I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

At this time.

At the foot of the small hill, Zefa's arm hung limply, but he leaped up again and charged straight at Sieg.

The seven strange black shadows vanished with the wind, and Zefa charged out once more.

But at that moment, a sudden gust of wind swept in, and the fierce wind pressure forcefully pushed Zephyr, who had just leaped up, back to the ground.

The dragon, cloaked in its body, appeared before Zephyr.

"Zeffa, I want to talk to you."

"The leader of the revolutionary army? There's nothing to talk about." Zephyr frowned, showing no sign of stopping. He threw a punch with his left arm, but it was caught steadily by Long.

He felt a vague anxiety. The fact that the leader of the Revolutionary Army had personally intervened meant that the connection between the Revolutionary Army and Sig was far deeper than the Navy had imagined!

Seeing that Zephyr was temporarily held off, Lieutenant General Dogman let out a low growl and leaped into the air using Moonwalk:

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea, it's time to make your move according to the agreement!"

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"The Seven Warlords of the Sea, it's time to make your move according to the agreement!"

"Dougman shouted, urging us on," he urged.

However, the four Shichibukai reacted in different ways.

Hawkeye gripped the black sword Night tightly, a chilling aura rising from him. He was like a sword pointing straight to the sky, and any ordinary navy man who looked at him felt a stinging sensation as if needles were pricking his back.

Five seconds, ten seconds passed...

Hawkeye remained standing with his knife in hand, motionless like a statue, but his aura grew even more terrifying.

"Hawkeye, what are you doing?" Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel urged impatiently.

"I'm... gathering strength." Hawkeye spoke sparingly, not even glancing at the flying squirrel.

The flying squirrel's expression darkened slightly. He recalled the battle between Hawkeye and Shiki on the Sabaody Archipelago, where Hawkeye had also gathered his strength in a similar manner.

He once unleashed an extremely powerful sword strike, contending with the Golden Lion.

However, he was still a little unhappy and urged:

"Hurry up, Sieg is too dangerous. If we attack together, our chances of capturing him will be much greater."

What the flying squirrel didn't notice was that when he said the word "siege," Hawkeye's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Don't give me orders, Navy."

"I don't remember when I became your subordinate."

Before he finished speaking, Hawkeye suddenly slashed out with his black sword, Night, but instead of aiming at Sieg, he turned and cleaved a warship beside him, the cyan sword light cutting through the waves.

This sudden attack caused the flying squirrel's expression to change.

"shave!"

His figure flickered and disappeared from the spot, then he blocked the sword light that was about to strike the warship with his sword.

Sizzle!

The flying squirrel's body was propelled by the blue sword light, and it plowed a long groove in the deck with its feet, causing the deck to crack and splinters of wood to fly everywhere.

Click, click!

The longsword in his hand was cleaved in two by the sword light, the broken blades falling to the ground. The remaining blue light, still powerful, bloomed into a narrow, bloody trail on his body.

But the sword light was eventually stopped; the warship was damaged, but not seriously.

"Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel is injured? Quickly bandage him!"

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea suddenly attacked Vice Admiral Momonga?"

The nearby sailors were shocked and furious, but were stopped by the flying squirrel.

"Shut up, now is not the time to be enemies with Hawkeye."

The flying squirrel clutched the long, narrow wound on its chest and looked coldly at Hawkeye.

Hawkeye didn't even glance at the flying squirrel again; his eyes were fixed on Sig, and he began another long period of gathering his strength.

This time, however, none of the navy personnel dared to urge him.

Jinbe was quite moved when he saw this scene.

"As expected of Hawkeye, he dares to openly challenge the Navy."

"As for me, I carry the hopes of the Fish-Men and am not alone. I cannot afford to turn against the Navy."

Among the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Jinbe is the closest to the Navy and has never disobeyed a summons.

Jinbe nodded secretly. He leaped up and charged toward Sig on the small hill—and then fought to a standstill with a Revolutionary Army cadre who jumped out of the bushes.

"So I can only... do it more subtly."

Jinbe, in a flurry of punches, engaged in a fierce battle with a Revolutionary Army officer.

And bears are much the same.

He followed Jinbe aboard Kenzan Island, but a large face appeared before him.

"Bartholomew Kuma, let me be your opponent. I won't lose to you!"

Ivankov, wearing high heels, tiptoed and twirled on the spot, seemingly quite excited.

"These Shichibukai..." Vice Admiral Dogman thought to himself, annoyed.

He hadn't expected that the strong reinforcements the navy had painstakingly gathered would be mostly tied down.

At this moment, only Vice Admirals Dogman and Fire Mountain remained, moving forward with Moonwalk, while the Pirate Empress Hancock followed far behind.

But they still couldn't climb that small, not-so-distant hill.

"Shalan!"

A sandstorm swept in from the front, the grains of sand hitting the warship and even sparking, producing a series of dull thuds.

Huoshaoshan's eyes narrowed, and he slashed out with his sword, tearing the sandstorm apart completely. After seeing the face of the person who had come out, his expression changed.

"This ability...you're Klock...wait, who are you?"

Fire Mountain was a little confused. The person in front of him, Crocodile, had a cigar in her mouth and a conspicuous gold hook in her hand, which looked seven or eight parts similar to the Sand Crocodile in his memory.

But she was a woman.

"Hmph." Crocdale took a puff of her cigar and snorted coldly.

"Has the Navy forgotten my name? They can't even remember me after seeing my Sand-Sand Fruit ability?"

Crocdale's gaze was deep as she exhaled a smoke ring.

When she met the Navy again, it felt like she had returned to the time when she was still a Shichibukai.

However, this left the navy and others even more bewildered.

In the past, they might have made some plausible guesses, such as... after losing to Sieg, Crocodile, who mysteriously disappeared, found other sources of support and suddenly developed a strange fetish, starting to cross-dress.

But now...

Dougman glanced at the fake Sieg who had just been subdued by the Navy.

The fake Sieg looks quite similar to Sieg, probably due to makeup, and his clothes are also exactly the same.

The Crocodile before them looked very similar to the Crocodile from before.

With this connection made, Dogman understood.

"Stop pretending, Sig, your scheme has been exposed."

"So Crocodile wasn't missing after all, but dead. Has this woman acquired the power of the Sand-Sand Fruit?"

"Sig! You not only prepared a fake double, but also had this woman impersonate Crocodile?"

"Unfortunately, all these schemes have been exposed!" Dogman exclaimed.

Sig: ?

Crocdale's face darkened after Dogman's barrage of rebukes, but in the end, she said nothing.

What else could she say?

Should she say that she was turned into a woman by Sieg, or that the old Crocodile was the fake one?

“Dogman, I’ll handle this woman! You can leave Sieg to me.”

Beside him, the Fire Mountain General leaped into the air using the Moon Step technique and slashed at Crocodile with his sword, but she blocked it with her golden hook.

Dogman quickened his pace, and he and Hancock arrived at the small hill in a flash, heading straight for Sieg.

Sieg, on the other hand, hadn't had a chance to do anything yet.

The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, and he was a little caught off guard.

While he was still standing atop the earthen hill pretending to mourn the seven dark figures, the battlefield situation had already undergone a dramatic change.

Chapter 439 Flying Thunder God Slash!

Time flies.

The enemies that Sieg will face are only Lieutenant General "The Fighting Dog" Doberman, Empress Hancock, and Hawkeye, who is still gathering his strength in the distance.

"The situation is much better than before... but I don't think I can beat any of them."

Sieg didn't feel much joy.

Eagle Eye, in the distance, was still gathering his strength, seemingly not directly involved in the battle.

But Sig had personally witnessed Hawkeye's battle with Shiki. Hawkeye's current inaction doesn't mean he won't participate in the fight; he's probably preparing a thunderous strike.

Who knows what big changes the situation will undergo later? Maybe another general will emerge from the bushes?

Time is running out for Sieg.

As Sieg pondered this in his heart, a voice rang out from within him.