The first half of the Great Voyage, on the island of Culegana.

The baboons watching in the night all showed great excitement, although they did not have swords in their hands, and there were other messy weapons, but they all learned from Mawson in the field.

How else to say that these baboons have become fine.

They clearly saw that Mawson's strength was higher than that of the strong baboon they were fighting against, and they did not miss this opportunity to study seriously.

Boom!!

Mawson knocked the fighting baboon to the ground with one move, and this time he increased his strength a little, and the baboon fell to the ground for a long time and never got up again.

The other surrounding groups also quickly hid in the woods or the ruins of the ruined walls.

Mawson had already determined that the baboon just now had learned the knife skills of the strong.

At least to the point of a senior swordsman.

However, I have to complain that this baboon is much better than most people's sword skills.

After fighting with this old black man as long as his hands and feet just now, it can be seen that this baboon will never have a long time to learn knife skills.

But after fighting him for a short time, he began to slowly grasp what he had learned.

I can even learn how to exert my strength from him.

If this kind of thing is said to be true, I don't know how many humans who have learned knife skills will be ashamed to find a piece of tofu and crash to death there.

At this time, Mawson suddenly had some conjectures in his heart.

If it was really that guy's success, it might be reasonable for this baboon who had not been learning for a long time to learn such advanced knife skills.

Isn't it, just take a look for yourself.

He put the knife over his waist again.

Mawson no longer paid attention to the baboons who were very good at judging the situation.

He walked past the baboon lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and was amused to himself as it squinted and peeked at it.

This kind of intelligence is probably no less than that of ordinary human beings.

He deliberately showed a fierce aura, and saw that the baboon lying on the ground and peeking at Mawson froze his whole body, bounced off the ground in an instant, and even ignored the long knife that had fallen to the side, and ran into the woods quickly and disappeared.

The other baboons were no better, and they were all frightened by the extremely sharp aura.

In the blink of an eye, they were all gone.

This desire to survive is also gone.

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The extent of the ruins of this town is a bit of a struggle to search, after all, it was once a kingdom.

The islands on the Great Voyage are large and small, and so are the nations.

Small islands like the current Kulegana Island, in fact, the area of this island is not large, even if it is a town where the kingdom is located, judging from the progress of Mawson's current search, this country will not exceed 50,000 people.

Large countries and islands can refer to Alabastan, a capital city Albana alone has a standing army of 600,000, plus ordinary residents should have no problem surpassing Fish-Man Island, not to mention that there are other cities in the country.

Not to mention the length of the entire country is at least a thousand kilometers.

The town has been under war for some time now, and the ruins of the town are frequented by many animals from the jungle, especially at night.

There are quite a few animals that come here to feed.

On some of the scattered towering buildings, there are also the calls of nocturnal birds.

It added to the horror of the ruins, as if something covered in blood and cloak would crawl out of somewhere.

Sure enough, strength is the confidence of everything.

To put it in his previous life, even if he was given a hundred guts, he would not dare to appear alone in such a place at night.

Now not only does he have no fluctuations in his heart, but he even wants to give a soundtrack to such a night.

However, I saw dark red blood stains in many places around me, and I think that many people died here.

Mawson thinks it's better to be normal.

It's not that I'm afraid that one or two will actually come out and sing with him.

Rather, whether it is just or not, there will always be casualties in war, and it is inevitable that the most suffering must be the common people.

Although he is a scum in liberal arts, Mr. Lu Xun's sentence: Xing, the people are bitter; Forget, the people suffer.

He still remembers it very well.

In fact, from a distance, the place where he is the most terrifying.

Because today he is not dressed in white, but in a black suit on the inside, and a white justice on the outside.

Under the misty night sky, a white shadow floated around, bending over from time to time to find something, with the surrounding atmosphere, a proper horror movie **oss.

……

This place has been cleaned up.

It can be seen that there must be a hand behind this incident.

He didn't believe that the civilians who had fled had the heart to come back and clean up the battlefield.

In particular, he had explored the mansions of some of the nobles of the kingdom, and the materials inside were too clean.

In some of the rooms that were intact, it was as if the supplies had vanished into thin air.

Even if you are careful, there will always be some materials left behind in some places, but there are none.

If it weren't for the unconscious son of the Karp family, who was doing something, he would have eaten the house in front of him.

Cough...... Forget it, don't eat and drink.

Since there is enough evidence that there is a guy behind this, Mawson just needs to report it truthfully.

Although the current revolutionary army has begun to move frequently, most of them have drifted out of the sight of the navy, and the people who stare at them most tightly like dogs biting on bones are actually CP people.

That's not why he didn't keep searching.

The reason was that when he searched a hidden room, there was a dead body that had not been contained.

After such a long period of fermentation, the noble lord who seemed to be pampered and had an abundance of fat was so respectable that he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Fortunately, Mowson has experienced too many such scenes in this world, and for him, it was just the sudden smell that made him uncomfortable.

He searched no further.

If it wasn't the time to go to sea, he might be ready to sail back.

This is already a building in the aristocratic area, and the contents have been looted clean.

Mawson decided to find a room that looked like he could use as a place for his day.

It was at this time that a different voice came from a distance away.

His expression moved, his eyes were thinking about this, it seemed that his guess was not wrong, this island should be the place where the powerful and terrifying otaku usually live.

I have to say, this guy's taste is really unique.

Such a place can also be a lonely place for a few years, oh no, and a group of baboons with you.

So, did I get something terrible?!!

Shocked .jpg!

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On Kulegana Island, the sky is often covered with a layer of mist at night, so there's a reason why the island was later called Ghost Island.

The night grew hazy under the mist.

It's like frosted glass stained with a layer of moisture, which makes people look unreal.

However, it can be roughly seen that this was originally supposed to be a square, and the statue erected in the middle of the square was cut into several pieces and scattered underneath.

The other buildings around the square are also incomplete, some are traces of guns, and some can be seen to be left by the sword qi slashed by the strong man with his knife.

In the darkness of the night, there were many faint black figures hidden in the shadows of these ruins.

They hide themselves perfectly in the night.

Well, probably.

In the square was a figure who didn't look tall, to be precise, he was a little lean, and he looked a little short in this world with a height of less than two meters.

In his hand he held a long knife that looked about his height, the handle was at least half a meter long, the sides of the knife (xin) were almost the same length as the hilt, the blade was as black as ink, and the blade was heavily patterned with a t-shaped pattern on the blade.

Just by looking at it, you can understand that this is an incomparably powerful killing weapon.

The long knife is like an arm in his hand, every movement seems to have been tempered by a thousand times, and the moves displayed by the long knife are like antelope hanging horns.

Such long knife moves are generally based on slashing, but in his hands, he can use all kinds of subtle moves.

To be precise, it should be a light weight.

From time to time, a flash of swords flashed, and then a building was slashed and fell to the ground with a roar.

From this, we can see how the slash marks on the ruins that seem to be as smooth as a plane came about.

And the black figure hidden behind these ruins, when you get closer, you can see that it is a group of baboons like the one Mawson had met before.

The difference is that most of these baboons hold swords of different styles and seemingly average quality.

They looked at the figures in the square, their eyes intent, and the expressions on their faces were simply fascinated.

It's just that at this time, none of the baboons dared to go out and disturb the figure who practiced knives.

At this time, the aura exuded by that figure, even if they were dozens or hundreds of meters away, they still felt as if they had been torn apart.

If you get closer, you probably don't have to walk in front of you.

I don't know how to die.

It has to be said that animals generally have unusual intuition about danger.

Especially this group of overly smart guys.

They are likewise a group of animals.

The man practicing the knife in the square suddenly slashed out, and the knife qi flew over a distance of hundreds of meters, not knowing what it collided with, and made a violent explosion.

The emaciated man held the knife in both hands, the tip of the knife pointed obliquely at the ground in front of him, his eyes were like eagle eyes staring at the direction where the sword qi flew out just now.

He said in a deep voice, "Who's there?!" ”

Da ...... Da ...... Da ......

The sound of leather shoes walking on the stone slab was unusually clear in such a silent night.

The distance of about 100 meters was only completed by the sound of footsteps in just over ten seconds.

On a stone path leading to the ruins of this square, the figure of a white coat loomed, gradually becoming clear.

Until he walked in front of the man holding a huge black knife and stood at a distance of more than ten meters.

"Sure enough, it's you, 'Hawkeye' Jorahcole. Mihawk. ”

"You are? Vice Admiral, Alpha. Mawson! ”

Hey, wait.

Shouldn't you call me by a nickname at this time?

(So what do the bigwigs think is the right nickname?) Peach rabbit, red dog, green pheasant, yellow ape, vine tiger, green cow, tea dolphin, there is a book friend named black (li four sounds), a kind of snake recorded in ancient books, what do you think? ）