One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

"boom!"

A thick, massive arm blasted Luo away around the waist. Dafirons turned around instantly, his face showing astonishment and anger.

Almost.

He almost had his heart pierced by this frail little navy brat.

"I was careless. I didn't expect you to be able to unleash such a defensive attack. It seems I underestimated you, you little navy brat."

Dafilons reached behind his back and wiped the bloodstains on his hand, then became serious.

"Then... I'll take care of you once and for all!"

With his over eight-meter-tall body sprawled on the ground, Dafilons, transformed into a black and white panda, moved on all fours, his speed soaring as he became a black and white afterimage, charging wildly across the ground towards Luo.

"Dou Fist! Earth Splitting Claw!"

Sharp claws sprang out from the thick pads of flesh, and Dafirons reached for Luo's face with both hands.

"Shhhhh!"

The sharp energy sliced ​​through the air, shredded Luo's clothes, and cut several long wounds on his body.

"ROOM!"

Luo's face was cold and stern, and his ghostly cries were accompanied by streaks of silver electric arcs.

"High-frequency surgical scalpel!"

"Is it this kind of high-frequency cutting with electric light?"

Dafilons's gaze sharpened, but he did not retract his outstretched claws; they still reached out to grab.

"puff!"

"Oh!"

Blood spurted from Dafirons's beast claws, staining the black and white fur on his hands red.

But Luo fared even worse. The Ghost Cry in his hand was finally knocked away by the immense force of the blow, and his chest was struck by Dafirons's claws. He was struck as if by lightning, and flew backward dozens of meters away, piercing through the bulkhead of the warship and exploding into a large cloud of wood debris.

Dafilons was about to pick up the ghost's cry when his nose twitched instinctively.

"It smells so good! The aroma is amazing. How high is the grade of this metal?"

With his eyes closed, a look of ecstasy appeared on his panda-like face. Smelling a non-existent scent, he walked to the open bulkhead of the warship and leaned half his body inside.

"Cardiopulmonary shock!"

As soon as he reached into the wrecked warship, a powerful electric current struck Dafilons in the chest, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Damn navy brat, leave me alone! I'm looking for some delicious food!"

Dafilons slapped Luo, sending him flying again, crashing through the other side of the warship's bulkhead and crashing out.

He only had a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth, which he wiped away with his large, hairy hand.

"Let me see what it is that gives off such a delicious metallic scent."

Daffy drooled as he searched the warship for a while before finally finding the source of the fragrance.

"This is……"

Dafilons was stunned.

He saw a four-meter-long, pure black halberd.

The halberd is engraved with intricate patterns, and the crescent-shaped broad blades are arranged on both sides of the tip, emitting a few points of brilliant blue light in the darkness.

The moment he saw the halberd, Dafilons's mouth watered so much that it flowed like a waterfall.

"This...this aura...is it...a Great Grade Sword? A Supreme Grade Sword? A Black Sword?"

"God, is this a gift from heaven? The navy, which I despise the most, has sent me the high-grade metal that I need the most."

With a look of fascination in his eyes, Dafilons reached out and grabbed the black halberd in the cabin.

It felt heavy when I picked it up, like I was lifting a house.

"What a heavy weapon! The metal it's made of is extraordinary."

Dafilons put the tip of the halberd into his mouth and bit down.

"If I can consume this weapon, my physical strength will be comparable to that of a Great Grade Sword! At that time, even if I directly storm the Marine Headquarters, no one will be able to break through my defenses!"

Dafilons' face was full of excitement, and his snow-white fangs couldn't wait to bite down.

"Crack!"

The excited expression on Dafirons's face froze.

He slowly pulled the halberd he was holding out of his mouth.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

With a soft crack, his fangs, capable of easily biting through steel plates, broke off one by one and fell into the cabin.

"I refuse to believe it! Armament Haki!"

Dafilons became ferocious, his teeth turning pitch black as he bit down on the black halberd in his hand once more.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the black halberd he was holding began to tremble, emitting a buzzing sound, as if it had its own life.

The next instant, to Dafilons's bewildered, confused, and fearful gaze, a terrifying burst of lightning suddenly erupted from the heavy black halberd.

The burst of lightning erupted from his mouth.

"Crack!"

A violent burst of lightning pierced Dafilons's cheek, transforming into a massive electric net that enveloped his entire body.

"boom!"

It was like a thunderbolt descending from the sky.

The raging lightning exploded on Dafirons's body, blasting the warship he was on into countless fragments from the inside out.

Amidst the swirling wood chips, a howling hurricane swept across the sky and earth, lifting the black halberd and sending it flying into the distance, instantly disappearing among the mangrove trees.

Meanwhile, the black and white iron-eating beast that Dafirons had transformed into was charred black, standing in place like a sculpture, staring with its two eyes wide open and its mouth billowing out thick black smoke.

Its enormous body rapidly shrank, swayed, and then collapsed.

"Oh!"

Chapter 122 We are deeply sorry that we were unable to provide timely assistance.

The edge of Mangrove Area No. 66.

"Damn it, damn it! Answer it! Connect it for me! Why can't I get through to the Den Den Mushi?"

Lieutenant General Lawrence, who had hastily thrown on a pair of trousers and hadn't even had time to put on his clothes, moved through the mangrove forest using Moonwalk, with fine beads of cold sweat visible on his forehead.

Lawrence felt as if a vast, blood-red, murderous intent was locked onto him from behind, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

It's that vicious man who slaughters the navy everywhere, the bloodthirsty avenger Aristotle!

Lawrence had considered the strength of this year's top pirate rising star; he shouldn't be weak.

But he never expected that the opponent's strength was far from weak.

That's insanely strong!

Although his Sabaody Naval Branch No. 66 was corrupt, the soldiers and officers stationed there to oversee this transportation hub island were not weak.

Even if some of them were able to get in and make money through connections.

However, we cannot deny the strength of those officers and lieutenants.

Even compared to the rigorously trained officers at headquarters, they are only slightly inferior.

But these hundreds of naval elites had no power to resist when facing Aristotle, and were wiped out in a single encounter.

Lawrence initially thought that Aristotle's bounty was so high because he had killed too many naval soldiers.

The amount of the bounty does not necessarily reflect the strength of the person being offered a reward for.

Rather, it indicates the degree of harm this person poses to the world.

Now that he had come into close contact with Aristotle, Lawrence realized that the $360 million bounty was absolutely genuine.

"You can't escape. I won't allow anyone wearing those clothes to slip away from under my nose."

Dozens of meters behind Lawrence, Aristo stopped, and several wounds automatically appeared on his body.

From the open wound, bright red blood gushed out immediately, like a high-pressure water gun, at a speed far exceeding his running speed.

"Crimson Thorns!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Seven or eight jets of blood, each as thick as a finger, shot across dozens of meters in an instant, heading straight for Lawrence's back.

The jet of blood possessed powerful penetrating power, easily piercing through any tree that stood in its path, leaving a gaping hole.

"shave!"

Sensing the impending danger from behind, Lawrence's heart tightened, and he accelerated his footing, his figure leaping away from the spot.

Lawrence, whose speed had increased dramatically, dodged most of the pillars of blood, but was still pierced through the shoulder blade by a pillar of blood that shot out from in front of him.

"what!"

A sharp pain shot through Lawrence's shoulder, causing him to stumble. His legs gave way as he ran, and he fell forward, landing face-first on the grass.

"Is this the level of a Vice Admiral at the Navy Headquarters?"

Lawrence's embarrassing moment made Aristotle's face grow even colder as he chased after him.

In just a moment of mistake, Aristotle was already more than ten meters behind Lawrence.

"Corruption, lust, greed, cowardice, incompetence, weakness. This is the Navy, the Navy that claims to be righteous and talks about maintaining world peace all day long!"

Aristo burst into uncontrollable laughter.