Chapter 270 You've Become Stronger, Brat
The patter...
I don’t know when the rain gradually became lighter.
The originally chaotic battlefield suddenly became quiet with the appearance of that figure.
I don’t know if it was an illusion. Under the ruthless orders of the Warring States Period, the navy soldiers who finally plucked up the courage to attack Zefa suddenly felt their inner wills collapse when they saw the Vice Admiral appear, and quietly relaxed. Take a breath.
An indescribable joy filled their hearts.
They gasped for air as if they had been saved, looking at the tall figure slowly descending from the sky with complicated eyes.
For these marines, they simply cannot imagine how terrible suffering and torture they will endure in their future lives if they really take action against their former mentors today.
Darren's appearance, to a certain extent...saved them.
"It really comes at just the right time..."
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Porusalino's mouth, and his eyes in sunglasses were full of teasing.
Kuzan clenched his fists and looked at Darren's timely rescue. His face turned red with excitement and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Sakaski pursed his lips, but his hands wearing black leather gloves quietly unclenched his fists.
"Darren..."
Warring States' eyes were fixed on that figure, his expression changing.
The military boots landed firmly on the ground, crushing the water on the ground.
I don't know when, four sharp-edged and peerless swords were hovering silently over Marine Fando, motionless.
Like the sharp blade of death, it towers over the heads of all the navy, making people feel their scalp numb.
The Vice Admiral did not even glance at the Sengoku and countless navy who were facing a formidable enemy. He just turned around quietly and looked at the purple-haired old man who was breathing heavily and spitting out white mist in the cold rain.
Faced with Darren's strange behavior, no one dared to act rashly.
They were all witnesses to the Felsek Island incident, and had seen with their own eyes the horrific scene of this monster from their naval headquarters tearing apart the five old stars, the highest authority of the world government.
The whole world knows that Rogers Darren will get his revenge.
They had just tried to take action against his wife and children, even if they had no choice but to do so, Darren had a hundred reasons to kill them all.
As a result, the situation suddenly became strange.
The ruined land was so eerily quiet that the navy soldiers even held their breath.
Two figures, an old man and a young man, stood there, looking at each other from a distance.
"You've become stronger, you brat."
Zefa looked at the Vice Admiral up and down, a look of pride gradually appeared on his face, and he grinned:
Darren glanced at Zefa's empty severed arm and his shirt stained red with blood. He was silent for a moment and said slowly:
"But you're getting weak, old man."
Hearing this, Zefa laughed boldly:
"It's just an arm. You should see my opponent...he even has his head taken off! Hahahahaha!!"
The hoarse but powerful laughter broke through the wind and rain, and the calmness and unrestrained tone in his tone moved everyone present.
Darren couldn't help laughing.
He stood in the rain, quietly looking at the purple-haired old man laughing generously in front of him, and asked:
"CP0 of battle order?"
Zefa shook his head, puffed out his chest and said:
"It's not just an ordinary CP0, but the top "Dragon's Strongest Shield" among CP9!"
Darren was silent, nodded and said:
"I remember."
Suddenly an iron box appeared in his hand, and he threw it to Zefa.
The movement was casual, as if he was just tossing a cigar.
However, Seng Guo's expression changed drastically and his pupils shrank into tiny needles.
"What's this?"
Zefa took the iron box, frowned and asked.
Darren said calmly:
"In the World Noble Hunting Competition on Filsek Island, more than five hundred elite Dracos hunted the residents of the island in order to snatch this thing."
"This is the final prize of the competition...the fluttering fruit."
The moment the words fell, Zefa was stunned.
Fluttering fruit! ?
The devil fruit ability of that guy Shiki the Golden Lion?
Before he could react, Darren raised his finger, and the iron box in Zefa's hand flashed with a blue arc of electricity, and then slowly opened.
A golden pineapple-shaped fruit imprinted with floating cloud patterns slowly came into view.
In an instant, everyone present's breath froze, and their eyes became uncontrollably hot.
Fluttering fruit!
One of the most powerful superhuman devil fruits in the sea!
Its previous owner, the "Flying Admiral" Golden Lion Shiki, relied on the power of this Devil Fruit to almost dominate the new world, and even almost sunk the Marine Headquarters, Malinfando, into the sea!
It can be said bluntly that even if we put aside the various legends and auras of Piaopiao Fruit, its value cannot be estimated just because of its "floating" characteristics.
Otherwise, the group of highly self-respecting Heavenly Dragons would not have taken it as the final prize in the hunting competition.
However, facing such a powerful and precious Devil Fruit, Zefa only glanced at it and then retracted his gaze.
He looked at Darren and said seriously:
"Boy Darren, in this situation, you need the power of this Piao Piao Fruit more than I do."
The Floating Fruit has immeasurable strategic value. The enemy Darren will face next is the largest and most terrifying force in the world. If he has the help of the Floating Fruit, he may be able to reduce some of the pressure.
Darren shook his head and said in a deep voice:
"No, I don't trust this devil fruit to others."
"The only person I can trust is you... Please, Mr. Zefa."
Zefa was silent.
He saw the firmness in Darren's eyes that no one could question.
"So that's it, I understand."
Zefa slowly exhaled a turbid breath.
A hint of decisiveness flashed in his old eyes, and he grabbed the devil fruit in the box.
"No!"
Zhan Guo's face suddenly changed.
"Stop it quickly--"
Before he finished speaking, four consecutive solemn lights had already broken through the air and whistled out, exploding towards him.
Zhan Guo's eyelids twitched wildly, and he instantly transformed into a huge golden war Buddha, with his arms covered with armed color domineering across his chest!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Four famous swords hit Zhan Guo's arms like jet rockets, knocking him hundreds of meters away.
Amid his eyes widening and the exclamations of other navy officers,
Zeffa stuffed the floating fruit directly into his mouth!
Swish!
The fresh juice splashed out from the corner of his mouth, and Zefa's face suddenly stiffened.
Resisting the feeling of vomiting, he swallowed the fruit with a gurgle.
As he swallowed, he suddenly felt an indescribable heat flow from his abdomen into his heart.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The heart in his chest, as if it had been strongly stimulated, beat strongly.
The hideous blue veins gradually emerged on Zefa's forehead, neck and arms, and kept bulging.
Then,
an incredible scene appeared.
In the stunned eyes of the navy officers,
the gravel on the ground at Zefa's feet began to tremble slowly, and then began to float up from the ground!
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