Harry Potter Platinum Glory

In this dense network of knives, there are real and imaginary, the most incomprehensible, but in front of Augustus' writing wheel, these tricks are invisible. Augustus didn't give in at all. Instead, he rushed straight towards Hawkeye. Augustus raised the ten-fist sword in his hand and slashed it down in the air. This sword had no tricks at all, only a quick word!

This is the first time Hawkeye has seen such a fierce swordsmanship. It is simple and rude without any changes. It is relying on the strength and unparalleled speed to completely destroy the opponent's defense line. Hawkeye's heart trembled. This kind of swordsmanship seemed simple, but it was truly impeccable. He hurriedly stopped his advancing body and turned from offensive to defensive. Unfortunately, it was too late, and Augustus' sword energy still cut the eagle Eye half hat.

If you can cut off your hat, you can naturally cut off your head. Hawkeye knows this better than anyone else.

Hawkeye's heart set off a stormy sea. He learned swordsmanship at the age of seven and achieved success at the age of fourteen. Since his debut, apart from the red hair, he has never met any opponent who can match himself. I didn't expect to lose today. in the hands of a young man.

Although he was unscathed, his hat was cut off after 17 rounds, and in Hawkeye's eyes, he had lost.

"Either return to me, or leave your life and your sword." Augustus' eyes were full of murderous intent, and the ten-fist sword in his hand pointed to Hawkeye's face. The quasi-sixth-level aura on Augustus began to slowly condense, and this aura was released under the blessing of the kaleidoscope, enough to make anyone submit.

Hawkeye only felt that the handsome man in front of him was like a demon in the abyss, full of terrifying aura. Those scarlet and mysterious eyes let him see the most terrifying fantasy in the world, whether it was strength, aura, or swordsmanship, he was always there. cannot match the opponent.

Once the spirit is broken, the illusion of Sharinyan will become his eternal shackle, and the seed of the gods has invaded the depths of Hawkeye's heart at this moment.

Originally, with the arrogant character of eagle eyes, it is impossible to succumb to others, but Bie Tianshen does not ask how arrogant your character is. In front of the supreme illusion, even the number one swordsman in the pirate world cannot escape the nightmare.

"I'm willing to surrender." Hawkeye got down on one knee and expressed his loyalty to Augustus. The other gods in the middle and lower ranks of Augustus are to make Eagle Eye always loyal to himself, and the other characters have not been modified in any way.

"Very good. From today onwards, you are a member of my Cloud Pirates." Augustus raised the corner of his mouth and reached out to support Hawkeye.

"Boss, give me the three generations of ghosts."

Dossoro, the owner of the weapon shop, handed the three generations of ghosts into the hands of Augustus. Augustus pulled Guitou from the scabbard.

"Don't." Seeing that Augustus actually pulled out the ghost now, Dossoro screamed in fright and hugged his head.

"Who woke me up?" Suddenly a thick black mist shrouded the three generations of ghosts. Even Hawkeye frowned slightly, he did not expect that the third generation Guiche would have such a terrifying power.

"Your new master, Augustus." Augustus said coldly.

"Hahaha, my master? What qualifications do you have to be my master? Since you have released me, give me your soul and body." The black mist on the three generations of ghosts suddenly burst out, along the lines of Augustus His arms wrapped around him.

"Sakura, what happened to Augustus." Nami was a little worried, she had never seen such a scene before.

"Don't be afraid, Master can handle it. Sakura is very confident in Augustus' strength, because she is the one summoned by Augustus and understands his full strength.

The three-generation ghost spirit thought it had succeeded, but at this moment, it felt a pair of blood-red eyes staring at itself. The rays of light, the three generations of Guitou shivered as if they had seen the nemesis.

That kind of strange and cold feeling makes any soul-like existence tremble.

"No, no, I'll just submit to you." The black mist around San Dai Guiche's body gathered and shrank, and then disappeared into nothingness.

"It's a really good knife." In the eyes of Dossolo's difference, Augustus reinserted the third generation of Guito into the scabbard,

"Boss, sell me your treasure, Xue Zuo, too." Augustus' sharp eyes stared at the gorgeous knife on the shelf through the window.

"This, this..." Dosolo hesitated a little, and he was really heartbroken. But facing Augustus, he knew that it was impossible not to sell.

"Is this price enough?" Augustus took out a large bag of heavy gold from his bosom and threw it into Dosolo's hands, which he brought out when he returned to the Harry Potter world.

"Enough, enough." Dosolo didn't expect today's customers to be so generous. This bag of gold is more than enough to buy ten small shops like him. He hurriedly returned to the shop and took out the snow, respectfully handed it over into the hands of Augustus.

"This knife is for your self-defense." Although Xueluo was a famous knife, Augustus didn't take it seriously, and he handed Xuezao to Nami's hand.

"For me?" Nami couldn't believe it. She also knew the value of this knife. She didn't expect that Augustus would give such a precious knife to herself.

"Yeah!" Augustus smiled slightly.

Nami took the snow and walked away, so excited that she hugged Augustus and kissed him on the cheek.

Then the members of the pirates left the weapon shop.

Ao 727 Gustus decided to visit the execution ground where Roger died, but he did not expect that the surrounding area of ​​the execution ground was already under martial law by layers of navy.

"I don't know what big person is here, and they want to visit here. The residents of Rogue Town are talking about it, and at this moment, a pair of navy soldiers walked in neat steps from a distance. Behind them was a man wearing a bubble head. The man in the hood, holding three iron chains in his hands, tied three slaves to each other, like walking a dog, and three black-clothed bodyguards followed behind him.

The system's voice came to Augustus' mind: "Holy Musgarud, one of the Draconians, arrogant trash who delights in enslaving other races."

Holy Musgarud saw Nami in the crowd at a glance, her beautiful face, blond hair, and perfect figure instantly conquered his heart.

"Go and catch that girl for me." Saint Musgarud said to the three black-clothed bodyguards behind him.

"Yes master." The three bodyguards in black rushed forward and grabbed Nami's wrist.

"Our noble Lord Musgarud wants to invite you to come back to the Holy Land with us." A bodyguard showed a sinister smile on his face.

Augustus was about to make his move when a valiant female navy descended from the sky, drew out her saber and pointed at the bodyguard, saying, "Please let go of this girl.