So, what's next?

The domineering halberd was broken into three sections, and the tip of the halberd seemed to be dissolved directly by high temperature, and the original posture could not be seen.

There are terrible cavities in the chest and abdomen, arms, legs, and penetrated limbs, and through the wounds, you can see the scenery behind the human body, but there is no blood flowing out of these penetrating wounds, and they are directly scorched by the terrible heat, and you can smell the smell of meat being roasted from a distance.

If it's just an injury, the impact on the monster itself isn't that severe, but the problem is that the heat that melts the steel still works on the body, and it's painful.

"It's so scary~ It's the first time for the old man to see a guy who has been injured to this extent and still has his strength~"

The tall vice admiral stood still, not approaching the dying beast, not afraid of this guy's counterattack, but he was not willing to make any more effort. The mortal wounds on the enemy's body do not seem to have taken His Excellency Lieutenant General Polusalino lightly.

"What about that~ The old man actually knows that you just came out to attract our attention, and did the act of delaying time to send you to death......"

didn't care about the other party's intentions at all, but deliberately told the other party Balabala some useless nonsense to satisfy the other party's purpose of delaying time. Lieutenant General Polusalino naturally has his own purpose, for example, he is just lazily waiting for this guy's injuries to get worse and worse over time, and delaying time is tantamount to shortening his own life for him. For example, in order to reorganize the army, it is unnecessary for his subordinates to make unnecessary sacrifices, and for example, more than 5,000 troops came to help, and they surrounded the island from the beginning, and even ignored the reprimands and condemnations of the two countries on this island, and directly started a forced search behavior, and there was no need for them to fight to death.

"To be honest, the old man knows your affairs very well, even better than you~ It is precisely because of this that the old man can't figure out what reason you have to help that little girl~"

In the Navy's intelligence files, there is a clear location and analysis of Wren Walker. This is not a complicated person, he has no ambitions, and even as a pirate, he is not like a mad dog that bites people at sight, it can be said that he is just a simple single-celled idiot, and most of the fools in this world are useless. But the most terrible thing is that this kind of idiot with only (9) intelligence has the personal force to destroy a country, and this kind of person acts according to his own likes and dislikes, arbitrarily and lawlessly, for the world, for the vulnerable civilians who need to be protected by rules, the danger of this time bomb is self-evident, and its very existence is the greatest scourge to the world.

He had no companions, no friends, not even blood relatives, and his isolation made the corners of the eyes of those who read the dossier feel cold.

However, for the sake of a little girl who is wanted and hunted by the whole world, he stands alone in front of the navy of more than 5,000 people?

Wren has never lacked experience in winning more with less, but the objects of those experiences are mostly mud legs like pirates, and the coalition of pirates is at best a group of rabble, relying on a bloody rush to kill, without any skill and discipline at all, no matter how many people there are, they are still a group of "one". And the navy, no matter what, this is a disciplined and managed, day after day on the playground to exercise their own steel division, and the group of waste pirates who eat and drink after the robbery and have a banquet to play with girls There is a fundamental difference, the number of the navy adds up to the combat effectiveness of "one" plus "one" more than "two".

However, just ten minutes ago, this god-like young man rushed into the offensive formation with a halberd in his hand, only to see the halberd wave, and the scene was like mowing grass, which made the audience despair!

Whether it was a projectile shot or a full-stringed bow and arrow, they couldn't get close to the young man within three meters, and they were all blocked by an invisible barrier. And the navy, which desperately approached him regardless of life and death, was even more like a quagmire within that three-meter distance, and was restricted by the rigidity of his movements, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

It was the defensive strength of the Eight Chong Fist, the diffuse shock wave, the heavy pressure of the magic sword, and the deterrent of the overlord's domineering energy, all of which turned Wren's body into an insurmountable thunder pool.

After all, this kind of thing is not addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and there is no theoretical crushing in the battle of five thousand against one. Just in the blink of an eye, Wren, who rushed into the crowd, smashed down with a battering ram, and then it was ...... Exploded!

Wren doesn't like to kill. However, just like many people who don't like their jobs, colleagues, wives, relatives, and bosses, there are always helpless things in this world. Except for the backlash of the Seven Star Sword, he doesn't like killing people and bullshit ethics and morality, which have nothing to do with half Bailey, Wren is just simple and feels disgusting.

Whether it's slaughtering the beast to eat or a human being who is not even as good as a beast, that bloody picture is not what he likes, although human beings are very adaptable animals, and Wren has lived in this kind of living hell since he was a child, and it has nothing to do with whether he is used to it or not, whether he adapts to it or not, but he never likes what he doesn't like.

His fighting style is always tyrannical, taking out his opponent in the fastest way possible without causing him too much pain. After all, it's really disgusting to kill your own kind and watch you go from a human form to a lump of minced flesh. It's just a simple psychological and physical disgust.

More than dozens of people fell in a single photo, wielding halberds, and in the blink of an eye, more than 100 people did not know whether they were alive or dead. The one-sided slaughter was so boring that there were no words left to paint the picture, and the navy landed on the island with the conviction of invincibility, with more than a dozen officers, three commodore and two lieutenant generals, a force that convinced the navy that no matter who it was, it would be crushed under this force. However...... Is this the reality? Can humanity really reach such terrible heights on its own? Is that guy still human?

"Rank down from the school officer!"

After shouting this, the colonel, who had a ponytail but was a hundred times the master, rushed forward with a special version of the huge ten hands!

The surrounding navies quickly withdrew from this battlefield that did not belong to them, and the commander misjudged the situation, not expecting that a mere pirate and the like would have such a fierce combat effectiveness, and ordinary sailors did not have the slightest power to fight back.

As for why Lieutenant General Polusalino of the advance force didn't report this, well, Lieutenant General Polusalino just, what, forgot about it, and never to trap some other colleague, well, absolutely not.

There was a deafening collision between the halberd and the ten hands, and sparks rained down, and Colonel Ponytail, who had always relied on brute force to shatter his opponent's weapons, found himself losing to the young man in brute force. This is not a one-on-one contest after all, and the navy has never been stupid enough to play a one-on-one bullshit contest, Colonel Ponytail has changed from one-handed to two-handed weapons, he has never been known for attacking, but with a steely defense for his comrades to seize the opportunity, he disregarded his own attrition, waved a huge ten hands, collided with the halberd, and the night was lit up by sparks.

What didn't match the huge ten hands was the superb defensive skills, the ten hands seemed to be an extension of the colonel's body, and there was no barrier to complete the master's will, dexterously biting and entangling the halberd! While the colonel was fighting head-on, three black shadows in the coat of justice rushed out with the colonel!

"Shave!"

These four people had no intention of underestimating the enemy, and rushed out with all their might, and the swords and guns in their hands were about to rise and fall!

About to be besieged and strangled by this seamless cooperation, Wren still didn't have a superfluous expression, but his black eyes flashed with a faint blue light, and the muscles of his halberd-holding arms skyrocketed! The swinging halberd blade is no longer evenly matched with the ten gestures, but the ten hard hands are cut off with an indomitable move!

The ponytail colonel roared angrily, his eyes were blood-red, and he threw away the old man who had been with him for more than 20 years without the slightest attachment, he leaned out his hands desperately, and his hands were rendered black with the domineering color of the armament, and he was going to stop the halberd with his bare hands!

Wren's sudden burst of power made the colonel know that he had misestimated the true strength of the pirate in front of him, and if the strength of the other party was far superior to that of himself and the others, then the next thing to greet those four fellow brothers would be a dead end! Therefore he must not retreat! Even if you exchange your own life, you have to hold him back, even if it is only a quarter of an hour, and the sharp blades from all around Wren can end his life of sin!

The colonel caught the crescent of the halberd blade with his bare hands, and the sharp halberd blade blessed him with a domineering spirit far superior to him, and it was extremely easy to cut the colonel's five fingers like cheese! Even a quarter of an hour, the colonel's willingness to give his life for a quarter of an hour could not be earned, and with Wren's strength, the shock cannon from the tip of the halberd that was far superior to the cannon shot out at the colonel's chest, blowing the man who was more than two meters tall away!

Wren didn't look back at all, and the spike at the end of the halberd stabbed back with his force, piercing a man's chest.

It's too slow......

Wren, who didn't pull out his halberd, let go of his hand at the same time as he stabbed the blow, and turned slightly sideways to let the sword that had pierced his cheek fall into the air, and his left hand exploded like thunder, crushing the wrist of the sword-wielding man, and at the same time slammed it towards himself, and slammed it into the man's right chest with a tyrannical elbow, causing it to tumble and smash into the encirclement of the sailors with the sound of bone-splitting blood.

Laugh at!

The sharp long knife from the last man finally pierced the right palm of Wren's past when Wren was repeatedly distracted from the battle! Wren's arm, whose face did not change, slightly avoided the long knife from piercing his arm muscles, and did not slow down his movements because the palm was pierced, but it was amazing, he took the initiative to press down the palm of his hand, so that the long knife passed through the palm of the hand, and his five fingers pressed on the blade, and when the opponent's color changed drastically, the palm of the knife holding the knife with the opponent was pinched into a blur of flesh and blood!

The pale-faced lieutenant colonel didn't feel fear or any other perverted emotion, but without the slightest hesitation, when his palm was crushed, he raised his leg and kicked at Wren's yin, and the two of them seemed to be discussing, and Wren also kicked out at the same time. It's just that he is faster and stronger than the lieutenant colonel, and his legs are harder and blacker, and a kick that is faster than the other party directly kicks and breaks the lieutenant colonel's calf, making it twisted and deformed, which is miserable.

Even the most hardened person screamed involuntarily under the continuous severe pain, and Wren, who had free his hand, covered the lieutenant colonel's jaw with a slap of his left hand, and with the collapse of several teeth, the lieutenant colonel finally fainted.

As he fell, Wren directly broke the good long knife with his bare hands, freeing his right hand.

All of this happened in less than five seconds, and for the group of sailors who did not dare to approach at all, in an instant, the powerful officers were easily defeated by the pirates!

Even the most stupid sailors have recognized one fact at this moment, that is, the current crusade target is completely different from the one they have dealt with in the past!

Not at all aware of being surrounded by the hostility of more than a thousand sailors, Wren shook his painful palm, and reached for the halberd that was inserted in the enemy's chest. And just when he killed four school officials in seconds, there was an undetectable moment of laxity in his spirit, and the whole world brightened!

The dazzling light makes you can't open your eyes, and the irregular laser rays from all directions cover Wren in an instant!

"It's so scary~ It's the first time for the old man to see a guy who has been injured to this extent and still has his strength~"

Although the words despicable and shameless sneak attack are not in line with the navy in the name of righteousness, for the vast majority of people and people in this world, it is not suitable to use those words at all, because this is a crusade, not a duel. But if someone is on Wren's side, out of emotional loss of control, maybe they will shout despicable, right? Although such people do not exist.

With a navy of 5,132 people, this force is enough to sweep through any country, and only a quarter of them are besieging Rennes on the spot, and more are searching for Nicole Robin's whereabouts on this island. Whether it's the navy or the government, from the beginning, he didn't mean to be a pirate like Rennes, although it was naturally best if he could be slaughtered, but his existence didn't mean anything to them.

The government had been looking for Robin for a long time, and had managed to narrow down his activities to the first half of the Great Voyage, but no one had been found. In desperation, it has reached the point where it is better to kill the wrong person than let go, if you can't catch someone this time, it will be difficult to gather such human and financial resources to hunt down and kill a little girl in the future. Everything is a clue provided by a certain "company", the tree of Rennes is so attractive that it even killed the dog of the Tianlong people, which successfully angered the noble Tianlong people, and the "company" after learning that the government had noticed the little girl on the Rennes ship, after knocking the government a small sum of money, sold all the information about the small broken ship to the government.

So there is the current situation.

"So~ tell me where Nicole Robin is, everyone is very busy~ You should know that no matter what you do, it will not do anything to this matter~ But why are you wasting everyone's time here? Leaving work early is better than anything else, how about it? ”

Lieutenant General Polusalino was slowly procrastinating, waiting for the other party's physical strength to run out, so he chatted with Wren quite leisurely.

However, it seems that the wish to leave work early cannot be realized, and Lieutenant General Polusalino watched with some regret as the hollow on the other party's body healed quickly, and spit out the cigarette butt on his mouth, still in that loose and wasted posture.

Wren slowly got up and grasped the broken halberd body, and the green arcs of light converged together, finally forming a sword posture.

He looked at the unsightly lieutenant general, showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled.

"I refuse, you monkey."