The dazzling golden light, like the scepter of God falling from the sky, carried a thrilling magnificence.

The blue dome seemed to be split in half by the light, and even the rising sun seemed to be eclipsed before it.

The golden lion's body fell straight down under the bombardment of this ultimate flash, like a meteor dragging a long flame tail.

Below, there is an ocean of boundless, cloudy clouds.

The vast sea of clouds is tumbling and steaming, surging, and the white waves are stirring in the sky in the sound of hunting and hunting.

But such a vast sea was hit by a beam of light directly to the heart.

In an instant, the clouds and waves danced wildly, the wind howled, and the thick sea of clouds churned, tearing open a wide and incomparably wide hole in an instant.

The light dissipated, and the golden lion completely disappeared under the clouds.

Galen and Kuzan stood side by side on the floating island, watching the spectacular scene with condescending eyes, but there was not much joy on their faces.

"He's still not dead."

Galen shook his head helplessly.

Whether the golden lion is dead or not, he can tell with a glance at his experience bar.

"That's right."

Kuzan didn't look surprised, for the island he was treading on was still floating in the sky.

If the Golden Lion dies or loses consciousness in defeat, the island suspended in the sky due to the ability of the Piao Fruit should fall into the vast sea as soon as possible.

Kuzan tidied up his white suit that had become messy during the battle, and said to Galen in a calm and indifferent tone:

"I've said that before."

"A battle of this level is not so easy to end."

The powerhouses in this world all have Mondo blood, rough skin and thick flesh, amazing recovery, there is no such thing as a blue stripe at all, and all that is consumed with skills (fruit ability) is health (physical strength);

If you want to kill a top powerhouse, you can only rely on the word "grind".

Indeed, the current golden lion is already dying, and its strength is not as good as before.

But the old dog also has a few teeth, and the golden lion was a tough guy who could fight with Karp and Sengoku in the naval headquarters for three days and three nights, rounded up to about two generals.

No matter how much his strength degrades, it is impossible for him to degenerate to the extent that he will be killed on the spot if he eats Galen's two ultimates.

"You shouldn't have used that trick on the Golden Lion..."

"Hmm... What's it called? ”

"Ex curry stick?"

Kuzan shook his head, and then used the helpless tone of the king with bronze to educate Galen, a newcomer to the battlefield:

"It looks spectacular, but..."

"Not only did it not do enough damage, but it pushed the enemy away to a safe distance that we couldn't catch up with."

"You have to know that this sky is still the home of the Golden Lion after all."

"To defeat the Golden Lion, you should keep using that strange trick to make him lose his mind and attack you, and then let me take the lead."

This is indeed the case.

If Galen cooperates with Kuzan and keeps using a set of combos of taunt + frozen + great sword, the old golden lion will be consumed sooner or later.

But...

"The special effects of that move are so good-looking, I didn't hold back and released it."

Galen laughed awkwardly twice, and began to self-examine in his heart.

In this battle, there are two mistakes:

First, Galen didn't recognize his auxiliary identity clearly, and he couldn't control his desire to output indiscriminately.

Second, Galen's light cannon was not damaging enough, not only did it fail to kill the golden lion in one fell swoop, but instead became a life-saving cannon to send the bloody enemy to flee the battlefield.

"The golden lion hasn't come back yet, maybe he has escaped."

Kuzan's mentality is very peaceful, and he is not irritable when he encounters his teammates: "Galen, what do you think? ”

"Eradicate all evil."

Without hesitation, Galen replied:

"Since we have encountered this sea thief, we must not let him escape the punishment of justice again."

Kuzan nodded when he heard this, silently agreeing with Galen's statement.

Although he usually has a lazy style and is only as good as the yellow ape who drinks tea and reads the newspaper at work, he will never be sorry for the word "justice" on his back at a critical moment.

The Golden Lion has been a notorious sea thief since many years ago, murderous and vicious, and has been the most wanted enemy of the Navy since escaping from the Push City Prison.

Now that the two officials and bandits are meeting in a narrow way, and Galen next to him happens to have a strange trick that can restrict the golden lion's movements, Kuzan will naturally not let go of this great opportunity to capture the golden lion.

Galen, on the other hand, looked at the vast sky under the floating island, and couldn't find any trace of the golden lion for a long time.

So Galen turned to Kuzan and said:

"Kuzan, let's wait for him on this floating island!"

"This is his lair, and he will definitely come back!"

Galen is sure the Golden Lions will return:

Because the golden lion has been dormant on this island for more than eighteen years, just to hold back an army of monsters to destroy the East China Sea and complete his revenge on the navy, Roger, and the whole world.

It can be said that now this Golden Lion Shiki exists for this big plan.

Now that the golden lion himself is gone, the island is still floating in the sky, which means that his entire belongings have fallen into the hands of Galen and Kuzan.

The golden lion is already old, and it is impossible to wait for him for the next eighteen years if he retreats at this time.

A heroic figure like him will not shrink into a corner and survive the rest of his life just because he loses a battle for a while.

"Alright, we'll wait for him here."

Kuzan pondered for a moment, and quickly agreed to Galen's proposal.

Although Kuzan didn't know as well as Galen's plan to destroy the sea, he knew it by just looking at the boundless sea of clouds under his feet:

No matter how strong he is, he can't catch up with a flying enemy in the sky.

"Speaking of which..."

Galen looked at the churning clouds under his feet, and said with some curiosity:

"Why didn't he come back as soon as he fell? Could it really be that he can't heal from his injuries by hiding underneath? ”

"What the hell is under our feet?"

"This question..."

Kuzan glanced at Galen helplessly:

"Isn't that supposed to ask you?"

"You're the one who drove the boat!"

"Ahem..."

Galen coughed lightly and tilted his head away in embarrassment.

After hesitating for a moment, Galen remembered that he took out his phone and contacted Nami, who had escaped dozens of miles in an airship.

The phone was connected, and after two goodbyes to each other, Galen asked Nami with some curiosity:

"Nami? Are the positioning results out? ”

"Where the hell are we now?"

On the way to the fake sky island, Nami was already busy locating the lost sky ship with astronomical positioning.

"Of course."

Talking about what she is good at, Nami's voice is a little more active:

"We have now left the Great Passage and are in the skies above the windless zone."

"Windless?"

Galen felt the wind on his face, and asked in some surprise, "Isn't it windy here?" ”

"It's amazing!"

Meteorologist Nami replied with some excitement:

"The windless zone is low near the surface of the sea, and there is definitely no wind. But in the high altitude where we are, there is the presence of wind. ”

"I can't explain the truth with my knowledge."

Of course, there is no way to explain it...

The absence of wind is itself very unscientific.

Even natural air convection can be isolated on a large scale, could it be that someone has covered a plastic greenhouse at sea?

Galen complained in his heart, and then asked again:

"So where the hell are we now? Are there islands down there? ”

"I don't know."

Nami replied casually, "I don't have a chart with no wind zone. ”

Not to mention that Nami doesn't know, not even the golden lion who opened the island here.

He lives on the floating island all the year round, and he doesn't go out for several years, and the whole island is like a seaweed fluttering in the wind, floating wherever it goes.

"Let's hope there aren't islands down there..."

Galen suddenly thought of the various scenes when they fought with the golden lion before, and couldn't help but say with some emotion:

"Otherwise, the animals on the island will suffer."

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Windless Belt, Nine Snake Island, Amazon Lily Kingdom.

Isolated from the rest of the world, the people of the island live a paradise life where the sun rises and sets, and the occasional trip to the sea to rob and get rich.

On this day, the happy and comfortable daily life of the Nine Snake Female Warriors continued.

For them, the happiest moment of the day is when they see King Boya Hancock.

The same is true today:

After reviewing the training of the female warriors of the Nine Snake Pirates, Hancock drove back to the palace in the middle of his subjects.

As recognized as the world's number one beauty on the sea, Hancock's charm cannot be stopped even by women.

She walked all the way, and there were "oh hoo" sounds one after another.

Everyone's eyes were also full of heartwarming feelings that couldn't be concealed, completely across genders.

And Hancock has long been accustomed to such treatment.

She just walked through the crowd casually, enjoying the admiration and worship of her subjects, and at the same time, she unconsciously put on a haughty posture with empty eyes.

However, this pride is embedded in the soul from the inside out, and it is not annoying.

Those who see Hancock's true face will only agree with her arrogance from the heart, and will even be captured by this high-minded queen posture in an instant.

Hancock's walking posture is not elegant, but rather very wanton and flamboyant.

But she was tall and tall, and when she walked, her slender legs as white as ivory loomed under the high-slit cheongsam, no one could bear to criticize Hancock's posture.

All in all, it's just a simple truth:

If you are good-looking, you can do whatever you want.

"Snake Hime-sama!"

The cheers of the subjects were everywhere, and the words shouted could not be suppressed in the direction of brain-dead fans:

"Snake Hime-sama walking, she's so beautiful!"

"Snake Hime-sama who stepped up the stairs is also too beautiful!"

"The snake-sama who picks her hair is really amazing!"

"Snake Hime with a cigar on her head..."

"Huh?"

The air freezes instantly.

In front of everyone's eyes, a half-smoked heavy cigar floated down from the sky, and it landed impartially on the perfect long black hair of the Empress Han Cook.

Hancock removed the half of the cigar from his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched...

"Who is it?"

Hancock crumpled the cigar in his hand into ash, looked around menacingly, and said:

"Who dares to throw cigarette butts in front of me?!"