Judicial Island, the section of the road leading from the main gate to the port, is neither long nor short. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info originally based on the physical fitness of the boatmen in the capital of seven waters, it took more than ten minutes to run.

However, this is only an estimate, and the real situation is far from simple.

Pressure, pressure everywhere oppresses them. What was not a long way has become extraordinarily long in their eyes. It's like you'll never be able to see the edge.

The psychological pressure made them almost out of breath, and in addition to their own heavy panting, there was a frantic heartbeat. Even the sound of footsteps when running seems to be far away in the sky, and it is difficult to hear.

Xiao Wu, who usually couldn't keep his mouth shut, stopped his annoying quack. Even the weakness caused by the overload of his abilities in the previous battle couldn't shut him up, but now because of the pressure, he is quiet like a dead man.

The rest of the people were the same as him, whether it was Luffy who was babbling, or the boatmen who were cheering, even the little brothers of the Frankie family who successfully rescued Frankie and cried because of Frankie's broken appearance, all ran with solemn faces, without any interest in chatting and talking.

On the island of Justice, the section of the road leading from the main gate to the port, only the footsteps of them as they run, and the sound of the wind whistling by. Besides, there was no other sound.

What makes them like this is a threat to their lives.

I don't know when the shelling will start again, I don't know when the navy will appear again, I don't know when the island of Justice will collapse......

This pile, one by one, is like a sharp blade hanging above the head. And the rope that bound the hilt of the sword was being burned by the candle, and at some point it would fall and pierce them.

They are betting with their lives, in a race against time.

People are often like this, when they make a certain decision, they will not hesitate to give up their lives if the decision is extremely important. This is the case with these people in the Capital of Seven Waters, when they came to Justice Island, they didn't think about going back alive at all.

However, when they succeed in achieving their goals and see hope, the tense heartstrings will be relaxed, and the courage to break will disappear. At this time, when they are faced with the choice of life, they can often only do not move forward. This is human nature, and it has nothing to do with courage.

In this situation where a crisis can come at any time, even Crockdahl has no idea of greeting Nami and them. After making sure that Robin was okay, he drove away and headed for the port.

Although he won consecutive battles, he even awakened the domineering spirit of the overlord when he defeated Red Blood. But in his current state, it is difficult to say that he will win against four vice admirals. So all that can be done is to hurry, before the support of the four lieutenant generals arrives, before the collapse of Justice Island, before Akula Ragnar arrives......

Board the Shanghai Train! Leave the Island of Justice!

Time is pressing, but the gang of the Seven Waters Capital can't get up quickly. The slow speed in Crocodall's eyes made him secretly anxious.

These people are slow and there are reasons for stress, there are reasons for combat exhaustion, but more because of the road surface. Because of the shelling, the Isle of Justice is littered with ruins. On the road leading to the port, the originally smooth road surface has long become potholes, and stepping on it is one foot deep and one foot shallow, and it is not even as good as a rugged path.

Thoughts turned, and Krokdal pondered whether to take Robin, Luffy and other people he valued away, leaving the rest of the Seven Waters City to fend for themselves.

But this is bound to be hated by Luffy, and the relationship that has just been eased with Robin will probably be in vain. Naturally, this made his face even more gloomy.

……

When Crockdahl was anxious, another person was much more anxious than him, and that was Delkule, who arrived at the port first with the "Hades Blueprint" in his arms.

In the same way, he is also in a race against death with his life.

As I said before, the strength of the vice admiral who stood in front of Delkule was not something he could deal with. The result of fighting hard is more like being a cat ** mouse.

However, there are always those who cannot be measured by the difference in strength in their battles. The only thing that can restrain them is always the will to fight.

"Give it up! You're no match for me! Lieutenant General Symantec held his gun and charged towards Delkule, while the thick muzzle of his gun also spewed out dazzling fire, "If you are captured, you can still die a painful death!" ”

"Delusion! Uncle Ben ...... "In the middle of the high speed, Delkule struggled to dodge. Even if you can't avoid it completely, use the place that doesn't have much impact on your body to take damage.

His advantage is only speed, so the only thing he has to ensure is that his speed does not decrease......

"Uncle Ben...... It doesn't have to be overcome...... Just run away...... As long as ......" kept growling, as if to cheer himself up, and as if he was constantly reminding himself not to forget his goal. Delkule's face was flushed, his black pupils were full of bloodshots, and the corners of his eyes cracked, and beads of blood flew out. At the same time, the steps are rushing forward faster, and every step is accelerating.

"Tick ......"

The blood beads flew out, and before they landed, they shattered into a beautiful flower in the air.

And at this moment of lightning, Lieutenant General Symantec broke through a distance of several meters, and the gun in his hand fired bullets one after another, creating trauma on Delkule's body for example, and each shot was more threatening.

At the first shot, the bullet pierced Delkule's abdomen, and the latter, in addition to a muffled grunt, accelerated his progress without hesitation.

In the second shot, Delculler's dagger flew out of the bracers, blocking the bullet's path. The dagger was bounced off, and the bullet changed direction, still piercing Delkule's shoulder.

In the third shot, the dagger hidden in Delkule's other wrist also ejected, slamming into the flying bullets. The dagger shattered, the splinters cut blood marks on his face, and the bullet drilled into his chest and out from behind.

Fourth Shot ......

Delkule, who had no way to dodge, had lost the dagger he used to block. The only thing you can do is to prop up your arms as a shield and hold the bullet between your arm bones.

Fifth Shot ...... Delkule's left chest! Heart! This time, there was no longer a way to delay, to hinder, and was hit by a bullet in the left chest position......

"Die! Stubborn guy! You have nowhere to run! Lieutenant General Symantec yelled, already rushing in front of Delkule. Much taller than Delculler, he lowered slightly, and the gun of his finger was already pressed against Delkule's forehead, and the muzzle of the black hole emitted a disgusting smell of sulfur.

"It's over, your fate!" Lieutenant General Symantec murmured like a judgment. Just after the fifth shot, he had accurately shot through Delculler's heart, and Delculler's death was inevitable. It's just that, out of the habit of the battlefield, he still has to shoot this last shot and make up for Delkule.

"Go to hell and repent of your sins!" The corners of Lieutenant General Symantec's mouth curled up into a smile that seemed bloodthirsty and contemptuous. However, his smile froze in the next moment. Because, his fingers can't be buckled......

"I said it...... Whew...... What do you think you're a thing...... No...... It's so arrogant! Delculler gasped, blood kept coughing up from his mouth as he spoke, and blood spurted out of the wounds on his body, large and small, and it seemed that there was no end to it.

"You...... Very strong indeed...... Whew...... Whew...... But...... Your arrogance...... Let me get close to you......" Delkule's hideous face actually showed a haughty smile, a victor's smile, "You...... Do you think I'm really just trying to escape? I, Lord Delkule, have never been ...... cough cough cough ......"

Delkule coughed suddenly, gulps of blood coming out of his mouth, and as he moved, Lieutenant General Symantec let out a painful snort, and his body trembled.

“…… Whew...... What do you think...... The feeling of not being able to move, the feeling of all the nerves being suppressed...... Whew...... ...... Delkule, shaking his body, as if he was about to fall at any moment, raised his two hands and shook twice in front of Lieutenant General Symantec, who immediately let out a painful snort.

"Huh...... Scold...... It's mine...... Ability to cross fruits...... But what about all the things I touch that can pass through together...... Plus these two of the world's softest, yet toughest silk ......" Delkule raised his hand, and where it was connected to the ring on his hand, a faint mark of silk thread was visible, but it was extremely imperceptible.

Stretching out his hand, Delkuler bent and flicked his fingers as if playing a piano tune, and at the same time stretched out his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the blood stained his lips with a bewitching feeling.

"Do you feel the rhythm of your heart......"

"Just ......" Lieutenant General Symantec struggled to speak, and his voice became extremely hoarse, "Why doesn't my domineering work......"

"Ahem...... Do you think Uncle Ben ...... Would be kind...... Tell you? Ahem...... Take your doubts and go to hell...... Ha ha...... Ahem......"

Delkule's hands tightened suddenly, and after a shattering sound, a series of beads of blood burst out of Symantec's body and flowed to the ground. At the same time, the unrecognizable silk threads bounced back into the rings on his hands.

Lying on a plundered lifeboat, feeling the ship move with the waves, Delkule relaxed, only to feel a wave of exhaustion sweeping in, excessive blood loss made him gradually feel the cold that he had not felt for a long time, just as he suppressed the nerves of Lieutenant General Symantec, his own nerves seemed to be suppressed, completely unable to move......

"Cut...... Uncle Ben, is this going to hang? Delkule let out a silent contempt, not knowing whether it was to himself or to the stack of drawings hidden in his chest......

"Cut...... It's so ugly to die like this......"

ps: Although I still have a bad cough, I can count my illness as well...... When I was seriously ill, I would like to thank all of you for supporting me, and I would like to thank a few friends who comforted me in the book review area! Thank you! In addition, the update that I haven't seen in a long time is coming, and TJ will not be resolute or anything!