I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

At that moment, a spatial portal quietly opened and then closed in a flash, and the Ghost Ancestor was nowhere to be found.

"What a kind and warm-hearted person," Sig exclaimed.

Even the ghost, which Kizaru's lightsaber couldn't hit or harm, was a troublesome target for him.

Who would have thought that they would be sent away so soon after they appeared?

Sieg raised his hand and put the coffin lid back on.

This thing is too big, and it's a bit uncomfortable to carry on my back. I also have to worry about it getting caught in the crossfire. It's not a good solution.

With the patriarch gone, Sieg felt safe. He pondered for a moment and then recited:

"I can fly in a coffin."

As soon as he spoke, the coffin lid in his hand floated down to his feet, lifting him into the air.

"It really can..."

The thought had barely crossed my mind when the chilly sensation on the back of my neck returned.

Sig was startled, and saw the ghost of the patriarch rise from the ground again dozens of meters away.

At the same time, the surrounding mist grew thicker, and the Ame-no-Murakumo sword in Kizaru's hand suddenly dimmed a bit.

This time, the ghost's features became clearer. He completely ignored Dol or Kizaru who were attacking them and flew rapidly toward Sig, his speed also much faster than before.

"Did I anger the patriarch?"

Sig was startled.

After using the ability to warp reality a second time, the curse clearly deepened significantly, and the degree of distortion also increased.

The water mist could only deflect the laser at best, but this time it even dimmed the lightsaber in Kizaru's hand.

He watched the ghost rapidly approaching him, and a chill ran down his spine.

The attacks of the three generals were useless against the patriarch, unable to hit his physical body. Even the spatial teleportation of the Door-Door Fruit could be quickly returned. What could he do?

At this point, Sieg's food reserves were almost completely depleted. On the surface, he only suffered minor damage, but he had lost everything.

He made a bold decision and came up with a daring idea.

Boom!Boom!

As the ghost pressed closer, Sieg's momentum only grew stronger. He glanced sideways at Vice Admiral Onigumo at the rear of the battlefield, then swept past several generals, and spoke calmly:

"You just said you wanted to see my sword?"

Sig paused slightly.

He took a deep breath, pressed his hand against the coffin lid, and uttered two words loudly.

"Sword, come!"

The remaining navy soldiers drew their swords from their sheaths and followed Sieg, soaring straight into the sky.

Countless longswords, planted diagonally in the ground on the battlefield, also surged into the sky in a mighty, unstoppable wave.

In that instant, the crisp sound of swords rang out throughout the entire island.

On this day, the bandit king Sig entered the realm of terrestrial immortals.

Chapter 943 Sword Goes to 4K

As Sieg stood in the sky, his feet on the coffin lid, wings spread behind him, and specks of black flame flowed, he uttered the words "Sword, come!"

At that moment, thousands of longswords trembled and soared into the sky, their sword energy reaching the heavens.

Some blood-stained swords stuck diagonally in the ground on the battlefield flew up on their own, while naval officers' swords were uncontrollably drawn from their waists.

The giant sword, several meters tall, flew out of its sheath with a clang from the hand of the lieutenant general. He tried to reach out and grab it, but the irresistible force lifted him almost into the air.

Clang!

The crisp sound of swords echoed throughout the entire island.

This island is a well-known commercial island, frequented by many pirates, and also has many shops selling swords.

The commotion at North Port was quite significant. Residents and pirates alike knew that the Navy was engaged in a fierce battle with a powerful figure, so they naturally kept their distance and did not gather to watch.

But this time.

With the resounding cry of "Sword, come!"

Chi Chi Chi!

Each sharp sword trembled and pierced the roof like an arrow released from a bow, pointing straight to the sky in the astonished gazes of the crowd.

"what happened?"

"How did my sword fly away?"

Some people followed the sound and rushed out of the house. When they looked up, they saw a scene that they would never forget.

Over the entire island of Scarborough.

Countless flying swords soared into the sky from all parts of the island, converging into a torrent of flying swords that flowed around a young man with jet-black fiery wings on his back.

Cover the sky.

"That person... isn't that Sieg?"

Someone took out the wanted poster and looked at the man in the sky with wings on his back and black flames swirling around his face, and was shocked.

"So, the person the Navy was targeting was him?"

Everyone who witnessed this scene was stunned.

Within an alternate dimension.

The once silent bandit group was now in an uproar.

The densely packed flying swords resembled a long river of flying swords, surging and tumbling in the sky, circling around Sieg, creating a magnificent sight.

The sword of the great river descends from the heavens!

"Is this... the power of a Devil Fruit?" one of the bandits asked.

"Like Shiki the Golden Lion's Float-Float Fruit?" Hale the Undying King muttered, but he vaguely felt that it didn't quite look like it.

The Float-Float Fruit is a touch-based ability; it requires prior contact to manipulate objects and escape the effects of gravity.

The river of flying swords in the sky above may not be as large as the sky islands that Shiki created with his Float-Float Fruit, but its visual impact is even greater.

"This must be Boss Sig's swordsmanship!" The bald man's eyes gleamed as he declared decisively.

"I understand now, from borrowing the power of heaven and earth to borrowing the swords in the hands of all living beings... this is clearly the Great Power Sword Technique!"

Ah Ling suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile finally appeared on her face.

Barrett stared intently at the man's retreating figure in the sky, her brows furrowed.

"So, he held back a trick when he fought me before? No, how many tricks did he hold back?"

Rayleigh stared blankly at the scene, his hand instinctively reaching for the longsword at his waist.

The longsword within the alternate dimension was not summoned by Sig, but Rayleigh felt a surge of emotions within him, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to draw it.

...............

In the distance, in the sky.

On the rapidly flying bear paw-shaped bubble.

The white-bearded man, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, pressed down on the Murakumogiri sword beside him, and looked into the distance with some confusion.

On the waters surrounding the island, on the various ships sailing in this area, cries of surprise could be heard from time to time. Long swords flew out and merged into a torrent of swords in the air, all heading towards the island.

Whitebeard frowned and looked into the far distance. He saw the outline of Scarborough Island emerge, and the vast river of flying swords that almost covered the entire island.

This scene left him silent for a very long time.

Further out to sea.

Hawkeye Mihawk sat on a coffin-shaped boat, his strange eyes with double golden pupils gazing into the sky.

His eyes, usually as sharp as a hawk's, were now somewhat dazed.

..............

The man in the sky was like an emperor among swords. With a prophecy in his mouth, he shouted "Sword, come!" and thousands of flying swords soared into the sky. Streams of flying swords converged into a celestial river, blotting out the sun.

Sig stood on the coffin lid, looking down, and poured almost all of Bat King's Armament Haki into the astonishing number of flying swords, but only strengthened a portion of them.

He gently pointed to the ground.

"go."

The vast river of flying swords in the sky suddenly turned, its blades pointing at the ground, countless cold lights flashing like stars.

next moment.

The mighty Flying Sword River cascaded down from the sky like a waterfall, or fell like a dense downpour.

Initially, the navy also offered resistance.

They each used their own methods, with flashes of swords, roars of guns and cannons, and bursts of flame.

Ice Age!

Aokiji stood on the battlefield where the marines had fallen, conjuring a thick layer of ice with his single hand.

But everything was submerged under the seemingly endless waterfall of sword energy.

The sounds of gunfire gradually subsided, and the ice was gradually breached.

When everything settles down.

Beneath the sky, only a devastated battlefield remained.

Countless broken swords lay diagonally embedded in the ground, and the shattered ice was stained red with blood.

A golden light flashed and appeared on the roof of a building at the edge of the battlefield. Kizaru stood on the roof and breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's so dangerous!"