Navy’s Dark Admiral

In the bright lobby, little light came in.

With a bun on his head and a scar at the corner of his eye, a man wearing a dojo training uniform was kneeling on top, with a Taidao horizontally placed in front of his knee, his eyes slightly closed, and he did not respond to the noise and turmoil outside.

It wasn't until the slight sound of footsteps came from far to near that the man in the lobby suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes jumping in the air like a ray of light.

"Thunder-slashing swordsman, Eric!" Apophis stood at the door, his tall figure blocked the sunlight, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

Eric grabbed the ground sword in his hand, looked at the scarlet pupils under the grimace mask, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, "After waiting for so many days, I almost thought you wouldn't find me, now it seems, You really did not disappoint me, Crimson Swordsman, Apophis!"

Seeing that Apophis was silent and standing there quietly, Eric narrowed his eyes slightly. Is this arrogant guy looking down on him?

"Is it because the record in the paradise makes you a little confused about reality? Apophis." Eric said in a deep voice, "You have to know, this is a new world, like those guys who call themselves swordsmen in the paradise, come here , but not even a first-rate swordsman.”

"Even if they are both sword masters, there is still a difference between the strong and the weak. You'd better..."

"I know I'm much better than you, but no matter how much you emphasize, I won't let you go." Apophis interrupted coldly.

"Ahem..." Eric was almost choked out of breath, "Bastard, are you pretending to be stupid for me? I mean, I am the strongest in this battle. If you If you don’t want to die here, you’d better go back to the paradise and play your house!”

"The strong..." Apophis stepped on the ground lightly and said coldly, "Ambush and sneak attack underground, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the confidence that a strong should have?"

"How do you know..." Eric's complexion changed drastically, and then he said in a cold voice, "If you find out and don't run away, I don't know whether I should praise your courage or despise your stupidity!"

As he said that, Eric shouted loudly, "Don't hide, come out!"

boom!

The floor exploded, and a steady stream of troops emerged. Roughly, there were at least four to five hundred people, squeezing the empty lobby to the brim.

These newly-appeared people were either ferocious or laughing wildly, turning guns in their hands, as if they had the word "villain" written on their faces.

"These guys don't look like people from the dojo?" Apophis asked softly.

Before Eric could answer, a big man with a swollen face and a machete came out and said, "We are not as stupid as the slave owners in Paradise, knowing that you hate our business, and let you live freely! "

"Since you will find us sooner or later, it is better for us to send you back to hell in advance."

Another aunt-level pirate with heavy make-up stood up and said with a "coquettish smile", "Besides, if you want to blame it, I blame you for being too cruel and ruthless, killing so many swordsmen, otherwise Your Excellency Thunder Swordsman wouldn't be fighting for his reputation Come and work with us guys."

"Humph!" Eric snorted coldly, "If you hadn't done too much, I wouldn't have done such a disgraceful thing. If you want to hate it, hate yourself for being too ruthless and cruel!"

Apophis tilted his head. Most of the sword lords he killed were trash that didn't deserve the name, and he kept those who made him enjoy himself a little bit alive.

After all, it would be too wasteful to harvest leeks in one wave.

Of course, he never bothered to explain this kind of misunderstanding.

"No matter how much waste there is, it's still waste!" Apophis said indifferently.

"You think we're going to be like that bunch of trash in Paradise? We represent the true dark side of the sea! Bastards!"

"Go ahead and kill him,

This arrogant attitude really makes people angry! "The slave owner with a machete said coldly.

After the words fell, powerful firepower poured towards Apophis.

In this sea, firearms are always the best means of attack when the number of people is suppressed.

Unless it is a person with a steel body like BIG MOM, no one can completely ignore the damage of guns. It is better than Whitebeard, who still suffered a lot of damage from guns in the war on the top.

However, a red mist suddenly seeped out around Apophis' body. After those bullets entered the range of the blood mist, they seemed to have gone through a long period of time, and when they touched Apophis' body, they had already turned into A cloud of iron filings drifted away with the wind.

If the previous sword power was just the instinct of the soul linking the Seven Star Sword, then, after comprehending the use of faith, Apophis was able to perfectly control his own sword power.

Sauron is the spirit of the forest that cuts off everything, but he is the monstrous sea of ​​blood that corrodes everything.

"What the hell is this?" The pirates recruited by the slave owners all stared wide-eyed, devil fruit?

The blood mist around Apophis continued to spread. Naturally, no one dared to touch this kind of ominous thing, and the pirates retreated to the small space behind while shooting without giving up.

Of course, not all of these pirates are not afraid of death.

"Pretending to be a ghost, watch me chop you up!" A few pirates rushed up clamoring, and even wrapped themselves in armed domineering in a serious manner.

Apophis took a look and knew that their armed color should be the weakest armed color mentioned by Kapzefa, and they couldn't even resist the erosion of the blood mist. All that was left was a pile of bones.

However, their performance made the eyes of the strong men in the slave ship shine. It turns out that this weird thing can be defended with armed domineering ah!

Although the fate of those miscellaneous soldiers was miserable, it was obviously because their armed forces were not good enough. As long as their armed forces were strong enough, they could fight that guy in close quarters.

However, someone rushed out faster than them.

"Slaying Lightning, Breaking Evil!" As if to cheer himself up, Eric covered his body with armed domineering aura, and swung his sword with a loud shout.

The purple-black thunder wrapped around the sword, although it was weak, it cut through the mist and cut a way out of the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing this scene, Apophis' eyes brightened slightly. This guy also understood the power of the sword. Although his physique and arrogance were not strong, his sword skills were enough to make up for part of the gap.

Apophis carefully restrained the strength in his body, and simply used swordsmanship to fight against the enemy. He came to find someone to sharpen his swordsmanship. Before gaining insights, it would be bad to accidentally beat the opponent to death with a heavy hand!

He is such a kind person!