God's Pirate

"No, it's just an animal devil fruit. My companion is not that weak, he can handle it."

Al leaned against the side of the ship and stretched out his hand, stopping Ace who was about to go to help.

He also knows about devil fruits? It seems certain. Ace glanced at him after hearing this. Seeing that his tone was relaxed and his face was calm, he stopped saying anything and just stood aside and fished together.

Is this the Devil Fruit that Al said? It looked really good. Garu landed on the deck and wiped the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His eyes flashed red, revealing an inexplicable look.

"Tch, it's really strong." Ed looked at Garou who was almost unscathed, raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue.

He is still very confident in the power of his half-orc form. He once used this form to smash a metal battleship into a dent, but the man in front of him was unscathed.

Just as he was thinking, this time Garu took the initiative and punched the opponent in the stomach. Ed, not to be outdone, punched Garu at the same time.

When Garu punched the opponent's stomach, there was a surge of elasticity. It felt like it hit the balloon, and most of the force was lost. At the same time, his muscles bulged to resist the opponent's attack.

puff.

Garu, who had taken the opponent's blow, spit out a mouthful of blood, but his expression became even more excited, and the next moment he punched him directly.

The two sides were hurting each other with punches. They were both tired types with high skills and high defense, and their basics were not much different. The situation became subtle, and the two of them started fighting each other on the boat like two humanoid tanks.

It seems like it won't be over for a while. The fishing captain couldn't help but yawn, recalling Garou's values ​​after the last update in his mind:

Garu lv2

Race: human

Development ability: Diving i

Ability value:

Power: a801

Durability: s912

Dexterity: d583

Agility: d550

Magic: i0

I don't know what kind of competition he had with the strangely powerful swordsman he met in the back mountain. After three months, Garou's strength and durability have made great progress, and his agility and dexterity have almost remained unchanged. It seems that this is basically close to the limit of this level.

Look at you, Casa. In the past three months, only your ability value has improved by less than 20, and only your diving has improved to G. How many fish have you caught in exchange for money? Those girls don’t dislike you for being fishy. It seems that money is everything. of. Al couldn't help but curse Casa for a while.

As for Anna, she has also been improved to a certain extent, but at best she is at the level of Nami who has no magic power. She just replaced her agility with strength. It seems that being a chef really requires a certain amount of bowling power.

An hour had passed unknowingly. The pirates on the side were stunned as they stared at this battle without much technical content. Both of them were already scarred.

Garu's eyes were completely blood red, and he grinned ferociously like a devil crawling out of hell. His body was covered with traces of bruises and bruises. Even the wound that had resisted the bullet just now opened again, and blood filled his body, as if covering him. Put on a layer of red makeup.

As for the bronze armor Ed was wearing, it looked like it had been hit by a giant hammer, and the thick iron sheet was dented. Although it looked harmless on the surface due to the thick fur and armor, it still spit out no less blood than Garou shed.

What the hell is Garu doing? Al frowned slightly, somewhat confused as to why Garou hadn't dealt with the other party yet.

It stands to reason that the eyes are completely blood red, which means that the Berserker skill has been activated to its limit. In this case, Garou's agility can be regarded as S-level, and his strength is even higher.

If Al of the same level were to fight to the death with him, and if Garou successfully activated it to this level, it would definitely be Al who would die.

Of course, this is unrealistic. Compared with fighting with someone using a sword, you either won't be injured or die directly. In rare cases, both parties will be seriously injured.

But at this moment, Garou, who had S-level speed, could not dodge any of the opponent's attacks. This was very unreasonable in Al's opinion, because if he were Al at level 2, he could completely prevent the opponent from touching him.

After all, the wild boar fruit improves strength the most, followed by defense, and the speed improvement is minimal, not to mention that the opponent's own fat speed is not outstanding.

Is it

Just when Al was about to come to a conclusion, a pirate next to the cabin took out a huge double-barreled shotgun from nowhere, and with a trembling body, he raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Garu.

Al didn't have time to think about the reason, and subconsciously pulled out Baiyuan, and his figure flashed in front of him.

Before the pirate had time to pull the bolt, Al's attack had already arrived.

Clang.

Bai Yuan's jet-black blade struck the middle of the gun barrel, making a crisp metallic clashing sound. The pirate's hand holding the gun seemed to be broken. He let out a scream and let go of his hand, and the shotgun flew backwards.

But the barrel of the shotgun was only slightly dented and not broken.

Still unstable, Al glanced at the shotgun and muttered dissatisfiedly.

At the same time, Garou seemed to feel something. He clenched his fist and punched the wild boar in front of him. The force exploded instantly. The dent in the armor deepened as if it was about to be pierced. The wild boar was beaten and flew into the cabin again.

This is the first time Garu has successfully knocked away an opponent in the form of a wild boar.

Garu looked at his fist and nodded with satisfaction.

Boom, boom. The sound of heavy footsteps came.

"Assholes, I'm going to send you to heaven."

Ed walked out of the cabin again with red eyes. The difference was that he was now carrying a three-meter-long thick iron pipe. This was a huge howitzer. He should probably be able to use such a heavy thing in half-animal form. It is impossible for people to carry it.

"Go to hell, go to hell! You are really damned. This one-time weapon that cost me 4000 Bailey to customize will actually be used on you bastards."

Ed walked over with a ferocious smile, the muzzle of the cannon on his shoulder glowed orange, and the deck sank slightly as he moved.

Garu's pupils shrank sharply and his hair stood on end. For the first time, he felt the threat of death. He gritted his teeth and planned to pounce forward. It was obvious that he wanted to resist the bombardment with his own body.

Just then, a dazzling white light flashed.

puff.

The sharp knife flashed past, and the huge cannon body was cut in half like tofu, with the cross-section neat and smooth.

Snapped. A hand holding the barrel of the gun fell to the deck.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Not only that, the blade cut along the cannon body from Ed's shoulder, and the thick bronze armor also cracked along the scratches. The bones on his chest were neatly cut open, and the naked bones leaked out. The blade was finally stuck in his pelvis. Then, like a piglet being slaughtered in a slaughterhouse, he let out a miserable cry that echoed through the sky.

What is surprising is that, as if because the blade was too sharp, the blood did not splash out immediately, but gushed out after the slashing was completed.

The blood first appeared like drops of rain, and then poured out like a torrential rain, and the deck was immediately covered with a layer of red oil paint.