Pirates: I am the devil

Chapter 8: Demon-slaying mission successfully completed?

The Demon Slayer fleet returned the same way it had come, with O'Hara completely turned into a sea of ​​fire behind them.

On the leading warship, the military doctor who went with the army was treating the seriously injured and unconscious Sakaski.

In the battle just now, this vice admiral of the Navy Headquarters who pursued "thorough justice" was seriously injured, with a dislocated cervical vertebra, severe concussion, multiple facial fractures, and a disfiguring scar on his left face.

It can be said that if Borsalino had not kicked out in time, half of his head might have been blown off.

After making sure that Sakaski was not in danger of life and had no permanent sequelae other than disfigurement, Kuzan and Borsalino left the medical room and returned to the deck.

Vice Admiral Huoshaoshan, with a cigar in his mouth, was admiring the ice sculptures on the deck. Seeing that his two colleagues did not look heavy-hearted, and knowing that Sakaski was not seriously injured, he still expressed his concern.

"It's okay, the injury is not serious."

For the strong men on the sea, injuries that can be recovered quickly are not considered serious. Unless it is a broken limb or damaged organs, it will not have much impact on combat effectiveness.

For a top lieutenant general like Sakaski, a few days of rest would be enough.

Borsalino came to the huge block of ice in the middle of the deck, his eyes a little surprised: "It turns out that what this guy said is right, he really is not a ghost."

Inside the solid ice, the tall and majestic Ascendant warrior disappeared, and was replaced by a black-haired boy with a slender and well-proportioned figure and handsome features.

The boy looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, his skin was sickly pale, and he had only a piece of rag on his body that barely covered his vital parts.

Obviously, this is a human.

And they don't have the characteristics of other subhuman races.

The most important thing is that the pitch-black heavy sword that gave people an invisible pressure just by looking at it also disappeared without a trace.

"It looks like this is a devil fruit user." Borsalino rubbed his chin with his fingers and made an obvious judgment.

"Indeed, but I don't know what the ability of his fruit is." Kuzan nodded in agreement.

There are all kinds of creatures with fruit abilities in this sea. They can be animals, plants, or even non-living things.

It is difficult to tell whether the young man in front of him is the cursed sword that ate the Human-Human Fruit, an ordinary boy who ate the Sword-Man Fruit, or something even more bizarre.

Borsalino pointed at Sirens' intact body and said, "Sakaski made such a big hole in his chest, but it healed in just a short while. What a terrifying recovery ability."

"Take him back and let Mr. Sengoku deal with him." Kuzan pinched his brows, "If such a powerful devil fruit user cannot be used by the navy, it is better to lock him up in the Impel Down Prison."

The young man looked like a gentle scholar, and according to Borsalino, he had relied on his strong physical fitness and extraordinary reaction ability in the previous battle to avoid being defeated by Sakaski on the spot, and even to counterattack and kill him in the end.

Upon learning this, he couldn't help but feel fortunate that he didn't kill Sirens directly. Otherwise, such a powerful devil fruit would be lost on the sea and would inevitably cause countless ambitious people to scramble for it.

It’s scary to think that a man who has never even fought can fight against the top vice admiral of the navy after eating this fruit.

Because Sirens was too dangerous, Kuzan did not unfreeze him and planned to bring him back to the Navy Headquarters in the form of an ice sculpture.

The headquarters of the Navy is located in Maryford in the first half of the Grand Line, a little far from the West Sea where O'Hara is located.

Kuzan never let his guard down along the way. Sometimes when he saw the ice showing signs of melting under the sun, he would reinforce it and put on the shackles.

Cyrus: I@#&*%...The warship is moving very fast, and Cyrus's recovery speed is also very fast.

He woke up from his coma almost when the warship passed through the doldrums.

Unlike Sakaski who suffered a serious head injury, he had no problems with his memory. He still clearly remembered that after he activated his ultimate skill, the Sword Demon Aatrox, who should have been dead, successfully landed in a different place and briefly took control of his body.

Although Togo almost beat Sakaski's dog head with his substitute, what Sirens despised most in his life was this kind of substitute behavior, so his happiness was rather tactful.

There is no other way. In this dangerous world of pirates, who can refuse an extremely powerful substitute?

Unfortunately, at present, Sirens' body has been completely hollowed out. Even breaking free from the shackles of the ice is a luxury. It is even more unrealistic to want to escape under the supervision of Kuzan and Borsalino.

Unfortunately, the energy consumed to maintain the Ascendant form was too terrifying. In addition, he activated his ultimate skill to summon the ghost of Aatrox, and after exiting the Ascendant form, he spent his remaining energy to repair his chest injury. Now he really couldn't squeeze out even a drop of energy.

Fortunately, after obtaining the legacy of the Darkin Sword Demon Aatrox, he no longer had to recover slowly through long-term recuperation and treatment like ordinary people.

Because the hero template was completely integrated with Aatrox's soul, Sirens didn't have any panel or anything like that to check his specific attributes and status, but after he integrated Aatrox's memory, he knew a way to quickly restore physical strength and energy.

This method is primitive and bloody - killing!
As a world-destroying demon, Aatrox can absorb the flesh and blood of others through killing to strengthen or repair himself.

Sirens is even better than his teacher. As long as he can cause effective damage to the enemy, he can restore a little of his health, which is a disguised way of speeding up his recovery.

However, given his current physical condition, he would probably need crutches to walk. The ability of the Pain Fruit, which was almost equivalent to a passive skill, could not be triggered due to his excessive weakness. It was simply a pipe dream for him to want to recover quickly through killing.

But it doesn’t matter. Since his transformation into an ascender, Sirens’ life span has been extended several times, and he will be able to fully recover even if he endures it.

By the time he escapes, the navy will be in big trouble!
After a brief moment of clarity, the weakness that was like a bone-chilling ulcer came back again. Sirens was unable to resist and was too lazy to resist, and his consciousness slowly fell into chaos.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Siren was awakened by a slick voice that didn't sound like a good person.

"Yes, it's her! There's no mistake!"

Siren couldn't help but frown. The more he listened, the more he wanted to give the other person a slap in the face to express his fatherly love.

"When Vice Admiral Sakaski and his men were fighting that devil, I saw a little devil rowing away from behind O'Hara!"

In the Marine Headquarters, inside Admiral Sengoku's office.

Spandam, the head of CP9 who obtained authority from the Admiral and launched the Demon Slayer Order, pointed at a photo of Robin and said angrily, “I remember very clearly that this kid personally admitted that he was an archaeologist who could interpret [historical texts]!
I wanted to chase her, but the sea was frozen and we couldn't get around it, so the little devil managed to escape!"

"You mean, are you blaming me for deliberately dragging you down?" Kuzan, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned. His eyes under his sunglasses were as cold as knives. He looked directly at Spandine who was venting his dissatisfaction to the intelligence personnel.

"Uh... Of course not. If you, Vice Admiral Kuzan, hadn't frozen the sea, we would have all been drowned by the huge waves. It was you who saved us."

Seeing that Kuzan showed signs of anger, the dissatisfaction on Spandine's face instantly turned into a flattering smile, a seamless transition that fully revealed his true nature as an agent.

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice that had not yet completely gotten rid of its youthfulness came from the corner of the office:
"Since you don't blame him, then you blame me?"

(End of this chapter)