081 Dilemma
Without asking such a stupid question as "why did you save him?", Zorren, who had escaped death, responded to Mihawk's favor and fled to the beach as fast as possible.
Looking at Mihawk who was blocking in front of him, Kuzan frowned slightly, and the frozen air in his palm quickly transmitted from the ice blade, and began to erode the black knife blade inch by inch.
When the frost was about to extend to the hilt of the cross, Mihawk flicked his wrist, and the black knife shattered the ice directly, and the strong wind stirred the freezing gas apart, freezing the grass on his side into ice.
"It's tough." Kuzan pursed his thick lips and launched a freezing gas offensive against Mihawk, and at the same time, he stretched out one hand towards Zoren, who had escaped more than twenty meters away.
"Ice cube - two thorny spears!!"
The frozen air in front of the palm of his hand gathered, and two ice spears froze on his side, one on the left and one on the right, breaking through the air and shooting towards the back of Zoren's head.
"I said, I want him to live." Mihawk quickly swung the frozen qi away with sword qi, raised the black knife with one hand, and slashed in the same direction.
"Whew!!"
In the midst of the rotation of the black knife, a cyan entity slashed down, intercepting the two two-thorned spears in mid-air on the way.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zoren continued to rush dozens of meters away, and his figure disappeared into the forest road.
"Looks like you're really going to stop it!" Kuzan let out a breath of cold air helplessly, and his face became serious.
Mihawk said coldly, "New general, let me try your strength." β
The two faced each other, and the moment they really started to move, the ultra-low temperature freezing gas and the terrifying slash broke out across the grass.
"It's dangerous." Zoren had palpitations, even if he escaped a hundred meters away, he could still clearly feel the aftermath of the battle behind him.
It's too strong! Both of them have already reached the ranks of absolute powerhouses, or Devil Fruit ability, or swordsmanship, or domineering, at least one of them has reached a very high top level.
And he has only been proficient in the sixth style of the Navy for a short time, not to mention domineering, he hasn't even reached half of the road of body arts, how can he fight with others!?
"It's too weak! I'm so weak! Unwilling! It's so unwilling! β
Zoren bit his lip tightly, his fists clenched loudly, but this was just self-motivation and self-deprecation, as well as a strong desire for power, and the strong heart and self-confidence built before would not be easily damaged.
However, if his self-deprecation is known to others, he will probably want to shoot himself to death with a brick. Anyway, Kuzan "Pheasant" and Mihawk "Hawkeye" are both long-established figures on the sea, and he is just a newcomer from training camp, and his real age is only fourteen years old.
"Next time! The next time I meet it, I won't be so powerless again! Engrave this unwillingness in his heart, and the blood vapor lingering on Zoren's body gradually faded.
After a period of exploration, he gradually grasped the degree of use of the blood boundary - as long as the maintenance time ends before reaching the critical point of large-scale collapse of the body, that is, the body state in which life can be healed by consuming supplies, the sequelae will not be so serious that he needs to lie down for several days in a row.
It's like an accidental massive blood loss, and the person will be weakened for weeks on end. And taking the initiative to draw a certain amount of blood has basically no effect on people who are physically strong, the same reason.
The other area 1 is by the sea, just in front of the forest exit.
Zoren slowed down slightly, and the wind blew through the dense and dark wooded path.
Countless bubbles burst, and he rushed out of the forest alone, and what was in front of him was bright in the sun.
Then, when he saw the sight of the seaside, Zoren was stunned and stopped moving forward.
On the seashore, it doesn't matter if Amen, who is the handover, is gone, and instead there are several steel warships moored on the coast, hundreds of thousands of naval soldiers, and a vice admiral who seems to have been waiting for a long time at the forefront.
"Hey, heyβit's a big deal." Zoren muttered to himself, finally realizing what he had gone wrong.
He forgot. It will take about fifteen to twenty minutes for the warship unit of the Navy Headquarters to reach the Chambord Islands at the earliest. And the original plan just now was to disguise himself as Tezzolo, attract firepower to create the illusion of grabbing the Devil Fruit and escaping from the island, and arrive at the beach within ten minutes to meet Amen, and leave with the help of Menmen's ability.
Taking advantage of the calculation of the time difference, in this way, after Russ sends the real Tezzolo out of the Chambord Islands, Tezzolo's own existence will bear all the charges for this incident, and the navy and world government agencies will not specially investigate on the island.
The calculation was successful from the beginning, until the unexpected variable of Kuzan appeared, who arrived on the island much earlier than expected! He thwarted Zorren halfway, so much so that the time was now fifteen minutes later.
"The failure to take advantage of the time difference has led to the fact that the seaside, which is now safe, has become the location of the self-imposed net." Zoren smiled wryly.
It was a real mistake, and it was a complete loss.
"Gilde Tezzolo, you have no escape!"
Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, who was wearing a dark blue shirt and a navy coat with dark purple hair and beard, raised his eyes to look at Zoren who had stopped, and said in a deep voice, "Bring outlaws to attack the auction hall and endanger the lives of the Draconians!" Are you guilty!? β
As he spoke, he gracefully unsheathed the knife at his waist, the sharp tip of which was pointed straight at Zorren in front of him.
"What should I do?" Zorren fell silent.
I had just escaped from the general's command, but there were still vice admirals and naval forces ahead. The most important thing is that he doesn't know where Amen is now, and without Amen's ability to hand over, it is equivalent to having no way out.
This is the worst situation of the moment.
"Even if Amen is around here, opening the door in front of so many people will be suspicious, and it seems that you can only rely on yourself." Zoren took a deep breath: "Life is returned, lifted." β
Since there is no way back, and it is impossible to expose your identity with your hands tied, you can only break a way with your fists!
Putting on a confrontational posture, the muscles of Zoren's body swelled suddenly, and his thin body became extremely strong, almost bursting the shirt that Tezzolo was wearing.
"Do you still want to fight back?" As if he had made an unwise choice to Zorren, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel shook his head regretfully.
"In that case, I'll arrest you violently! Shave! "Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel held the knife in one hand, and quickly stepped forward, and his body swooped closer.
"Shaved?" Zoren instinctively wanted to use the shaving to meet the frontal attack, but just made a half-prelude to the pedaling, and forcibly stopped.
"By the way, you can't use the Six Forms! It will be exposed, damn it! He gritted his teeth.
Between the lightning and fire, the sword blow of the flying squirrel has fallen, and Zoren can only change his strategy to dodge, and the opponent slashes vertically and horizontally to tear the ground on his side.