I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

This is the bald man's heartfelt sentiment.

"Boss Sig, we're ready to help you retreat!" the bald man thought to himself.

"For this reason, I even persuaded Little K from the Devil's Triangle to go out. With its help, there shouldn't be any problems."

"Who is Xiao Ke? Is there such a person in the bandit group?" Sig asked, taken aback.

After listening to the bald man's explanation, Sig broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked up and gazed into the distance at the mist. In the depths of the mist, he could vaguely see a faint, crimson beam of light, like a searchlight, looking in his direction.

“Boss Sig, Little K is a bit shy and timid. I’ll urge it to come over quickly and help us with our retreat,” the bald man said.

This, however, stirred something within Sieg.

In other words, if he can hold out until the shy little guy in the bald man's mouth swims over, he should be able to retreat?

The "little K" he mentioned is probably some kind of super-large sea king, similar to Zunesha in the New World.

The most distinctive feature of this type of giant creature is its thick skin and flesh; when encountering an enemy, it can simply dive into the sea.

With the help of such a colossal sea king, escaping unscathed is not impossible.

"I see. So my former subordinates didn't come here rashly..."

Sig suddenly found the bald man quite pleasing to the eye.

Just then, a loud shout suddenly rang out.

"Sig, I don't care if you've come back from the dead or are just playing tricks, you'd better just accept your death!"

Doberman roared and charged forward swiftly using Moon Step.

“Death?” Sig shook his head slightly, his eyes deep as he gazed at the spot where the seven enormous black figures had once stood.

"The seven emperors who died many years ago, relying on their last remaining obsession, carried my coffin and brought me back to the world. So naturally I will not die easily again."

"Whether it's the Navy, the World Government, or... Black Flame Dragon."

Sieg whispered, his voice low and his eyes filled with a hint of reminiscence.

His words implied that he was deliberately being mysterious and trying to stall for time.

But he was actually panicking inside, glancing at the light screen out of the corner of his eye, trying to see if there was any indication of "Dark Flame Envoy Stage 3".

However, it does not.

Doberman, however, paid no attention to what Sieg was saying. He moved like lightning, his long sword flashing out a sharp light!

"Huh? This vice admiral isn't listening to my nonsense at all? How am I supposed to stall for time?"

Sieg was immediately shocked.

Doberman the Fighting Dog is a hawk in the Navy. He has many scars on his face and a tough appearance, not the kind of person who would chat with Sieg.

Just as the sharp blade was about to strike, Sieg heard a soft shout.

"Fragrant feet!"

Hancock kicked from the side, but the angle of the kick was a little off, and she kicked Doberman's blade from the side.

Taking this opportunity, Sieg jumped back out of the coffin.

boom!

Her kick and Doberman's sword strike didn't hit Sieg, but instead struck the coffin simultaneously, causing it to shudder and emit a muffled thud.

But that's about it.

Although Hancock deflected Doberman's slash trajectory, their combined attack on the coffin did not create even the slightest crack, nor did it knock the object away.

"Hmm? This coffin is indeed extraordinary."

A thought suddenly struck Sieg.

The Rebirth Coffin is a one-time use item that cannot be reused, but it did not disappear after this use.

At least, the coffin is made of a very sturdy material.

Thinking of this, Sieg bent down and, with a forceful pull, grabbed the coffin lid in his hand.

The coffin lid did indeed feel like some kind of metal, and it was very heavy, even bigger than a door panel. But with Fat Tiger's superhuman strength and his own training, Sig lifted it without any problem.

This action made Doberman's eye twitch.

Sig, this seemingly resurrected ghost, is preparing to fight him with his own coffin lid?

He had fought for many years, but he had never seen this kind of maneuver before.

"Death!"

Doberman's eyes widened in fury as he brandished his knife once more, charging forward with lightning speed.

As soon as he moved, he heard a sound behind his ear.

"Sweet and refreshing!"

Hancock made a heart shape with her hands, and a ray of heart-shaped light shot out from it, enveloping both Doberman and Seager.

"Pirate Empress, don't get in my way!"

Doberman frowned, shifted his body to the side, and dodged Hancock's love ray.

"It's clearly you who's getting in my way!" Hancock sneered, responding sharply.

However, Hancock's obstacle gave Sieg a sudden inspiration.

"There's a flaw!"

Sieg stared intently at Doberman, gripping the coffin lid, which was larger than a door, and launched an extremely brutal physical attack!

Thousand Years of Killing!

At that moment, Sieg moved with incredible speed, his figure disappearing from the spot almost instantly.

After three months of training, Sieg unleashed the Thousand Years of Death under normal conditions, with a sprint speed far exceeding his previous speed!

In the blink of an eye.

Sieg appeared behind Doberman.

"Armament Haki Hardening!" Doberman reacted quickly. Although he was unable to dodge in time, he also used Armament Haki, covering his back with a patch of black.

But he hadn't expected...

Sieg gripped the coffin lid tightly in his hand and, with all his might, stabbed Doberman downwards with the sharp corner of the lid!

"Flying Thunder God Slash!" Sig shouted the name of the move.

puff!

The thick, dark blue coffin lid pierced through, and the immense force sent Doberman flying.

"Aww------------"

Doberman let out a muffled groan, his eyes widening involuntarily. He was thrown shakily by the coffin lid, then fell to his knees, blood staining his trousers.

Dogman was a complete tough guy, his face covered in scars, a veteran of countless battles. But at this moment, his face was pale, and he reached out tremblingly to touch his back, but stopped in mid-air, looking as if he wanted to cover himself but dared not.

Damn it!

As a vice admiral of the headquarters, Dogman's mastery of Armament Haki was also quite high. When Sig appeared behind him, he was prepared to be attacked in vital areas by Sig, such as the back of the neck or the back.

But who the hell would deliberately use Armament Haki to cover that vital part of their body?! Who could withstand that?!

Chapter 440 The Legend of the Piercing Duke

On Kenzan Island.

Emerging solemnly from his coffin, he stood atop the hill, his hands gripping the lid of his own coffin.

The coffin lid was bluish-green, of unknown material, reflecting a cold metallic sheen. But what was most striking was that one corner of the coffin lid was stained with blood, and bright red blood dripped down the lid little by little, with an inexplicable aura swirling around it.

“To abruptly interrupt my mourning is tantamount to offending the deceased,” Sieg said solemnly.

"They have absolutely no manners."

As he spoke, Sieg unconsciously stretched out his arm, turned the coffin lid around, and moved it a little further away, a slight look of disgust on his face.

Whether it was psychological or not, Sieg seemed to smell a faint, inexplicable aura.

"Have you noticed the weakness in my Armament Haki?"

"You...you're ruthless!"

Doberman managed to stand up straight, his face darkening.

What do you mean by blaspheming the dead?

You're practically in your own coffin, poking at someone else's spot. Is it appropriate for you to say something like that?

Has this world become corrupt again?

Aren't you the most filthy one?

If you ignore Lieutenant General Doberman's massive bleeding in his anus, the scene is utterly bizarre: seven black figures carrying a coffin arrive from the heavens, and the resurrected dead man inside the coffin stands there holding his own blood-stained coffin lid.

But if one were to witness the horrific state of Lieutenant General Doberman... then everything would take a turn for the worse.

Hancock's usual haughty demeanor softened slightly; she frowned and subconsciously moved a little further away from the two people.

She suddenly wondered if she shouldn't have gotten involved in the fight between those two jerks?

At this moment, Doberman launched another attack.

He endured the pain in his anus, straightened his body, and stubbornly charged towards Sig again.

However, the injury from that attack was quite severe, because the coffin lid was simply too large and too hard.

Although Doberman was able to launch another attack, his movements inevitably became somewhat distorted and slower.

At that moment, he heard a nightmarish whisper behind his ear.

"Flying Thunder God Slash!"

Sieg reappeared behind Doberman and stabbed him hard with the coffin lid, which was bigger than a door, once again!