Chapter 102 This Is Your Grand Funeral

"What is this..."

"Impossible!"

"A storm of this magnitude!"

"I've never seen it before!!"

"..."

The members of Roger's Pirates looked at the horrifying scene in front of them with shock and horror, and could not believe their eyes. [6][9][s][h][u][x][.][c][o][m]

They are different from other pirate groups on this sea.

For example, legendary pirates like Whitebeard and Big Mom, who are as famous as Roger, either have their own territory or control a sea area, and will not wander around the sea.

But Roger's Pirates are different.

Thanks to the dreams of their idiot captain, they will try to travel to every sea area, every country, every town in this sea... Even those terrifying and dangerous places that others dare not set foot on, they will break in without hesitation, just to enjoy the local scenery and beauty.

But even so, even the members of Roger's Pirates who have personally experienced countless dangerous places have never seen such an exaggerated scene as this one.

Wind, strong wind! !

A rare storm in the world, carrying a huge amount of seawater and heavy rain, rushing, stirring, spiraling, and flying wantonly! !

The sea is mysterious and dangerous!

For pirates, sea storms are truly the most desperate natural disasters!

Heavy rain, bursting winds, rushing water columns... one after another waterspouts continue to appear, connecting the sky and the earth.

The most terrifying disasters in nature are madly intertwined, condensed, and derived at this moment, turning into a devastating disaster.

At a glance, the sea storm that covers the sky and the sun, swept by dozens of hurricane tornadoes, seems to be the collapse of the world!

In the horrified eyes of everyone, several warships of the Flying Pirates at the edge of the sea battlefield were swallowed up by the sea storm in the blink of an eye.

The moment they touched the sea tornado, they were torn to pieces by its terrifying strangulation and power.

The wreckage, fragments, broken masts and hulls, and the bodies of pirates torn apart alive...all rose into the sky under the storm.

Thousands of pirates could not even make any resistance or a miserable wail, and turned into large pieces of blood foam, dyeing the sea tornadoes that connected the sky and the ground dark red.

"Damn it! What happened?!"

The Oro Jackson under his feet was shaking under the impact of the majestic storm, as if it would fall apart at any time.

All power systems failed at this moment, the sails were blown to pieces, and the hurricane tore back and forth trapped the pirate ships on the sea and in the sky in the strong wind, as if they were trapped in an endless quagmire and could not move.

"How is this possible!!"

The golden lion floated in the sky, feeling the oppression of this sudden storm, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

He could clearly feel that he was gradually getting out of the floating control of the flying pirate fleet! !

The power of this sea storm is too huge... Even as strong as he is, he can't fight against this great force of nature!

"Why did this happen... My navigator... That bastard... Didn't he say that although the climate in the Et-Wol Sea is complicated, it is still within the controllable range!?"

Seeing that dozens of sea tornadoes were rushing over like a collapsed wall, and their advancing speed was still increasing, quickly engulfing and destroying his fleet, the red eyes of the Golden Lion were almost about to crack.

Tear! !

A series of earth-shattering loud noises came from the sky.

In this stormy climate, pale thunders continued to evolve under the influence of the sea storm, and thunder flashed in the sky.

"Ahhhh!!"

"Lord Golden Lion! Help!"

"Boss Shiki!"

"..."

A short and terrified scream came, and the two pirate ships floating in the sky had been strangled by the storm.

The fragments and wreckage of the hull were scattered all over the sky, mixed with the fragments of the body.

The complex climate environment of At-Wol, the stormy weather... contributed to the power of the storm at sea, becoming more and more violent and uncontrollable! !

'We must retreat...'

Golden Lion looked at this scene with a sullen face, and this thought subconsciously emerged in his mind.

Under the influence of this storm, he could no longer control the floating of the fleet.

The storm formed by dozens of hurricanes was already close at hand. If he continued to stay, not only would the fleet be wiped out here, but he himself would probably fall into this storm! !

The ability of the Floating Fruit... is most afraid of storms!

Golden Lion even began to feel that it was becoming difficult for his body to float in the air.

"Damn it!!"

He cursed fiercely and was about to retreat.

Unexpectedly——

"Hahahahaha!! Shiki!!!"

"Here I come again!!"

A bloody figure, like a madman, smashed through the rain curtain, dragging the long sword wrapped in black and red lightning... and attacked again!!

"You idiot!!"

The golden lion's pupils shook violently, and roared:

"I don't want to play with you, Roger!!"

Dang!!

The two swords held up the long sword that Roger had cut down, and a majestic wave of air burst out and continued to spread.

A large number of sparks flew up, illuminating Roger's heartless smile and the dark and gloomy expression of the Golden Lion.

"I don't want to be buried here with you!!"

The Golden Lion roared furiously, feeling the approach of the storm, and became more and more anxious, with a layer of cold sweat oozing from his entire back.

Roger was full of fighting spirit and laughed heroically:

"Since we can't escape anyway, we might as well fight here to the last moment of our lives!!"

You can't escape, but I can! ! !

The Golden Lion was almost furious.

He burst out with all his strength without reservation, and the two swords wrapped in thunder slashed down fiercely!

"Ghost Lion·Chopping Wave!!"

Dang! !

A deafening explosion sounded, and Roger's figure had nowhere to hold his ground in the sky, and the whole person flew back.

The Golden Lion didn't bother to take a second look, because a huge shadow had risen behind him.

The storm... is within reach! ! !

Must retreat immediately! !

The Golden Lion roared wildly in his heart, and used all his strength to activate his devil fruit ability, allowing his body to float up and away from the vast storm.

The power of the storm bound his movements, making it extremely difficult for him to take off, like a huge whirlpool that was about to suck him in.

"Get out of here!"

The Golden Lion roared with all his strength, gnashing his teeth, and two lines of blood began to ooze out of his nostrils.

Using the power of the Floating Fruit with all his strength, his body began to struggle out of the shackles of the storm.

Start to take off!

It works!

I can definitely escape! !

The eyes of the Golden Lion suddenly lit up brightly, and he couldn't help laughing:

"Hahahaha! Roger!! I'm leaving first!"

"It's a pity that I couldn't sink you into the sea with my own hands."

"But the result won't change!"

"Your voyage...is over!"

"Bury it here!! Isn't this unprecedented storm your grandest funeral?"

"Hahahaha!"

The Golden Lion's arrogant laughter spread across the sky.

But at this moment——

"Shoot him...Yan Mo!"

A cold and fierce voice like a ghost suddenly came from a few miles away.

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