Blackbeard has never been a stingy person, and his attitude towards Magellan is that he doesn't stop me, and if he can kill him without much effort, of course he won't let him go, but he won't do anything to put himself in danger of death in order to kill him.

A group of people blasted away the stones and buildings that stood in their way, and walked straight out of the gate of the city.

……

The Gate of Justice, a huge balloon wrapped around the warship slowly flew over it.

Wild doesn't care about what will happen after that, yes, as long as he is out of the Advance City, then he can let the birds fly high in the sky, and the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and whether the original book will change is no longer within the scope of Wild's consideration.

As for relying on the prophet of the plot to seek something, it can't be said that Wilder doesn't have this idea, but at the same time, Wilder understands that strength is the foundation of his foothold in this world, and the plot can only be used as a dispensable auxiliary.

The general context of the world is not something that the people behind you can influence.

The balloon was opened and the warship began to descend.

Wilde held the black instrument in his hand, the corners of his mouth hooked.

This gift took him four years to prepare, and each layer of the swamp hell consumed a lot of his energy, originally to use it for self-protection, but then he thought about it, maybe it could be used for other purposes, so there was a big explosion just now.

It would be fun to put explosives packs in the exit cracks of each level of Swamp Hell beforehand, and then detonate them to cause the swamp to gush out and cause it to collapse.

"At this time... It's almost time for the war to start, right? ”

With a mutter, Wilde stepped up to the bow of the boat, and he found that the position suited him well, as if every leader liked to stand in a place like this.

Claire walked up and stood silently beside Wilder, where she had a warm feeling.

"Claire, we need to see the world, but we can't guarantee that we'll be safe." After a moment of silence, Wilde said, his eyes fixed on the sea in the distance.

"Well, the boss is amazing." Claire thought for a moment, and said something almost vague about Wilder.

"That's me."

Wilder stepped onto the fence.

"Claire will always follow the boss." Her eyes fluttered, her eyebrows lowered, and Claire raised her head and glued to it with a brisk step.

The warship swayed slightly and landed on the sea, and on the deck, more than two dozen navies had already perished in the sea, leaving only those who had followed Wilder from the advancing city.

In addition to Wilde himself, Claire, Egger, Byss, and Yves, the remaining five were all selected by Wilder from lv5, and they were supposed to be six, but they were killed by Wilder due to a little accident.

Among the five, one is Bakken, a polar bear fruit capable of being honest, with a missing front tooth. (Don't care if there is an Arctic in Pirate World.) ）

The other was a straight middle-aged man who had cut the cannonball with a sword before, very steady, with indifferent eyes and a small ponytail.

The remaining three, one is a man who had grabbed the cannonball before, looked fierce, and always wore a sneer, of medium stature, but with thick arms, and his name was Write Limo.

Then there was a young man with glasses, the smallest of all the people, fair skin, with long silky hair, more handsome than the average woman, his name was Fran Peter, the weapon was a double gun, of course, the gun was taken from the navy, and at the same time his own physical skills were not weak, and the ability to bounce and dodge was very strong.

The last one is a guy with a peaked cap, medium stature, a mask, and a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes from time to time, his name is Ah Xin.

This is Wild's current subordinates, the strength is uneven, and the last five people have a bounty of more than 100 million.

As for Byss and the others, Egger and Claire may be slightly weaker, but Bys's words, at least, the people on the ship, except for Wilder, no one dares to say that they will definitely be able to defeat him.

Yves is an unexpected product, his ability is very useful, and it is also powerful, and if he continues to develop, he may burst out with extraordinary power, but Yves himself is a wonder, even if the ability is not used well, the reaction is very slow, so Yve's combat power is the most difficult to judge, it may be weak sometimes, and it may be strong sometimes.

"So... I'll do the cooking! ”

After Wilde got off the bow of the boat, Bakken seized the opportunity and said, yes, he has always been worried that he will be killed by Wilder, at least he doesn't have the courage to face death now, and finally left that ghost place, not to mention hugging Wilder's thigh, at least he has to show his worth and completely eliminate the possibility of being killed.

"Uh-huh, hehe... Well, I hope you'll surprise everyone, Bakken. Wilde glanced at him and grinned strongly.

"Uh... Yes, yes, yes! Beckon shuddered, then patted his chest excitedly: "Don't worry, boss!" I used to be a chef! ”

"Uh-huh, hehe... I'm so lucky, I'm sure you're Bakken, you're going to make a delicious meal, so... I'll leave it all to you. ”

"Remember to hurry, wait a minute... But the wind is about to rise. Wilde walked past Bakken and smiled meaningfully.

Bakken didn't say much, and it wasn't long before a table of sumptuous dishes was set up on the deck, and just by looking at the gloss, you could tell that the taste was not bad.

Wine is indispensable for food, and Wild Wild's palm is open, and a bottle filled with red wine slowly falls from his palm.

Claire stood faithfully behind Wild, about to take the bottle and open it.

Wilde waved his hand, "Claire... And everyone, let's sit down and eat together, we're companions. He looked at everyone with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha! Then you're welcome, boss! Byss laughed a few times and sat down first.

The others looked at him, then at Wild, and sat down after him.

The first big meal since he was released from prison was realized in this situation, there was wine and meat, of course, there was no wine on the warship, so the wine that Wilde took out was only enough for one person and a half, which was better than nothing.

Full of wine and food, a strong wind is blowing from a distance unconsciously.

Wild's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked ahead, and a white line across the entire surface of the sea appeared in view.

"Everybody's ready." Standing up, Wild took the lead in the position of the mast, thought for a moment, and carried Claire up in a frustrated, red-faced exclamation.

The body turned into a swamp and enveloped Claire, the snake form wrapped tightly around the mast.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Bakken raised an eyebrow at the people around him, and showed a lewd smile, intending to signal something, but no one paid attention to him, and everyone rushed to find a place to hug.

"What's wrong everyone?"

Beckon felt an inexplicable sense of foreboding, and turned his head stiffly to look at the sea in the distance.

"it!"