The most courageous pirate hunter

He raised both hands to make a gun gesture, and began to unleash a continuous barrage of finger strikes.

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

The rhythmic sounds, occasionally piercing flesh, created the most beautiful symphony. Rows of pirates screamed and fell, and the deck was instantly stained red with blood.

"Damn it, it's the enemy."

"Fire! Fire!"

"kill him."

The pirates weren't intimidated and reacted at lightning speed.

The rocket launchers are being deployed.

It perfectly illustrated what a battle at sea is all about; the counterattack was fluid and efficient, with not a single step superfluous.

However, all the attacks that hit Hermes only produced black smoke and tore his clothes, and did nothing else.

"Destructive art".

Jorah, who was standing to the side, couldn't sit still any longer.

He immediately launched an attack using the power of the Art Fruit.

A large amount of transparent smoke, like bubbles and clouds, shot out from his palm and rushed towards Hermes.

Any target hit by the smoke will become an artwork in Jora's imagination, and whether it is flat or round is up to Jora.

Hermes wasn't stupid either.

He knew that there were many Devil Fruit abilities in the world of One Piece that could decide the outcome of a fight, and this ugly old lady was obviously a Devil Fruit user, so it was better not to touch her.

They vanished instantly from the ship's railing, reappearing four meters away, grabbing a pirate and throwing him into the transparent smoke.

At the moment of collision.

The pirate had turned into a twisted human-shaped vase, rolling erratically on the ground. Although he hadn't lost his life, he couldn't even stand up.

"Hooray! You actually dodged my attack! How annoying!"

A sickeningly sweet, coquettish voice escaped Jorah's lips as she cupped her face in her hands and swayed her slender body, delivering a devastating blow to Hermes.

Looking at her figure below the neck, Jora has a pretty good figure, with her curves accentuated by the long dress.

But with that wrinkled face covered in paint, and her age of sixty or seventy, it's hard for any normal person to resist her acting cute and coquettish like a young girl.

Hermes clenched his teeth so tightly that he almost couldn't ejaculate.

"Crescent Moon".

Hermes didn't hold back either, kicking with his right foot to create a one-meter-high crescent-shaped white slash that tore through the deck and hurtled towards Jorah.

"Storm Kick, are you a Marine?"

Jorah hurriedly dodged away, his expression serious.

As a member of the Don Quixote family, Jorah was naturally worldly-wise.

She could tell at a glance that Hermes' attack was the Navy's Six Styles Tempest Kick, which made her suspect that Hermes was a Navy soldier.

"You've got some knowledge!"

As Hermes spoke, his footwork continued relentlessly. He kicked out several times, taking down the surrounding pirates, and then kicked out at Jora. This kick used the Mini-Mini Fruit, making the Tempest Kick exceptionally large.

Jorah's hair stood on end.

It was only a little over a meter tall a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye it was over ten meters tall, and the pirate ship cracked open.

The opponent's Tempest Kick doesn't seem to be the Tempest Kick I'm familiar with. Are the Six Styles of the Navy really that terrifying?

Madfak.

"Heavenly Art".

Jorah, enraged, began to unleash his ultimate attack.

More colorful clouds spewed from his hands, quickly covering the surroundings, turning everything in their path into murals or works of art, including some pirates.

When Lan's feet came into contact with the clouds, they turned into colors, then sprayed as paint all over the ground, completely losing their sharp and destructive power.

"Hooray! I'm an artist who ate the fruit of art! Who are you anyway?!"

"The fruits of art?"

Hermes pondered, no wonder the other party looked familiar. Wasn't this the Heavenly Demon Donquixote Doflamingo, or "Little Ming's" subordinate?

They've already made enemies with Xiaoming as soon as they set sail?

The pressure suddenly increased!

"If you've got the guts, state your name. I am a subordinate of Donquixote Doflamingo, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."

Seeing Hermes stop attacking, Jorah made a harsh statement. In her eyes, the young master was invincible. From the moment they robbed the Celestial Gold and forced the World Government to recognize the young master as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, their status had already risen.

Not everyone is qualified to oppose the Don Quixote family.

They must be scared of some nobody.

Those are the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Since the Navy announced the Seven Warlords of the Sea, only four have been confirmed in total, and the young master is one of them.

In the underworld, the young master is even more of a dark emperor.

Who can rival the young master?

Chapter 45 [I'm at odds with Xiaoming]

"You don't need to emphasize it, I know Xiaoming!"

Hermes is fearless and the most courageous man in the sea. The mere Seven Warlords of the Sea cannot frighten him.

However, judging from the current situation, Xiaoming is a mini-boss in the early stages, so it's possible to gain some experience from him.

If we're talking about whether Hermes in the One Piece world has anyone he admires, then Xiao Ming, who killed his father to prove his Dao, is one of them. He's just as ruthless as her, the only difference being that Hermes has no emotions.

Unfortunately, such a powerful figure ultimately succumbed to the protagonist's aura.

well....

Everyone has a story!

"Xiao Ming?"

Jorah was unaware of Hermes' inner thoughts; she only heard Xiaoming's voice.

It took him three seconds to realize that it was his young master.

He was furious on the spot.

"Damn it, how dare you disrespect the young master! I'll kill you!"

"The Art of Life".

Jorah, enraged, unleashed a wave of colorful mist at Hermes with both hands. The speed was much faster than his previous attacks. Once Hermes was covered in the mist, he would twist and turn into an art mural.

Hermes considered this artistic fruit to be extremely powerful.

It possesses a fairly comprehensive ability, capable of turning even living beings and everything around it into works of art. Therefore, it can also be used against enemy attacks. If it continues to be developed further, this Devil Fruit will truly be unsolvable.

But Jorah is already in his sixties or seventies.

What a waste of natural resources!

Swish! ! !

Hermes disappeared again, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Jorah. In close combat, he was an eternal god, and Jorah noticed him, but it was too late.

Accompanied by screams.

Jorah's body jolted, and a burst of energy shot through his back and out of his chest, striking the ship's railing with undiminished force, causing massive damage before disappearing into the sea.

Fresh, foul-smelling blood gushed out.

The colorful haze that Jora had spewed from her hands disappeared, and her wrinkled face turned deathly pale. Her heart felt like it had been pierced, and all her strength was gradually being drained away.

"who are you."

It crashed to the ground.

Jorah's mouth began to bleed, his eyes filled with anger and fear. He was angry that his opponent was not afraid of the young master and that he had been defeated so easily.

The fear was that she was about to die and could feel herself getting weaker and weaker.

"Hermes Jormungandr, the Hunting King!"

“I am very interested in Don Quixote Doflamingo; his head must be worth a lot of money.”

Hermes was very open and honest, unlike those who did good deeds anonymously, whom he always disdained.

Currently, his reputation is only spreading around the Kingdom of Prodens. If he wants to launch the world's number one battle, he naturally needs to recruit a formidable opponent.

This way, your reputation can spread faster and wider.

Doflamingo also happened to be in the wrong place at the right time.