The sea breeze blew over, passing through the sky without any obstruction.
The cold and damp air was not as cold as the coldness in Ain's heart.
"What do I want to do?"
The corners of Rashu's mouth curled into a playful smile.
"Ain, you always knew what I wanted to do.”
Ain panicked.
"But don't worry, the time isn't ripe yet.”
Rashu continued.
"I just want to witness this scene with my own eyes.”
"What will happen to the hero of the murlocs who once challenged the world government alone?”
He stepped forward and boarded the bow of the ship. Without turning his head, he said,
"I'll leave the warship and the two little fellows to you, Ain.”
"Don't let the rest of the headquarters know of their existence.”
"Wait for my news at the headquarters."
Ain suddenly became anxious. Was this guy really going to mess around?
"But how are you going to Forchart Island?!”
"We are now in the area of the triangular whirlpool current!”
She tried to use her last effort to make Rashu change his mind.
The corners of Rashu's mouth curled up.
The cold sea breeze blew his black hair into the air, and the contrast between his black hair and his white robe was particularly dazzling in the blue sky and sea.
"Do you still remember when you asked me why I had to eat that Devil's Fruit?”
Ain was stunned.
"Because it gave me an ability that no one on the sea could imagine.”
Clang!
A sonorous screech sounded.
The cold sword hanging at Rashu's waist was unsheathed like a stream of water.
The long sword drew a graceful arc in the air and then steadily hovered in the air in front of Rashu.
The bright, snow-white sword reflected a mesmerizing light under the sunlight. It was incomparably sharp!
It was the fastest of the twelve moves, the sharpest move, the Wind Splitting Water!
"No matter what, this will be an interesting journey.”
Rashu smiled and stepped on the sword.
A strong wind danced and surged.
A terrifying electromagnetic force exploded in the air!
The thick white cloak of justice fluttered.
In the next moment.
Rashu's cold figure had already turned into a lone swan, soaring into the sky. However, he instantly disappeared from sight, disappearing into the clouds.
Riding the Wind and Sword!
He was as ethereal as an immortal!
Ain stood rooted to the ground, dazed for a long time.
At the end of the deck.
The rest of the navy, Kaku and Kalifa, stared at this scene in a daze, their hearts filled with an inexplicable feeling of worship.
Flying was always the ultimate dream of humans.
However, such a valiant method was something they had never thought of in their lives.
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The Great Sea Route.
Forchart Island.
Rumble!
It was as if the endless explosions of cannons had turned into flames that soared into the sky, dyeing the entire sky with a layer of dazzling blood-red color.
The entire world seemed to lose its color, turning dark and gloomy.
The light of blood and fire filled everyone's vision.
Huge warships that seemed to be made of steel had already docked at the various sea entrances of Forchart Island, completely blocking the island's escape routes at sea.
The blue and white flag of the seagulls that blotted out the sky danced wildly under the flames of war and the strong wind, like a soaring dragon.
On the deck of each warship stood a dense group of navy soldiers. From afar, they looked like Wang Yang.
The warships were like furious fire dragons, firing wildly at the island.
The entire island seemed to be shaking under the baptism of artillery fire.
The navy held all kinds of standard weapons in their hands and stared at the island with vigilance and killing intent.
The order from the headquarters had been issued.
They knew very well who the enemy they were facing in this mission was.
Fisher Tiger, the man who had once intruded into the Holy Land of Mary Joshua, and the Murloc Pirates under his command.
On the main warship of the navy.
"Reporting to Major General Stoloberg, everything is ready.”
"Specially-made torpedoes and shark nets have been set up at the nearby seaport. More than 1,000 troops have been divided into three groups to land on the island from the east, west, and north.”
"The fleet led by Lieutenant General Borusalino is also on the way.”
On the deck, an officer in a lieutenant colonel uniform reported to a tall rear admiral.
Storobelli, Major General of the Navy, under the command of Lieutenant General Borusalino.
"Yes, very good."
"Where are the reinforcements from the other branches?"
Stoloberg nodded expressionlessly.
He was wearing a military cap, and his black beard drooped down to his waist like a waterfall.
He had a two-point military knife hanging at his waist.
The adjutant replied respectfully,"
" Major General G-3 Branch's Ghost Spider is expected to arrive in half an hour. Other than that, we haven't received any news of support from the other branches.”
Stoloberg was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head and stared coldly at the island where the flames of war were rising.
"Half an hour?"
"In that case, we have to speed up our actions.”
"Fisher Tiger's head belongs to Lieutenant General Porusalino. We can't let anyone else get it first.”
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