That's a personal vendetta.

For the company, the sacrifice of fighters is inevitable, there are always unpredictable things happening in this world, and no one knows what kind of strength their goals have.

In addition, the sacrifice of the combatant, even if his work is placed in the gray world that cannot be seen, it is despicable, and once it is exposed, it will cause a lot of damage to the company's reputation and interests, so the BOSS's attitude towards this matter will eventually be over, not to mention the revenge for a mere employee in his head regardless of interests.

Of course, the most important reason is because the object of revenge, the young man with the nickname of the war ghost, has grown into an existence that cannot be underestimated at an incredible speed in less than two years.

It was originally a monster with a slight name in the New World, but for some reason it ran away to the first half of the Great Voyage, and it was already completely rampant. There are many enemies of the company, and the channels are also very broad, so they can't fight to the death for such a madman who does not belong to any organization, and fighting with him will not gain any benefits for the company at all, and more importantly, now the opening of the Age of Discovery, the world has long been in chaos, and now the world government has already been busy with the affairs of the new world, but when this period has passed, and when the government has freed up its hands, unscrupulous pirates like Wren are the first to be suppressed.

This is the truth, but the person who understands these truths is himself the most impulsive and complex human being in nature.

As one of the company's second-in-command, Herodotus naturally understands these things and knows how to make trade-offs. He is a good boss in the true sense of the word, treats his subordinates very well, and truly responds to the sentence "Treat your companions as warm as spring, and treat your enemies cruelly and ruthlessly!" ”

Therefore, Herodotus only kept this account in his heart in the end, and in this chaotic era, no one can say when he will kneel, and maybe before he can make a move, Wren will die a tragic death elsewhere. But if he is dead, then he is dead, but since he is alive, then Herodotus has to ask for an explanation. His attitude was neither good nor evil, nor was it righteous. Even like luck, if he encounters it, he will do it, and if he doesn't meet it, he won't take the initiative to do something.

Coincidentally, he came across. In this vast world, two people who have never met but have a grudge have met, which has to be said to be some kind of fate.

Wren's style of action goes without saying, he never cares about any grievances and hatreds, he just walks on the road he wants to take, kicking all the stones that get in the way. This world will never obey the will of a human being, as long as human beings live in this world, they will always face all kinds of obstacles, and they want to do whatever they want to do freely, which is comparable to ascending to the sky, even if they are invincible Draconians, they will encounter madmen who will screw off their heads and kick them as balls.

And Ren, who seems to have no choice, is on this road to the sky. He has lived as he pleases to this day, and he has chosen the most unreasonable and domineering road.

As it was now, he didn't care about Herodotus' purpose, nor did he care if his ship attacked the innocent passerby first, just because his beloved ship was thrown down by Herodotus, and he unreasonably punched him away.

The battle began the moment Herodotus saw Wren.

As for why he was now beaten out of the nose and fell on the grass in big letters, Herodotus also fell into a state of ignorance.

Herodotus has always regarded himself as a civilian, never arrogant with people, but his own strength should not be underestimated, in this era of monsters, it is impossible to obtain the current status in the gray world without excellent strength, as can be seen from his manpower to throw sailboats.

Herodotus had already started the attack from the moment he saw Wren, but the attack didn't work for some reason, and he was knocked down by Wren with a punch when he was ignorant.

On the empty island of Visalia, the natural and fresh environment is extremely comfortable, and although the air is a little thin, it will not affect a master of Rennes's level. Wren took a deep breath and watched Herodotus slowly get up, not taking advantage of the victory and smashing his throat the moment he fell.

Wren, who raised his right fist slightly, watched as Herodotus got up and wiped his nosebleed.

"Hey, what did you do?"

“…… That's my line, right, why are you still standing there safe and sound? ”

The two staring sides said incomprehensible words, and in the first or two seconds between those short words, Wren's expression did not change in the slightest, except for a slight tremor on Wren's raised right fist. That tremor was a situation of zero probability for Wren.

He is the ultimate expression of the word warrior, his skills have long been perfected, his body has been tempered for thousands of years, his fists will not have the slightest confusion about the battle, even holding up an elephant will not make his arms tremble in the slightest.

Such Wren had already given everything for survival to this pair of fists, and Wren hated the conversation in battle, and once again emphasized that he was here to fight, not to go on a blind date. He also felt annoyed that he was talking nonsense in the battle at the moment, and the most direct manifestation was that he continued to receive indescribable blows in that short period of one or two seconds!

He no longer hesitated, compared to the abnormalities that were blessed on him all the time, he launched a fierce attack!

Compared to Wren, who was a simple tendon, Herodotus was obviously in great confusion. He can't do the beast action of not thinking about anything like Wren and not understanding it, and single-mindedly knocking out the enemy in front of him first, or in other words, as long as the mind is a little closer, he will at least observe the situation in front of him and then make countermeasures cautiously.

Herodotus has always regarded himself as a warrior, although he has good combat effectiveness, but what he really relies on in combat disputes is his greatest self-confidence - the devil fruit.

Feel the pain, know the pain, accept the pain, understand the pain, let the world feel the pain!

The Devil Fruit ability, which is so easy to understand as literally, belongs to the many unreasonable abilities of the superhuman system, and it is also one of the strange effects.

In the human dictionary, there is an option for death in pain, and many humans even think that too much suffering will kill a person and cause the root cause of his death, but this is wrong.

It is not the pain itself that really causes human death, but the trauma or factors that cause it. The severed arm and the accompanying pain were hopeless, the only word lingering in my mind, the pain was just a symptom, and the cause of death was excessive blood loss.

If we have to list the best solutions for pain to kill human beings, it is that when too great pain comes, human beings will pass out and escape from this pain, coma is a kind of self-protection of the human body, so that various parts of the body are in shock, reduce the stimulation of nerves, but if there is no external adjustment from others, this self-protection continues, and eventually leads to human death.

But even so, it is not the pain itself that really kills humans. Is the inability to inflict direct human death or even direct injury really useless in battle? Apparently no idiot thinks so.

The power that Herodotus had in his possession was the power of this pain. From the pain of mosquito bites to the pain of broken eggs. Everything was in Herodotus' free control, he didn't even need to touch the other, and with just a single gaze, an invisible force of pain could affect his opponent. Even this strange ability can save Herodotus himself from the harassment of pain, and he can transfer his pain to others.

Although it is not possible to directly inflict considerable actual damage on the enemy, an opponent who is in pain all the time will undoubtedly lose his concentration and combat effectiveness, and even that pain will accumulate to the limit, so it is a matter of course for the human body to automatically exert its protective function to force fainting and win without a fight. Some time ago on the boat, he just glanced at the sea king, and then made the other party faint and sink into the sea.

This terrifying Devil Fruit ability is Herodotus' greatest self-confidence.

As long as his opponent is not a stone and has no nerves that can be painful, then Herodotus is invincible in the face of this ability. Even if he finds a person with natural ability, the kind of monster that can elementalize itself at any time, Herodotus may have a headache, but as long as he does not take the initiative to keep it elementalized for the rest of his life, then even a person with natural ability will inevitably have this painful curse, not to mention where in this world there are so many people with natural ability who can fight against it?

It is this near-invincible ability that Mr. Herodotus has never had to do anything until now, it is the confidence and arrogance that come with great ability.

It is precisely because of this that when Wren knocked him out of the nosebleed seemingly unaffected, Herodotus was confused.

But this confusion was also understood by Herodotus himself with Wren's furious attack.

The pain that continued to bless Wren did not stop for a moment, and even at a very close distance, Herodotus could clearly see the distortion of Wren's expression, and even he had bitten his teeth and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his tear glands had already been unable to control tears because of the pain.

Yes, severe pain.

Wren's smashed fist with the roar of wind and thunder, and with a single shot, it smashed through Herodotus' domineering defenses, causing him to cough up blood and fly upside down, although the power of the Devil Fruit can transfer pain, but the damage caused is really happening to Herodotus himself!

Herodotus could transmit this pain to anyone within a radius of 100 meters out of thin air, even if he didn't have to use his hands, and when Wren desperately approached Herodotus, the two began to fight each other, and after some contact, after direct contact, this pain was tripled! The pain of Wren's blow to Herodotus was also directly fed back to Wren himself!

"This guy!"

But Herodotus was not pleased, and even every second that passed made his heart tremble! He understands that his ability has played a role, not without effect, but this guy's dead duck mouth is holding on! This was not the first time Herodotus had encountered such a man, and there had been a battle-hardened warrior who had survived for several minutes in the face of this ability, and in those few minutes he had almost experienced hellish pain on earth, and in the end, of course, no damage had been done to Herodotus, and the warrior had his own life killed himself because of the limit of his patience.

In Herodotus' eyes, Wren at this moment is the end of that kind of strong crossbow!

Herodotus, who understood this, no longer took the initiative to attack, and the confrontation between just a few moves made Herodotus understand very well that ten of them could not compete with the young monster in front of him in hand-to-hand combat, so he began to defend and retreat without any scruples, as long as he persevered in this battle, the painful torture could drive Wren himself crazy!

So, how long can you hold out? Five minutes or ten minutes? Although the ability to use the Devil Fruit is also a huge drain on Herodotus himself, but give it a try, it must be me who stands in the end!

The reserve of a warrior? The dignity of the strong? Vile? I'm sorry.,That's something that the martial arts faction will only think about.,Mr. Herodotus is Miao Zhenggenhong's civilian position.,The most annoying thing is to fight.,If you want to fight.,Go find another muscular fool who is equal to his status!

Everyone in this world has a corresponding luck, and Wren Walker also has his own luck, which is an extremely bad and almost negative number, but how do you say that? Negative and negative positive?

Herodotus chose the wrong opponent.

If it were a human being, I am afraid that I would have fainted from the pain...... If it's a normal human...... But Wren? Well? Suffering?

Since childhood, he has wrestled with wolves and white bears, enjoyed the cold snowfield, and since his youth has been undefeated on countless battlefields, hunger, loneliness, despair, stabbing with swords, viruses, slashing, shooting, poison, hammer, prison, and bite, how many scars have been left on this torn body.

This collapsed body, this poor worm that was snatched back from the Grim Reaper by Mr. Kulokas under the Twin Peaks with his messy medical skills, this young man who was tormented by pain all the time, was he afraid of pain?

Joke!

Who could be worse than him?! Who better understands pain than he?!

Feel the pain, know the pain, accept the pain, understand the pain, and then bite it all up and swallow it into your belly and turn it into your own blade, so that the world can feel the pain!

Wren no longer pursued Herodotus, who was avoiding the fight, he stopped to stand, stepped his right foot, centered on it, bowed slightly, and raised his hands......

"Huh?"

Looking at Wren who had stopped moving, Herodotus had a bad premonition in his heart, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to give up, but no matter what he wanted to do, as long as he calmly observed and looked for a way to solve it.

At this time, Wren had the monster above the sky in his mind...... Is that a monster that Wren can defeat now? No, to be precise, can the human race defeat that monster?

He thought back to the monster's breath, the size of its body, its every move, and its claws and tail......

Wren exhaled slightly—dragons' lungs can breathe fire!

His slightly bent back made a terrifying sound of bones rattling - the dragon's body was indestructible!

His raised hands clenched into claws—dragons' claws can shatter everything!

The right foot he stepped out of his step began to exert force, shattering the ground under his feet in an instant, and the small empty island of Visalia also shook abnormally, and the wind whistled out from nowhere, blowing away the clouds above this small empty island!

"It's coming!"

Knowing what was about to happen, Herodotus was preoccupied and increased the intensity of the pain inflicted on Wren, although direct contact with him would double the power or even greater, but getting close to such a melee master was undoubtedly self-defeating, Herodotus's eyes widened, and he raised his hands to make a blocking motion, no matter what happened next, he would not be surprised.

He locked Wren's body, and he wouldn't let go of even a slight movement, just like that, one second, two seconds, as Herodotus's puzzled expression appeared on his face, Wren, who didn't move, the color of his body seemed to become lighter?

It wasn't until the figure that had remained in place completely blurred and disappeared that Herodotus's expression stiffened on his face. The Devil Fruit's abilities gave him near-invincible confidence, and it also took away all the pain that was directed at him personally, so he didn't realize that the most important thing was missing from his chest somewhere.

Herodotus, who realized it later, turned around sluggishly and looked at the back of the man behind him holding his heart.

"Also...... Back...... I ......"

There is no emotion of regret, no emotion of despair, no emotion of unwillingness, no emotion of incomprehension, because all these emotions are over before they happen, before he even knows his own death.

Wren let go calmly, letting his heart beat and falling on the grass. He glanced at his right hand, which was covered in blood, and finally lowered it.

This is, the martial art of killing dragons!