Pirate: Give me your power

A scene like the end of hell.

Looking at Martina's old face, Logan thought of one thing.

No wonder Maralui was attacked by the Navy ten years ago.

It is estimated that they have investigated the remnants of the Rocks Pirates, Martina's hometown, and are planning to come here to capture the big pirate.

But I don't know if it was stupid or cruel, the navy who didn't find Martina actually slaughtered the village!

Well, the navy really spares no effort in eradicating evil.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Logan's face.

However, Mikoo and Becky next to them didn't think of this.

They didn't know who Rocks was or how powerful he was.

They just want to know what this has to do with Mikoou.

Not letting them wait for too long, Martina quickly sorted out her emotions, and looked at Mikoou with calm vicissitudes of eyes.

"When the war ended, I was swept into a hidden cave by the aftermath of the battle in the center."

"At that time, the entire Valley of the Gods was collapsing and sinking. I was eager to escape, but accidentally touched the mechanism of the cave, and fell into a deeper cave."

"There's nothing inside, just a few natural luminous beads and a... broken slate."

Martina looked at Logan: "Do you know something like a historical text?"

Logan nodded.

"That slate is a shattered text of history."

"What?" Logan looked surprised: "As far as I know, the historical text cannot be destroyed by any attack. It is the strongest substance in the world!"

Martina also couldn't understand, even though more than 20 years had passed.

"However, I'm sure I'm not mistaken. I have been to the West Sea and visited the world-famous archaeological holy land, O'Hara."

"There I made some friends with whom I sailed all over the world for a few years."

"During that period, I, an old woman in her 70s at the time, could barely understand some ancient characters."

"So, what does this have to do with me!"

Mikoo anxiously interrupted Martina's chatter, it was really afraid that Martina would die in the next second.

Archimonde frowned, his hands had a faint tendency to turn into gears, and dragon scales appeared on Ali's arms, as if he was going to rush out for three hundred rounds in the next second.

"Hey, Xiaoou, be patient meow."

Becky quickly grabbed Mikoou, leaned down and reprimanded him.

Martina was not angry at all, with an apologetic smile on her face: "Ah... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, people are easy to talk when they are old. I used to hate this kind of person the most, but I didn't expect that I would become such a person. I really lived like I hate it."

It's long-winded again.

Mi Keou clenched his fists tightly, and there were faint veins on his forehead.

It really wanted to leave, but when he thought that the old man in front of him might know his own background, he couldn't leave no matter what!

Anxious, helpless, all kinds of emotions filled his chest, Mikoou was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Seeing Miko's appearance like this, an imperceptible sly smile flashed in Martina's eyes, like an old urchin.

Ah...about 3 more minutes.

Martina started a countdown to her life in her heart.

"On the broken historical text, there are a few intermittent words recorded."

Martina looked at Mikoou, her voice was tinged with solemnity and seriousness.

Mikoou calmed down instantly, and looked at Martina with a pair of big black and white eyes without blinking.

The desolate voice seemed to carry the thickness of the years: "The unfinished beast... the master of black and white... the ancient times"

"Then it was blank, and then the writing was blurred."

"On the back of the broken slate, there is a flower hat carved."

"A hat made of colorful flowers, with two golden tassels hanging from the brim."

"The back of that slate really depicts such a colorful hat, which I remember deeply."

Martina's eyes fell on Miko's hat, her eyes firmly convinced.

Mikoou subconsciously raised his hand to grab the two golden flower spikes on both sides of the brim of the hat.

Seeing this, Logan asked, "Do you still have that slate?"

Martina shook her head: "The situation was too critical at that time, the cave collapsed almost instantly, I only had time to escape, and didn't take it."

"That's it."

Logan stretched out his hand and rubbed Miko's head. The flower hat was soft and smelled strange.

Martina was silent for a moment, and looked at Logan: "Locus once revealed a secret to us. In a corner of the world, there are three huge powers sleeping. They are called the three ancient weapons!"

"Uranus, the king of heaven, Pluto, the king of the underworld, and Poseidon, the king of the sea!"

Logan froze for a moment, not knowing what Martina meant by this.

A calm smile appeared on Martina's face: "I guess, the recorded beast of the end, the holder of the flower hat, is the king of beasts that can rival the above three!"

Logan subconsciously looked at the little Mikoou, and subconsciously laughed: "That's it? Impossible, hahahaha!"

Martina also smiled: "I once said the same to a friend, and he laughed like that."

Mikoou pursed his lips unhappily, as he felt extremely strongly that his dignity had been seriously challenged.

"Ah! Smelly Captain! Aah!"

Mikoou opened his mouth wide and rushed over to bite Logan's calf.

Betsy and Ali laughed, as if they were watching one of their own children throwing a tantrum.

However, when they looked up, the expressions on their faces suddenly froze.

Not because of anything else, because Logan's expression is also frozen now.

Amidst the frozen expressions and gazes of several people, Logan raised his calf, and the little Mikoou was hanging on it, baring a mouthful of white fangs.

This is not the point, the point is that a trace of bright red color slowly penetrated from the trouser legs, drop by drop, falling to the ground.

Ali swallowed his saliva, rubbed his eyes hard, the expression on his face was extremely shocked

"Cheat, lie!?"

He and Logan had sparred many times these days, and even using the dragon claws could not leave any scars on the opponent's body.

But now, if the pets on the boat bite casually, they will break?

Logan couldn't believe it either, his skin had the bonus of the Bear King's [Defense] talent all the time.

Not only is it soft and elastic, but its defense is absolutely strong. Without weapons, even a famous knife can't break through the defense and make him bleed. How could it be bitten by the deciduous teeth of a mere panda cub.

Could it be that [Defense] talent disappeared?

It can't be that it looks cute and has a crit bonus.

Logan rolled up his sleeves, revealing a fair-skinned, smooth forearm, and then stretched out to Ali: "Use the dragon claw."

Without hesitation, Ali's right hand immediately turned into a dragon, and then slashed across Logan's arm forcefully.

A trace of pain struck, and a long and thin white mark appeared on Logan's skin, which then rapidly swelled up, congested, and turned red.

But... it didn't break!

[Guardian] The talent has not disappeared, so it is...

Logan shook his calf, and Mikoou waved it in the air.

However, after realizing that his teeth had bitten Logan's skin, the shame and anger in his heart dissipated instantly.

Mikoou let go of his mouth instantly, and fell to the ground.

Then he crawled directly behind Becky, grabbed Becky's calf, peeked at Logan, covered his mouth and pretended to be fierce, and said, "Who told you that I can't do it."

It's milky and fierce, cowardly and tough.

Logan put down his calf, and life energy rushed over. However, Logan was surprised to find strands of strange energy wrapped around the small wound, preventing the wound from healing.

Logan mobilized his life energy calmly, rushing towards it continuously.

After ten seconds, the wound slowly healed.

And the healing of this kind of injury should have taken less than a second.

Logan took a deep look at Mikoou, then turned around silently and looked at Martina: "Your guess may not be just a guess."

Martina blinked, smiled and nodded.

1 minutes to go...

Martina suddenly felt a deep exhaustion, her face was covered with gray shadows, her body fell sideways, and she was about to fall off her big white hands.

Archimonde's face changed, and he hurriedly reached out to pick it up.

But someone was faster than him, and caught Martina firmly in the blink of an eye.

"Meow Chi."

Logan turned around and shouted, the latter reacted immediately, stretched out his hands, and a large number of white island clouds emerged from his palms, quickly forming a soft white bed.

Logan gently placed Martina on it, and then held her hand, a large amount of life energy was passed over, but it didn't even stir up any waves.

Martina smiled and broke away from Logan's hand, shaking her head.

It's useless, her body is already a leaking barrel, the hole is getting bigger and bigger, everything is passing away, and nothing can hold it.

Logan sighed, withdrew his hand and turned away.

"Thank you."

Archimonde sincerely thanked him, then knelt down in front of Martina's bed with tears in his eyes.

"Archimonde, my son, don't be sad, I'm about to leave with my sins all over me, I want to be free."

"You still have a long way to go. I have kept you by my side for ten years, selfishly treating you as Archimonde of Maralui. It's time for you to see this world. Go, live for yourself, see this world with your own eyes, feel this world with your own heart..."

Martina babbled, as if she had endless things to tell her son.

Archimonde couldn't help nodding, and big drops of tears poured down violently.

Suddenly, Logan focused his eyes and looked into the distance.

Under the glowing flames of the gear factory, two figures were running towards them.

Because it was too far away, the naked eye couldn't see clearly, so Logan directly perceived the past with the color of knowledge.

An old man is Uncle Kinder.

A middle-aged man is Amanda's father - Tamon.

Logan froze for a moment, and looked at Amanda who had kept his head down and remained silent since just now.

Soon, the two running people rushed over.

Jin De was dripping with sweat, his clothes were drenched with sweat, and even his originally neatly combed silver hair was flying around in a mess.

Kinder panted heavily, his body was not as tough as it looked.

"Martina..."

Uncle Kind did not look at Archimonde, his eyes were full of Martina, and he held the latter's hand at once.

"It's the old man."

Martina struggled to open a slit of her eyes, and vaguely saw Kinder's figure clearly.

"You must be hating me..."

Martina's mouth curved into a bitter arc.

"No, it's not."

Kinder burst into tears: "Martina, I don't hate you long ago."