent was not the future world's greatest swordsman, but Xiluo, who was in his early twenties!
After slaughtering four floors of prisoners, Sirens' five senses, reaction speed and various physical attributes have been enhanced to an inhuman level.

To put it bluntly, every swing of Xiliu's sword, every change of his eyes, were all under Sirens' control!

"Use all your strength, or I will beat you to your knees and give you to that gorilla as a slave!"

With one sword, Sirens pushed Xiliu back. His originally well-proportioned muscles swelled with blood, and every piece of flesh in his arms and torso looked as if they were carefully carved by an artist.

On that face that perfectly portrayed a modest gentleman, there was a dangerous and perverted smile.

His feet plowed two long grooves on the ground. Xilu stopped retreating and raised the brim of his hat, revealing a pair of ferocious eyes like a wolf.

"That's right, this is the opponent I want!"

Spitting out the burnt cigar and unbuttoning the coat that was in the way, Xiliu also placed his other hand on the hilt of the knife.

After confirming with his eyes, he is someone who will be killed if we are not careful!
To face such a strong enemy, you must give your all and fight him to the fullest, only then can you make further progress in the way of the sword!
With a low roar, Xiliu's gloves and famous sword Leiyu were instantly covered with a layer of armed color domineering, and his whole body was filled with a powerful aura like thunder.

"Come!"

The pitch-black blade seemed to be wrapped with black arcs of electricity, and a figure in a black warden's uniform suddenly jumped up, like a ray of black lightning shooting out, carving a spiral smokeless passage in the dust and smoke!

The thunderstorm tore through the air with a sharp scream, and the pitch-black blade, wrapped in violent energy, slashed straight towards the young prisoner who was standing still.

This was a sword that gathered all his energy and sheer sheen. Xiliu felt that he had never been so fast, so powerful, and so explosive before!
And just when the Thunderstorm Blade was approaching Serens' neck, just a few millimeters away from chopping off his head -

A large hand with distinct joints gently grasped the extremely sharp blade.

Understatement prevents the thunderstorm from getting any further!

Xiliu's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could show a look of horror, a bright sword light burst out before his eyes!

"boom--"

Defeated in an instant, Xiliu's burly body flew backwards, feeling a sharp pain in his chest, and blood spurted out like crazy.

As he fell heavily to the ground, a disdainful snort was heard:
"Do you think you are Hawkeye? You can use your ultimate as a basic attack without calling out the move name?"

(End of this chapter)