The clones were ordered to leave, leaving only the three of Dororoth in the lab.

"Hello~~~"

"Lieutenant General Dororo, these clones look satisfied."

Caesar said with a sinister smile on his face.

Although Caesar's expression was a little unbeaten, Dororoch had to admit that he was indeed a brilliant scientist.

These clones seem to be ordinary, but each of them has been instilled with one or several skills, some in numbers, some in management, and even one clone just now has an extremely keen sense of the big picture!

This terrible technique, which can be said to be a violation of God's forbidden area, can't help but be praised by Dorolu.

"Very good, Caesar, you have put your mind to it."

Dorolu said with a smile on his face, reaching out and patting Caesar on the shoulder.

"Hello~~~"

"Lieutenant General Dorolu, it's too early for you to praise me, and I still have some achievements to report to you and Lord Chi."

With a mysterious smile, Caesar led Doroluch and Smile as he walked forward.

In the past six years or so, of course, Caesar could not have only studied the project of bloodline factor technology, on the contrary, he also used the unique brain of his "chief scientist" to design and invent a variety of weapons and equipment.

"Hello~~~"

"This is my latest gas bomb, X-Gas!"

Caesar proudly showed Dororoch his new invention.

Caesar carefully took out a green crystal from a tightly sealed box, and said with a deep sense of pride: "This is the X-gas I developed, it ........."

X-Gas, a biochemical weapon carefully researched by Caesar, is a super-concentrated refining of a large number of units of highly toxic gas, and compressing it into a small crystal through high-pressure crystal stabilization technology.

In fact, the principle of this weapon is very simple, it is nothing more than the condensation and compression of highly toxic gas, and Dororoch also has this idea, but Caesar replied like this.

"Do you think enrichment is easy? Do you think it's so easy to compress thousands of units of gas into crystals?!!! ”

When Doroluth said his doubts, Caesar was furious, and he no longer cared about the identity of Doroluth's boss, and resolutely lashed out at him.

"How's the lethality?"

Not wanting to listen to Caesar's chatter anymore, Dorolu wittily changed the subject.

"Hello Hello, Hello, Boom, Boom, ......Boom, Boom, T I haven't done an explosion experiment yet, but I estimate that it can spread within a radius of at least 500 meters......"

Caesar looked regretful, apparently regretting that he didn't test X-Gas, but even so, Caesar was still able to give Dororoth a guarantee.

Doroluch didn't dare to let this mad scientist act recklessly, so he hurriedly said to him: "Caesar, there are things that can be done, and some things that cannot be done, so don't do something out of the ordinary." ”

For some reason, Doroluth's slightly angry voice felt familiar to Caesar, but he couldn't remember it.

"Hello, Lieutenant General Dororo, I naturally want to listen to what you say, and you can rest assured, I will definitely not do any human experiments or explosions."

Caesar patted his thin chest and assured Doroluth.

"That's good."

To be honest, for this Caesar, it would be a bit inappropriate not to let him study some bells and whistles, after all, Caesar's original camp was an evil scientist, and he belonged to the villain's side, and it was impossible for him to stay quietly at home and concentrate on a result.

Therefore, within the bottom line, Doroluch did not see some of Caesar's actions.

"This thing...... How do you use it? ”

Playing with the small green crystal in his hand, Dororoth asked Caesar.

"The most important thing about the X-gas is its small size, easy to carry, and high lethality, which can be used as a musket bullet, or it can be directly crushed and thrown out with the enemy."

Under the light, the small green crystals on Dorolu's hands shimmered with a faint green, and this color was strong and ominous at a glance, which made people feel frightened.

It is hard to imagine how thousands of units of gas can be compressed precisely and perfectly, one unit of gas can fill a small space of 1*1, and thousands of units of gas can completely envelop the entire Marinfando.

It is unbelievable that such a huge amount of gas can be compressed into crystals less than the size of a thumb.

…………

On the beach of Kraigana Island

Zheng~

The flowing water carried a swarthy blade to the sand, its sharp blade glistening with a cold light, a blade that had been broken in half.

At this time, there was another person on the golden sand, a man with eagle-like sharp eyes.

The world's No. 1 swordsman - Hawkeye, Jorah Cole Mihawk!

Hawkeye was sitting and meditating on a boulder by the sea, and Black Knife Night, one of the twelve supreme fast knives, was lying horizontally on his hands.

"Buzz~~~"

The blade of the Black Knife Night actually shook slightly, and the air shook out ripples, just when the sea washed the broken knife onto the beach.

"Huh?"

The eagle eye who closed his eyes and meditated slowly opened his eyes that seemed to have infinite sword qi bursting out, and there was some doubt in his orange eyes.

"What's going on......

Hawkeye reached out and flicked it at the sword.

"Ding~~~"

The sound was unusually crisp, and the air ripples that shook from the body of the Black Sword Night Sword became larger and larger.

"You mean...... Is there a sword weapon on the beach that contains a strong sword intent? ”

Hawkeye reached out and gently brushed the blade of Black Knife Night to the tip of the sword, and asked Night softly in a puzzled tone.

"Okay."

Jorakol Mihawk, the world's No. 1 swordsman, is a man at the pinnacle of kendo in the pirate world.

As a man who has lived with a sword, the sword intent of the half-truncated knife has long been like a beacon, bringing a target to the image of a tough guy.

Hawkeye was dressed in aristocratic clothing, with a big aristocratic hat on his head, and his sharp eyes stared at the half-cut blade that was obliquely inserted on the beach.

It's just that this broken knife doesn't have any pretense at all, the handle of the knife has been eroded and corrupted by the sea, and the knife body is still stained with mud from the big pool.

Ordinary people may not look at this broken knife, but in the eyes of the eagle eye, they know that all this is an illusion, and the half of the long knife in front of them is very dazzling in the eyes, and even the sense of domineering is circulating in the blade.

Hawkeye was a little surprised, and reached out to pull out the half-long knife that was stuck diagonally in the sand, but when he grabbed the hilt, it had been rotten and rotted by the seawater, and it fell off on its own when he touched it, and Hawkeye had to grab the intact metal handle and pull it out.

Hawkeye untied the Black Knife Night from behind his back and placed it beside the half-cut long knife.

Sure enough, there is mutual induction between divine weapons and sharp weapons!

Suddenly, the two knives in front of Hawkeye couldn't stop humming, shaking up an invisible ripple in the air.

Hawkeye stretched out his hand and flicked the half of the blade, and a trace of his own unique sword intent was merging into the half of the long knife along the contact between Hawkeye's fingers and the blade.

"Boom!"

In Eagle Eye's perception, as soon as his own sword intent poured into the sword body, he was strongly blocked!

The cyan blue sword intent representing the eagle's eye and a majestic and vast golden sword intent collided together, setting off a fierce battle of sword intent in the world of consciousness!

"Good!"

Hawkeye, who had quite few words, spit out a rare good word, obviously complimenting the sword intent of the previous owner of this half long sword.

"The sword intent was actually blended into the long sword, and the owner of this broken sword must also be a great sword hero!"

A rich divine light flashed in Hawkeye's eyes, an unknown great swordsman? This is simply great news for a person like him who yearns for the pinnacle of kendo.

Each great swordsman has his own sword intent, which is unique, and the mutual competition between the great swordsmen is the in-depth understanding of the sword intent between the two sides.

Hawkeye has been stuck in the realm of the Great Sword Hero for a long time, if it is according to the water grinding kung fu, judging from his kendo talent, he will have to live in the thirties and forties!

Now, there is an unknown great swordsman on the sea, how can Hawkeye not be excited?

With this strong sense of anticipation, Hawkeye couldn't contain his excitement, and sat down on the rock, placing half of his sword horizontally on his lap.

This sword is supposed to be a heavy long sword, similar to his Black Knife Night, even if it is only half broken, it still has a length of more than a meter.

With both hands gently brushing the sword body, Hawkeye once again threw his sword intent into this half of the long sword, entangled with the sword intent of the original owner of the broken sword.

Vaguely closing his eyes, Hawkeye seemed to see two words engraved on the sword of the half-cut long sword, which should be the name of the long sword.

"Heavy Ding?" Hawkeye muttered.