As a Celestial Dragon, I became an evil pirate!

System: Congratulations to the host for discovering the unique item of the plot character. Do you want to collect it?

"collect!"

Garner spent a long time touching Mr. 10 and the two of them, and finally found what he wanted.

Two pieces in total!

System: Congratulations to the host for obtaining a skill card, [Tsuchimikado Motoharu-Physical Regeneration]!

System: Congratulations to the host for obtaining an attribute card, [Fang Fighting Beast Girl-Nakanishi Dahe]!

"not bad."

Garner looked at the card that appeared in the system package column and smiled.

Tsuchimikado Motoharu is a character in A Certain Magical Index. He has the superpower of physical regeneration. Even if he is relatively rudimentary, he can heal some minor injuries.

The most important thing is that after the fusion of Ghana, if you use the Eight Gate Dunjia, this ability can offset some of the side effects.

As for Nakanishi Taiga's attribute card, it can increase the physical strength again!

use!

As soon as his mind moved, the two cards disappeared from the package.

The next second, Garner's pupils became dilated, and his spirit sank into the illusion of the character and Nakanishi Taiga's life experience.

And soon sobered up.

He stretched out a finger and lightly made a cut on the back of his hand. Just as the blood was about to flow out, it was instantly covered by the closed skin, leaving only a shallow white mark.

"Apart from the effect of physical regeneration, my current physique is already extraordinary and contains majestic vitality. Ordinary minor injuries no longer matter!" Garner secretly thought.

He clenched his fists, and the surging blood became much stronger.

Although some low-level character attribute cards cannot obtain related skills, their ability to increase physical strength is relatively limited.

But in his opinion, the most valuable thing is the precious combat experience of 'the character's life'!

As long as he absorbs enough attribute cards, he is equivalent to absorbing the best of hundreds of schools of thought, integrating practical experience, and gradually reaching the pinnacle of success!

Until one day, he becomes truly invincible in melee combat!

William leaned in a corner, using the items he had just found to treat his injuries. He did not ask for Garner's help.

In his opinion, it was a huge favor for the other party to save him.

He has no qualifications or reason to ask for anything else...

He doesn't need pity or sympathy!

Ghana gave him a second chance.

Even if the entire pirate group, except for him as the captain, is wiped out... he can still make a comeback on his own.

He believes he has the ability.

Looking at Garner with respect, William's eyes were firm. He would never let down what this man had done!

He must live and become stronger... until one day, he can be proud and confident to meet Ghana again!

……

After killing the people, Garner did not leave immediately because there were two agents from Baroque Works on the way.

"Aren't you going?"

Looking at the four Zhaye people who were still standing there, not daring to breathe, Gana smiled.

"What happened here will soon reach Crocodile... If you don't leave, be careful not to leave."

he reminded.

Crocodile?

Shichibukai!

The expressions of Zaye and others changed drastically. The boss behind Baroque Works was actually that guy!

There are still some local residents in the town, but they are very few.

But there were only a few bounty hunters left.

The rest of my colleagues are lying here.

It is equivalent to Ghana directly destroying the stronghold established by Sand Crocodile here.

Whiskey Peak is a very important part of the Utopia plan.

One can imagine how angry the Sand Crocodile would be after being destroyed by Ghana.

Not everyone can bear the anger of the Shichibukai.

"Let's go."

Seeing that Garner really didn't care about them, Raul said with a trembling voice.

"This person clearly doesn't take Qibukai seriously, and he does have the qualifications..."

A thought occurred to Zaye.

They will never come to this island again.

Then, the four people bowed to Ghana to express their gratitude and respect, and left in a hurry.

If Baroque's agents showed up and discovered they were still alive, they would be suspicious.

Once the report reaches Crocodile, the bounty team will be finished!

Although, Zaye didn't think the two agents would make it out of town alive.

After all, this devilish boy is still there.

"Do you remember who it is?"

On the way to the shore, Zaye looked at Raul and Hughes.

"No... Those who work in our field must always keep an eye on the bounty list from the Navy. Those who dare to openly attack the forces of the Shichibukai must be at least a strong man with a bounty of nearly [-] million..." Raul swallowed. .

"But there are over [-] million pirates, and there are only a few in the first half of the Great Channel..."

"One hundred million...that inhuman guy, only [-] million?! How is it possible...how many terrifying creatures has this sea given birth to..."

Hughes, who had remained silent, looked terrified.

His eyes trembled wildly, and then he seemed to think of something, and suddenly there were tears in the corners of his eyes, and he covered his face and cried.

"what happened?"

The other three people were stunned when they saw him like this.

"Hahahaha...it's okay...I just feel like I'm so stupid!"

Hughes waved his hand, he was laughing and crying at the same time.

"I actually told a terrible master that the future sea would teach him a lesson. Such words...are too ignorant."

"Zaya, am I hopelessly stupid?"

Hughes stretched out his hand and pointed at himself, asking with a self-deprecating look.

The captain sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't say anything. I'm lucky to be able to leave alive. Wipe your tears. People like us don't seek wealth and wealth, we just make a living on this sea." , it’s still very simple.”

"Go somewhere else..."

With that said, several people walked away side by side.

This experience will probably be unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

……

"Ok?"

A few hours later, an ordinary ocean-going ship with sails sailed from the night-shrouded sea to Cactus Island.

AKA Whiskey Peak.

Looking from a distance, you can see the small town on the island, where the buildings are brightly lit.

Something was wrong, it was too quiet.

Not a single noise was heard, and no one was seen moving.

"what happened?"

Mr.7 was wearing a purple windbreaker and was wearing a strange outfit with a frown on his face.

"Here, here, here... I guess we have already killed the William Pirates."

Next to him, his partner Miss Father's Day, a woman dressed as a frog, let out a unique laugh and didn't take it seriously.

"It's better to be careful."

Mr.7 was restless.

I contacted you through phone bugs before, but no one responded.

At this time, no bounty hunter came to meet him.

After a while, the boat followed the current and slowly entered the island's river.

"This is!"

The scene that caught their eyes made this team of partners feel horrified.

A chill rushes through the back of my head!

Corpses...headless corpses everywhere!

The originally clear river water was dyed a bright red...

The town they were familiar with seemed to have turned into a lifeless wasteland.

"Look!"

One of the million elders shouted and pointed straight ahead.

Then, at the port of call, there was a man sitting cross-legged on a small pile of bones.

As if waiting for them.

"Hehehe..."

Suddenly, there was a sound coming from the street immediately below the boat.

Mr.7 looked around and saw a seriously injured living person lying on the roadside.

Taking a closer look, it is the target of this hunting trip, William Am!

The bald man looked at the group of people on the boat and said calmly: "Congratulations... you have met the God of Death."

Because of the distance and the fact that William didn't speak loudly, Mr. 7 couldn't hear clearly at all, but he could see the joking look in the former's eyes.

Turning his head again, in front of him, the man sitting on the corpse with a sword hanging on his waist had already stood up.

Stepping on the void, it's like stepping on the breeze, coming slowly!