Pirates Never Work Overtime

The sword flashed, and drops of blood spattered everywhere.

Mers had no intention of holding back at all, and took advantage of the victory to pursue and slash at Dorag.

Dolag looked very embarrassed now. His dark green trench coat was in tatters and he was bleeding from a large number of wounds on his body.

There were hundreds of wounds, and more than a dozen of them exposed pale bones. Even the cyan storm that had previously enveloped the bones was much darker.

If it had been anyone else, they would have been dead in the face of Morse's continuous fatal slashes, but Dorag was obviously not an ordinary person. Even though he had many broken bones all over his body, his expression still did not change at all, as if

It was not just him who was injured.

Although the time between the two of them was short, their attacks were deadly, leaving no chance for the other party to survive.

Although Dolag was in a panic, Mers was not unscathed either. Amidst the storm and the roar of thunder and lightning, his body was also covered with scars, and there was even a blackened bullet hole that penetrated his chest.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

Looking at Morse's stern face, Dorag couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The only impression left on Dorag was that of the strange long knife in the other man's hand. It was weird and sharp. When the blade was broken, it could turn into a mess of cherry blossoms.

When cutting, when the blade is condensed, everything it touches can be broken.

The wind gun, armed domineering force, bones, and even the hard dragon claws that he was proud of were all chopped off by Morse with his sword in this brief confrontation.

Therefore, Dorag can only avoid the sharp edge for the time being, and make plans after his injury slowly recovers.

Mers' current swordsmanship has gone his own way. The strength under balanced development coupled with Senbonzakura's sharpness, he can cut enemies to the point of fear without any obstacles. Few people dare to confront him head-on.

of slashing.

Swastika: One bite of the Thousand-Blade Flower and it breaks!

I saw a river of cherry blossom swords slowly emerging from the feet of Mers. In the blink of an eye, it appeared at the feet of Dorag, who was constantly dodging. Under Dorag's somewhat frightened eyes, hundreds of millions of blades the size of cherry blossoms emerged from the ground.

His feet rose into the air and crushed him hard in the direction of Dolag.

Poof!

A severed arm stabbed into a sieve fell to the ground, and Dorag's left arm was completely severed by Meers.

Morse's figure seemed to move instantaneously and appeared behind Dorag, slowly inserting Senbonzakura into the scabbard.

Six Styles·Moon Step Empty Cicada!

After Morse's figure came behind Dolag, the attack did not end there.

Iai·Flowers are blooming and falling!

A pink slash struck directly at Dolag's back, and struck directly at the back of Dolag's neck.

Dragon scale armor!

Large, fine cyan scales instantly appeared on Dorag's back, forming a cyan armor.

Poof!

With another sword strike, the back of Dorag's neck was cut open, revealing the keel of the spine wrapped in green.

After slashing the sword, Mers' figure flashed again and appeared in front of Dorag.

"Dolag, it seems that I won this time!" Mers said with a disappointed tone. When we met again, we didn't expect that Dolag would become so unwilling to resist beatings.

puff!

Squirting out a mouthful of blood, Dorag, under the somewhat shocked gaze of Mers, actually condensed a stream of cyan storm elements, and then condensed a cyan armor, a lance, and a crotch

Dragon!

Enter Dragon Knight Drago!

Seeing Dolag's outfit, Mers couldn't help but sneered. The dragon knights came out. It seemed that Dolag had used all his skills.

Mers VS Dragon Knight Dorag, the second round begins!

boom!

Pink cherry blossoms and green wind suddenly collided in the air. Under the intersection of swords and guns, the familiar space distortion appeared again!

drink!

Mers shouted loudly, and at the same time used all his strength to force Dolag and his dragon back.

It has to be said that the strength of Dorag riding a dragon is different, both in strength and speed, there is a completely different increase.

Dragon·Storm Thrust!

The lance in Dolag's hand stabbed forward, and tornadoes continued to sweep towards him.

Dozens of tornadoes turned green and rotated at high speed, sweeping up the gravel and dust on the ground. The hurricane energy in them was even mixed with streaks of thunder and lightning.

The tornado was wrapped in thunder and lightning and struck quickly, as if it was going to crush Morse.

Mers' eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not choose to evade immediately, because there was no way to avoid it, and Dorag's tornado had already surrounded the entire space.

Dolag, who was attacking with all his strength, was indeed difficult to deal with. His one-fruit ability was exploited to the extreme by his opponent, and his three-color domineering power was no less impressive. Mers even felt that the combination of domineering power and ability that Zefa guessed was also used by the opponent.

Initial mastery.

Swastika · Jie Jing · Senbonzakura Kage Yan!

The sword river at the feet of Morse reappeared, and the injury-free circle that had not appeared for a long time also appeared again. Compared with the previous injury-free circle that had been transformed by Morse's strength, although the range did not change much, it was still within three feet of the whole body.

, but both the defensive strength and toughness have been greatly improved.

The most important thing is that when the blade enters the pink wound-free circle, the wound-free circle will not change in any way.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The moment the injury-free circle appeared, Dorag slapped the divine dragon on his crotch, causing the dragon to quickly retreat several feet away from the sky. At the same time, dozens of tornadoes carrying thunderstorms swept towards Moer.

S.

During the roar, the cherry blossoms continued to fly and fall. Mers stood in the center of the injury-free circle, looking at the strong wind around him and the sound like breaking glass coming from his ears, knowing that his injury-free circle had once again reached its limit.

.

It's a bit sad to think about it. Every time Morse's injury-free circle is used, it always ends up broken and scattered. There has never been a time when it lasted with him from beginning to end.

With a somewhat unhappy sigh, Mers held Senbonzakura and looked directly at Dorag in front of him through the tornado. The man was looking at him indifferently at this time. The lance in his hand was more suitable and he kept raising and lowering it. It seemed that he was preparing

I want to have a showdown with myself.

Holding Senbonzakura with both hands, he slashed in front of him with all his strength. A huge pink sword energy flew out, briefly breaking open the sealed space in front of him, but only for a moment.

But just this moment was enough for Morse to make the next step.

Six Styles·Moon Step Empty Cicada!

Dolag suddenly turned around and took out his gun. The tip of the gun was wrapped with thunder. When the gun was thrust out, the wind and thunder shook wildly.

Buzz~

The lightning on the tip of the gun flashed suddenly. When it collided with the long knife in Merles' hand, the lightning burst out suddenly, and the bright blue light engulfed Merles. Especially in this dark cloudy weather,

It looks even more terrifying.

Mers closed his eyes subconsciously, and in the next second, in his perception of the color, the spear in Dorag's hand stabbed at him at a faster speed.

Meers Senbonzakura shuddered and advanced instead of retreating. Knowing that he could never avoid the opponent's elaborate shot, he chose to exchange injuries for injuries and hit him hard at the expense of his left shoulder. At the same time, the Senbonzakura in his hand

The black and white light on the cherry blossom flickered, and it slashed directly towards Dorag's neck.

At the same time, Morse's armed domineering energy and the spiritual energy in his body surged up and permeated his whole body, raising his combat power to its peak.

Upon seeing this, Dorag immediately gave up the lance in his hand, and slapped the Storm Dragon on his crotch. As he retreated, the Divine Dragon on his crotch suddenly raised his claws and grabbed Mers fiercely. At the same time,

The strong wind surrounding his body kept blowing against Mers, who was trying to get closer to him.

But Morse just smiled coldly. The shot he received was not in vain. He even thought of giving himself a shot and then retreated. Such a good thing had never happened in Morse's dictionary.

The Senbonzakura swung out changed from a horizontal slash to a vertical slash. After one strike, the wind disappeared, and the storm dragon in front of him and the strong wind that kept blowing towards him all disappeared.

The dark clouds dispersed, the strong wind subsided, and Dorag slowly fell to the ground in the air. At the same time, Mers also dispersed the cherry blossom wings behind him and stepped on the ground.

Instead, the floating battle between the two came to an end for the time being.

…

"It seems that the big time has indeed come. The young man back then has grown into an opponent that I feel is a bit tricky." Even now, Dorag's tone remains unwavering, as if life and death have little to do with him.

.

"Tch~~, you guys are really annoying. At this time, you are still saying these useless things. Hurry up and decide whether to live or die! I have other things to do."

Although Dolag, whose whole body was wrapped in this green armor, had lost the lance in his hand and the divine dragon on his crotch, his power was still undiminished. The strong wind behind him blew again, driving his body towards Morse's body.

The direction rushed over decisively.

Dragon Claw!

The right hand wrapped in armed domineering shape was in the shape of a dragon's claw, and it attacked Mers fiercely.

Morse's reaction was not slow at all. He clenched his right fist, which was also wrapped in a weapon-like domineering aura, and struck hard at the opponent's claws.

boom!

The fists and claws collided, and after a muffled sound, both sides took a step back at the same time.

"Sure enough, now it seems that your left arm condensed by the wind is just a decoration!"

Before he finished speaking, Dolag twisted his body and hit him with a dragon's claw. Apparently, he had seen through Morse's moon-walking cicada and knew that what he left behind was a fake body and his real body.

Unsurprisingly, he appeared behind him again.

This is also true, one of his claws directly grasped the Senbonzakura that Morse waved.

After the roar, Morse smiled and took a step back.

"Sure enough, not only can the same move not be knocked down twice in Saint Seiya, Dorag can also not be knocked down twice."

Regarding Morse's words, Dorag did not say much. Instead, he took a step closer and prepared to take Morse's head directly.

But how could Morse be so easy to deal with? With his domineering attitude fully unleashed, Dorag's actions were already clear in his mind. He stepped hard with his foot and waved out the Senbonzakura in his hand.

In a battle between strong men, life and death can be determined by a single thought. Because Mers' mental strength is far beyond that of ordinary people, he is particularly sensitive in sensing the difference between life and death.

Senbonzakura flashed through his hand silently, with no shocking aura or ear-piercing sonic boom, only the cold light, the cold light of the sword, the cold light of Kyushu.

Poof!

The blood spurted out like a fountain, several meters away.

Dorag's stretched out right arm also flew into the air, spun half a circle in the air and then landed with a crash.

For a moment, Dorag's arms were completely broken, and his body under the armor was even more shattered. The injuries that had been suppressed before were obviously no longer able to be suppressed.

"The cherry blossoms in my body must be almost uncontrollable! Dorag, I'm here to help you!" Mers snapped his fingers as he spoke.

Snapped!

The sound disappeared with the snap of fingers, but a louder voice sounded again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After bursts of muffled sounds, the armor on Dorag's body suddenly shattered, blood sprayed out as if for free, and Dorag also knelt on one knee on the ground.

It seems that he has been severely injured. If others see this scene, they may show some surprised expression. You must know that this is the leader of the revolutionary army, Monkey D. Drag!

A monster that has roamed the sea for more than ten years and has never been defeated.

Even though his arms were broken, blood was flowing all over his body, and his body was even unsteady, Dorag's expression remained unchanged, without even a hint of anger, as if he had known he would die here.

Dolag, who had said very little since the exchange, looked ahead at Morse, who was charred and stained with blood, and slowly spoke: "What a pity for White Snake Morse!"

"Are you going to start discussing the revolutionary army's dream with me again? It's so boring. I thought you would beg for mercy!"

"Begging for mercy, if you can join the revolutionary army and seek stability for the common people of the world, so what if I just beg for mercy or even commit suicide!"

As Dorag spoke, he continued to gather the last energy in his body, preparing for a final blow.

Seeing the mocking smile on Morse's face, Dorag knew that everything was just his ridiculous fantasy, and this man could not be moved by his words at all.

Thinking of this, Dolag roared angrily, strong wind gathered around his body, and large green dragon scales condensed on the outside of Monkey D Dolag's body.

In less than two seconds, the surface of Dolag's body was already wrapped by a giant cyan dragon, just like Kaido's appearance after his transformation, except that his dragon was made of strong winds and was also cyan in color. transparent.

After seeing Dolag's transformation clearly, Meres narrowed his eyes slightly. Dolag had definitely developed his fruit ability to the extreme.

Facing this majestic dragon and its astonishing pressure, Mers just smiled and didn't care at all.

If Dorag had won a complete victory, Mers might still have been on guard three times, but now that he has lost both arms, his strength will drop by at least 30% next week.

Roar~~~

A roar came from the mouth of the green dragon, and waves of air pushed aside the smoke, blowing up Morse's blood-stained silver hair.

Morse just smiled slightly when he saw this. It seemed that Dorag was trying his best. As expected, this should be the final blow for both parties!

Meres held the hilt of Senbonzakura's sword with one hand, holding it upside down in front of his chest, and then slowly let go, letting Senbonzakura fall to the ground.

The river of cherry blossoms beneath his feet appeared again, and tens of thousands of huge blades slowly rose from behind him, covering the sky and the sun, and it was so majestic.

Swastika · Senbonzakura Kagegen · Kenzuka!

The sword moved, the dragon soared, and suddenly met in mid-air. There was no continuous roar, no strong wind blowing, or falling cherry blossoms.

The entire space seemed to be frozen for a moment. Ten thousand long swords slowly passed through Dolag's green dragon body. When the sword fell into the cherry blossom river, Dolag's green dragon body also slowly dissipated.

Dolag was knocked to the ground mid-air, in a very embarrassed state.

Walking on the pink cherry blossom river, although Mers' speed was not fast, even a little slow, it was indeed much better than Dorag who fell to the ground.

With slow steps, Mers walked up to the dragon, slowly squatted down, and sat down at eye level with Dolag.

"I didn't expect that I would be defeated this time, but I believe that someone will know the truth of this world, and the world government cannot hide it for long." Dorag still cares about the truth of this world, and his last sentence can be said to have universal meaning.

Commit suicide.

"Ha~, you mean your son, the Straw Hat Boy? Maybe, if he can survive my next plan!"

Dorag opened his mouth and obviously wanted to say something more, but the Senbonzakura in Mers' hand had been slowly chopped off.

The black and white sword light on Senbonzakura flickered again, as if the black and white impermanence was possessing it.

A half-covered head with tattoos slowly flew up with worried eyes, and blood spurted out from Dorag's broken neck.

Because he was in the Jianhe realm, the blood spurting movement seemed to have slowed down a lot.

First, large amounts of blood gushed out, and then the blood turned into large blood beads in the air, constantly changing shapes.

After a few seconds, blood fell to the ground, and the blood beads shattered and merged together, forming a large blood stain.

The Jian River slowly sank into the ground, the wind flow returned to its original state, and the sound of fighting in the distance came to Mers's ears.