Under the blazing gaze of the two Draconians, Perona shrank behind Hancock, not even daring to pop her head out.

"Ugh..."

Looking at the two world nobles in front of him, who were almost left behind to kill their relatives, Galen sighed helplessly:

"Senior Reilly, you're throwing a red face on my hands!"

But Galen looked at Perona carefully, and couldn't figure out how this stunted girl could suppress Hancock's charm.

Looking at the two Celestial Dragons in front of him who were even more stunned than Ediante Saint, Galen couldn't help but think of a close friend in his heart:

Brother Tichy, why are you leaving!

"Take, take her..."

The stupid son who was drooling didn't hold back a word for a long time, and in the end, it was Esho Sheng who waved his hand and ordered the naval soldiers and Tianlong guards beside him:

"Hurry up and bring me that slave girl!"

The Navy soldiers looked at each other and did not move.

They were only temporarily sent by the Chambord Naval Base to protect the safety of Esho Saint after the crisis, and they were not familiar with the business of fighting for tigers and robbing people's women.

But the guards were all experts, and as soon as they heard the order, they rushed forward with weapons in hand.

While rushing up, they also arrogantly pointed at Hancock, who was standing in front of Perona, and shouted:

"Hand over the people!"

But as soon as they saw Hancock's face, these Heavenly Dragonman guards couldn't help but stop.

"What are you doing in a daze?!"

Escho Saint roared hysterically:

"It's just a big-breasted woman, what are you afraid of?!"

"Hmm..."

The fear and obedience to the Draconians in their hearts finally allowed these guards to overcome the power of charm in Hancock's body.

They ignored Galen's murderous eyes in front of them again, and just walked towards Perona behind Hancock with menacing attitude.

"Stop!"

Galen held a great sword and stopped in front of the guards with a murderous aura:

"Take one step further and do it at your own risk."

"You..."

Seeing Galen's face, the leading captain of the guard was slightly stunned.

He knew the famous King Qiwu Hai, and he also knew the strength of the other party.

"Still stunned?"

Escho Saint's shouting and scolding sounded again:

"Hurry up and do it for me, or you will bury my son together!"

The captain of the guard calmed down, and his heart gradually regained the domineering and arrogant nature of following Esho Saint behind him.

He is also a character who has been in the Holy Land for many years and has been a dog for the Tianlong people all his life, so he naturally knows that there should be no "Galen" among the nobles of the world;

Even if there are really Draco people who want to live in the "mortal world", they have to be like Don Quixote's family many years ago, completely give up their respectful status as Draconians, and then degrade to mortal dust.

So the man in front of him is just a Seven Martial Seas!

That's right, a big man like the Seven Martial Seas, who is feared by the world, is just an unworthy "inferior person" in the eyes of this escort captain.

With the support of the Celestial Dragon behind his back, he unceremoniously showed a high-spirited and empty-eyed attitude in front of Galen:

"That's the person Saint Esho wants, get out of the way for me!"

“......”

Galen was silent for a while, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The captain of the guard subconsciously shuddered for a while, but in the end, he continued to shout in front of Galen under the ethereal power of the Celestial Dragons:

"Y-What do you want to do?"

"Don't think that if you are the king of the Seven Martial Seas, you can be presumptuous in front of the Heavenly Dragon people!"

"Really..."

Galen shook his head helplessly, but the words in his mouth were cold:

"I've restrained myself to this point—"

"You trash, why do you have to come and die one by one?"

In an instant, the murderous aura overflowed.

"You..."

The captain of the guard swallowed his saliva and said, "Don't, don't mess around!" The Admiral is on this island! ”

"Oh? So..."

"You call the Admiral!"

A sword pierced through the chest.

Blood gushed out, and a layer of condensed pitch-black substance quietly condensed on the broad blade.

Armed and domineering, finally awakened.

Nami's pupils shrank as she saw it, and she couldn't help but forget about the current tense atmosphere, and she only felt a good mood for a while.

Galen, on the other hand, slowly withdrew his greatsword and brought up a flood of blood.

Standing beside the hot-blooded corpse, Galen looked coldly at Escho Saint and his stupid son:

"I'd like to see if the Admiral can save you!"

"Bastard, bastard!"

The arrogant and wanton expression on Esho Sheng's face suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but wave his arms nervously:

"Quick, kill that madman!"

The naval soldiers and Draco guards on the side woke up from their shock, and hurriedly clenched the weapons in their hands, tightly protecting them in front of Esho Saint and his stupid son.

The call for help to the Navy Headquarters was also made as soon as possible.

Galen didn't do it directly, but slowly lifted the big sword that was still dripping blood, and walked towards Esho Saint unhurriedly.

With each step forward, the panic and panic in Esho Sheng's eyes became a little thicker.

In the midst of this unprecedented fear, Ethosage raised his pistol at Galen and pulled the trigger as if in a frenzy.

Sparks appeared, bullets whizzed out.

However, a series of bullets hit Galen, only causing a few meaningless noises, and then they were limp and flimbling.

When the smoke cleared, Galen was still intact, but a few steps closer to Esho Saint.

In this steady footsteps like a death knell, the stupid son was still indifferent, but the horror in Escho's heart had already climbed to the peak.

Galen silently admired the ugliness of the high-ranking Draco, and continued to step by step towards his goal.

Eventually, Galen walked in front of a group of naval soldiers and Draco guards who stood in front of him.

The blades of the forest were almost all pressed against Galen's cheek.

Galen just glanced coldly at the people around him, and scared the rabble into not moving.

They held their swords in their hands, but they never dared to take a step forward, and could only freeze in place in a dilemma.

"Get out of the way."

Galen's tone was very calm, but the content of his words was implied murderous:

"Get out of the way now, you still have a chance to escape under the accountability of the Draconians."

"Don't get out of the way now..."

A dangerous grin formed into Galen's mouth: "Then you will definitely die." ”

The reason is very clear and clear.

The naval soldiers and the Celestial Dragon guards looked at each other, but they reached a consensus in silence.

After a few breaths, the group silently moved away and made way for Galen.

In front of Escho Saint and his stupid son, there was no more to stand in his way.

"No, don't come here!"

"Don't come here!"

Etho Saint was no longer arrogant as before, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Looking at the Draco in front of him, who was as frightened as a lost dog, Galen couldn't help but smile happily.

This is the thrill of violence:

It can crush all the shackles of power, drag all the noble from the altar, and use the most essential power of human beings to decide the victory or defeat.

Then, Galen raised his sword aloft.

"Stop!"

A loud shout rang out from the sky.

Before the sound could be fully heard, a figure with a cold steam fell heavily from mid-air, freezing a large area of ground in an instant.

The ice spread across the land, but it eventually stopped in front of Galen.

Kuzan stood there with a nervous expression, looking at Galen, who had already raised his greatsword.

Kuzan knew in his heart:

At this distance, he couldn't stop Galen from committing murder at all.

So, Kuzan could only calm down and persuade aloud:

"Galen, don't be impulsive!"

"While the situation is not serious, you still have time to stop!"

"If you didn't hurt the Draco, we won't hold you accountable!"

And before Galen could speak, the desperate Escho Saint screamed hysterically:

"Bastard!"

"The Admiral has arrived! You're going to die this time! ”

Then, as he took the opportunity to retreat, he spat at Kuzan and scolded:

"What are you doing in a daze? Come and save me! ”

"What admiral?"

"It's a dog raised by our Tianlong people, just be obedient to me!"

As soon as these words came out, even the surrounding naval soldiers felt a sense of depression, and almost turned their guns at the fool without impulse.

"Hahaha..."

Galen looked amused, and couldn't help but ask Kuzan:

"You also want to save such a scumbag?"

But Kuzan is a general after all, and he still holds his breath in the midst of insults:

"I'm not saving him, I'm saving you!"

"Have you forgotten what I told you before?"

Kuzan pointed to Esho Saint and said unceremoniously:

"I really don't want to see one more sea thief on the sea because of that garbage!"

"You?!"

Being insulted by Kuzan in person, Esho Sheng's expression froze, but he somehow didn't dare to fight back.

Galen, on the other hand, fell into silence.

The atmosphere was tense.

Eventually, Galen suddenly looked up and asked Kuzan an unrelated question:

"Kuzan?"

"Have you reported the details of our battle to the Navy Headquarters?"

"Huh?"

Kuzan was slightly stunned, but still replied uncertainly, "Not yet." ”

"Not yet?"

"So, Brother Kuzan..."

A meaningful smile tugged at the corner of Galen's mouth: "Whether I should be a pirate or not, it's all up to you!" ”

"What?"

Kuzan's heart sank, and suddenly he thought of a terrifying possibility.

But Galen put away the big sword, and bowed slightly to Esho Saint with a smile:

"I'm sorry."

"I just had a gaffe, please don't take it personally!"

"Huh?"

Ethor Saint was a little overwhelmed.

After hesitating for a long time, Esho Saint came to his senses:

This madman in front of him still doesn't dare to ignore the authority of the Tianlong people!

"Don't take it personally?!"

Like his dead son, Escho Saint went berserk when he gained power:

"Hahaha!"

"How can you not take it to heart? Untouchables, I'm going to let you die without a place to bury! ”

Escho Saint's shouting was incessant, but Galen turned a deaf ear.

He walked away from Escho Saint at a leisurely pace, then turned and stood, looking at it as if waiting for a good show.

At this moment, a strange thing that emitted a miserable white light fell from the sky.

Escho Saint's scolding stopped, as a stinky splatter of blood splattered onto his face.

It was the blood of his stupid son.

"Ahh

"What's in the way of the old man?"

The ghost golden lion waved his leg and threw out the Draco man who had been pierced by his blade prosthesis with some disgust.

"Golden Lion Shiki!"

Galen had an expression of "shocked and inexplicable" and "terrified" on his face:

"You're not dead?!"