The Sith wanted to go to that place, but, in the next moment, he measured the gap between himself and the height of the island.

The Sith chose silence.

Because Sith knew that according to his current physical condition, he could go to that place, but after he arrived at that island, his physical strength would be consumed for a long time, and in that time, it was enough for the lion-like guy to find himself in his territory.

The exhausted Sith, in the face of that man, even if his strength has decreased because of his age, the Sith is still not sure.

"The guys at the peak of the old times are all monsters, it's just that my dad is even more perverted."

Sith recalled the burly power he had felt before, and Sith knew that his father was still at his peak, but he had just begun to decline.

"Brother, do you want to go up?"

Sith looked at the people who had disappeared, and he knew that there was a rather amazing guy who had come out of his heart and was right next to him.

"Brother, why did you come out?"

"I feel your thirst for power, so, I'm here, would you like to eat that fruit?"

Looking at the man in front of him, a mocking smile appeared on the Sith's face.

"If I had eaten that fruit before, I might have died in the sea."

"But, brother, if you had eaten that fruit, I might have been able to come out and have an event at that time."

Looking at the roar of the ape in front of him, which was not malicious, but purely smiling, Sith stretched out his hand and waved his brother away at once.

"At least I don't have that idea yet, but, brother, I'll do my best to store the food, and I'll eat the fruit when I can satisfy you for a toss, and I won't lie to you."

"Now, then, aren't you going to go up?"

Sith grinned as he held out his finger and pointed to the wound on his chest, which was covered all over his body except his back.

"I'm recovering, but, right now, it's not enough, not enough for me to get the message out of that island."

And in the next moment, the Sith narrowed his eyes.

"Admiral Akainu, find the traces of the golden lion."

"I've seen it, and I've attacked."

Looking at the man with lava coming out of his body as shown by the phone bug, a terrifying smile appeared on his face.

"The magma has exploded, then"

In the next moment, the Sith turned around and let out his own roar at his men.

"Boys, Admiral Akainu's meteor volcano has erupted, and at this time, such a move is not recognizable."

In the next moment, Sith flicked his rod and trapped a meteor lava that streaked above him, wrapping the rod and line in his own armament color, and smashing the meteor towards the meteor farther away.

"Now, then, all of you look for cover for me."

Sith flicked the rod in his hand and kept fishing the line in his hand for the countless lava meteors and threw them into the sea.

"Well, next time I'll learn how to use a fishing rod, it's still useful to think about it."

All of them poked their heads out of the bunker, watching their boss casually think about future workouts under the magma impact, and could only sigh at the monster, and the next, they could only hide in the fishing line that was shaken by their boss and tossed all over the sky, and the next moment, a subtle smile flashed in his eyes.

Because at this time, the Sith is really thinking about whether he should learn this thing in his hands in the future, although such a weapon is a little nondescript, but it is indeed very effective, just and soft.

Moreover, with the help of the armed color domineering, it is enough to make a pretty good fishing rod after recovering his own stick.

In the next moment, a smile appeared on the Sith's face, but at this time, it could be regarded as happy and sad.

A magma bomb directly pasted his face, and at this time, he could only stretch out his hand and take off his mask that had been melted by the high temperature with the blessing of the armed color. Fortunately, during this time, the beard that the Sith had just grown had also been burned by the magma before, and there was even a smell of burnt feathers slowly wafting through the air.

"Sure enough, the reason why Kaido is not dead is because he has developed his physical body to the extreme, no matter when, no matter where, no matter what situation he faces, his armed domineering power can even be blocked by his own will, instinctively protected."

Feeling the burning heat on his face, Sith reached out his hand and touched it over his head.

The Sith didn't feel any pain, but by this time, the Sith had pulled his blue-blond hair from the top of his head, and a helpless smile appeared on his face.

At this time, the fishing line in his hand became stronger under his swing, and even began to show signs of lengthening.

"The second change of the color of the armament changes the characteristics of the material, and the softness is cast to the rigid."