I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Boom boom boom boom!

Amidst the deafening roar, shells exploded one after another, thick smoke enveloping the bow deck.

Immediately following, amidst the smoke, came the dense roar of imperial engines, like war drums.

Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!

The sound was extremely penetrating, faintly echoing through the smoke and amidst the chaotic battlefield.

The increasingly strong sea breeze dispersed the smoke from the explosion, and the outlines of two figures gradually became clear within the smoke.

Sieg held the half-body longsword that Wiben had transformed into in one hand, standing still in place, as immovable as a mountain, without even much change in his posture.

Just like the sneak attack by Doberman earlier, and the subsequent shelling, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Just a few steps away from him, Doberman looked quite miserable. He was kneeling on the ground, panting, and the cloak of justice on his back had been blasted into pieces by the artillery fire.

Doberman's back was split open, but not much blood flowed out, because the wound had already been burned by the high temperature of the explosion....

Suddenly, he lost control of his body, abruptly running to Sieg's knees to receive the sword, and, completely unprepared, taking the brunt of a volley of high-explosive bombs from the Buster Call with his back...

"Lieutenant General Doberman was hit by a shell... What happened?"

"Lieutenant General Doberman protected Sieg with his back?"

"What are you doing, Lieutenant General Doberman?"

The navy was in an uproar; the situation had changed so quickly that they hadn't even had time to react.

Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!

Amidst the dense roar of the Emperor's engines, Sieg stood still, his expression unchanged, but a wave of lingering fear surged within him.

Chapter 580 Flying Thunder Divine Spell

The Buster Call represents a deterrent of indiscriminate destruction; wherever it goes, nations are destroyed, islands are overturned, and all people and things are reduced to ashes under the cannon fire of the fleet.

Strictly speaking, the target of this Buster Call is not Water Seven, but Sigurd and his group, who are suspected of having obtained the blueprints for Hades.

However, the Navy's Buster Call fleet will not change its targets because of this.

When the Buster Call fleet fired its first round of bombardment, high-explosive shells flew towards the coast of Water Seven amidst the whistling sound. Large areas of buildings collapsed after being hit by the shells, and flames roared, with black smoke billowing into the sky.

Tom, Franky, Granny Kokoro, and the others on Shipwreck Island watched this scene and felt a deep sense of powerlessness as they faced the gunfire of the battlefield.

"The Buster Call is perhaps even more terrifying than the Water Gods; our Water Seven may be utterly destroyed this time..."

Tom's face darkened, and he instinctively clenched his fist.

He had just invented the Sea Train, intending to use it to connect the surrounding islands and save Water Seven... but now it seems that Water Seven is facing a complete physical destruction.

The water gods are indeed terrifying, growing more dangerous each year, but the inhabitants of Water Seven have long been accustomed to their threat, and this great tsunami cannot destroy Water Seven.

But the Buster Call is possible.

Robin stood on the shore like Tom and the others, not participating in the battle, but her face was even paler than Tom's and the others.

As one of only two survivors of the Buster Call, Robin is once again facing the Buster Call fleet led by Akainu and Aokiji, which inevitably plunges her into the nightmare-like experience she once had.

Amidst the blazing flames and sweltering heat, Robin felt a chill run through his body, a shivering coldness spreading through him.

Saul was fighting a giant vice admiral right in front of her, while Sig and the others had already engaged in close combat with the naval commanders.

But Robin seemed to see the great fire from back then, and the final destruction.

Many years have passed, and she remains deeply entangled in the fire that ravaged Ohara, never having left.

........

The continuous roar of cannonballs struck the bow of the ironclad pirate ship, with the majority landing directly on Vice Admiral Doberman's back.

Doberman isn't a superhuman like Big Mom; he's a strongman who's been trained by an ordinary human.

Even as a Vice Admiral, he is still made of flesh and blood. Without using techniques like "Iron Body" or Armament Haki beforehand, taking direct hits from the Buster Call's high-explosive shells would result in serious injuries.

Sig felt a chill run down his spine; his anus tightened, and he realized what had happened...

In fact, it was not a coincidence or good luck that Doberman was hit by the shell.

Throughout his journey from the East China Sea to the Grand Line, Li Jing's swordsmanship had never been used to cut non-living objects such as cannonballs or ships.

Sieg did try it out before.

In the dead of night, he would summon either a bald man or octopuses, crabs, and other seafood by wielding his sword, thus becoming the King of Seafood in the East China Sea.

Whenever Sieg tries to swing his sword, a strange attraction arises, drawing someone from an unknown distance to rush over and catch the sword, preventing him from unleashing his true swordsmanship.

Li Jing's ability to catch a sword barehanded is more like a curse. Theoretically, he could split mountains and cut through seas, but there will always be someone who crosses mountains and rivers to catch the sword, making it impossible to cheat.

Only when facing an opponent whose hands cannot be clasped together can one truly unleash their swordsmanship.

Therefore, Doberman catching the sword was not a coincidence.

If he hadn't taken the sword, some other character, or even an octopus or crab, would have come to take it...

Of course, if it were someone else, their body might have been obliterated by the shell, and Sig would also have been affected by the explosion.

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly struck Sieg.

"A mere cannonball? You don't actually think I, Doberman the Fighting Dog, can be defeated so easily, do you, Sig!"

Doberman, leaning on his longsword, struggled to his feet, exhaling a puff of black smoke as he glared angrily at Sieg.

He had already made up his mind.

This time, we must make Sieg pay for his crimes in blood!

Sieg also held Dauberman in high esteem, and nodded to him.

"As expected of the Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, known for his fighting dog reputation, you are indeed a tough guy. You are not afraid of even cannonballs. I respect you as a true man!"

This generous praise, however, caused Doberman to frown slightly, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart for some reason.

The next moment, he saw Sieg leap into the air and, amidst the roar of cannons, directly meet the high-explosive shells flying in from the sky!

"Flying Thunder Divine Art!" Sig murmured, and then unleashed a sword strike!

Doberman's expression changed.

He immediately dropped the longsword that was supporting his body, and once again lost control of his body. He used the Moon Step to shoot into the sky like an arrow, and once again used his broad back to block Sieg's way!

Boom boom boom boom!

Amidst the flames of the explosion, Doberman's body plummeted from the smoke and landed back on the deck, once again covered in soot.

This time, Doberman reacted in time and used Armament Haki to harden his back... but the Buster Call's projectiles weren't so easy to catch. Even with Armament Haki, the wound on his back was blown open again, leaving his flesh a bloody mess.

"Lieutenant General Doberman has been hit by another shell... What on earth is he doing?"

"What happened? Was it an accidental hit by a shell?"

The navy was also astonished and still couldn't figure out Sieg's true intentions.

“Strange moves…Are you playing me?” Doberman gasped for breath, glaring at Sieg, but then his expression changed.

Seemingly having tasted success, amidst the whistling of shells, he once again deliberately stepped into the air and bravely faced another round of shelling!

"Again? When will this end?"

Doberman cursed under his breath, subconsciously clenching his teeth and hardening his entire body with Armament Haki in advance. He was ready!

But this time, the feeling of losing control of the body did not occur.

Doberman was stunned for a while. He looked up at Sieg, but out of the corner of his eye he saw another naval officer wearing a cloak of justice walking on moonwalk, rushing towards the incoming shell with a face full of despair, like a moth to a flame!

Boom boom boom boom!

The naval captain was not as strong as Doberman. Caught off guard, he was hit in the back by several shells in succession. The wounds on his back were so deep that the bone was visible. He lost consciousness and fell from the sky into the sea.

And Sieg's situation wasn't much better.

The naval captain's body was almost blown to pieces, so he naturally couldn't completely stop the shelling. The aftershocks of the explosion also tore open the flesh on Sieg's body, scaring him so much that he immediately took out a big piece of meat from his inventory and started eating it.

Chapter 581 Those who play tactics have dirty hearts.

The Dragonborn Card comes with the "Feast of War" ability, which allows Sieg to recover his stamina by drinking alcohol and to heal his injuries by eating.

However, food is not a proper way to restore health; it can only treat injuries in a small amount.

The naval captain absorbed most of the shockwave from the shell explosion, while Sieg was only affected and suffered minor injuries. After eating a few large pieces of meat, his injuries recovered quickly.

However, the excruciating pain of his skin tearing open made Sieg grimace....

"Another mishap... Why did I say 'another'?"

Sig is currently 100% able to catch a blade barehanded, and cannot designate an enemy to catch it.

He had intended for Lieutenant General Doberman to catch the cannonball on his back, and he succeeded once. But the second time, he summoned the naval captain next to him, and Sieg himself was also injured.

After finishing his meal, Sieg's injuries had healed. He even used the basin in his inventory to wash his face and change into a clean set of the same clothes.

After doing all this, Sieg returned to the deck.

Sieg sighed inwardly.

There was no other way; the big shot's prestige had to be maintained, otherwise Barrett and the others would likely become suspicious and even try to test him.

The saying goes, "One minute on stage requires ten years of practice off stage."

Others only see his glamorous exterior, but they don't know that behind the scenes he walks on thin ice, eating seven or eight big pieces of meat, and still has to rush to wash his face and change his clothes.

"Doberman, can you still withstand the shelling? Do you think the other naval forces can?"

Sieg stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the sea breeze, and spoke calmly to Doberman.

Doberman glanced at the sea beside him a few times.

The naval captain did not surface, leaving only a gradually spreading bloodstain on the sea surface.

"Trying to threaten me? How naive."

Doberman snorted coldly, his face grim, and he gritted his teeth.

The threat in Sieg's words was already obvious.