The scorching wind blew gently, and the sand and dust in the air flew farther away. This is because the battle between the two has turned into a worm island, which hangs quietly there at this time, looking desolate. The trees, flowers, insects, birds, and beasts on the island have long since disappeared after they collided.

Even the land on the island has been turned over several layers. "Bang!" Fall to the ground and rest. His heart net, at this time, clearly saw the golden lion, trapped in the full moon, unable to move, the whole person was in it because of the thin air, and gradually began to suffocate, and the state was very bad. "Whew!" Exhaling a cloudy breath, Daun's health quickly recovered.

After about half an hour, the Golden Lion seemed to realize that his condition was getting worse, his body was getting weaker and weaker, and his breathing was getting harder and harder. What made him even more uncomfortable was that his body couldn't move, and he could only watch his physical state slowly weaken.

"Hey!" He shouted, finally opening his mouth. But when the news came out, it made him very embarrassed, and he found that in this confined space, the sound could not be transmitted at all. Yannahat could hear it, but was unresponsive for a while, waiting for his condition to improve before talking to him.

A minute had passed, and in the blink of an eye, about an hour had passed since the golden lion was imprisoned. This short period of time has made the originally fragile body of this big Yan Yang film even more unbearable. Every time he breathed, he had to wait a long time to prevent himself from running out of oxygen so quickly in this small space. "Damn, that boy really wants to kill me?"

His mind was a little confused, and the golden lion's heart sank. He was impressed by the corkscrew mask and the calling, callous look in his eyes. But in the next second, a voice suddenly entered his ears. "You passed the test," Mongoland said, with a look in his eyes. "Can you hear me?" Answer in the air. "Yes!" Let me out, Payne," the Golden Lion said. But instead of doing as he said, he asked.

"Now I ask you, would you like to join my organization" The overlapping metallic voice, solemn, made the golden lion's heart awe. "I don't know the name or purpose of your organization," Dunn said quickly. The cold metallic sound of "Answer the question" is clearly visible. The golden lion was a little surprised, the other party was so decisive, simply, did not allow him to have any suspicions, and the means were very powerful.

"I opt-in!" The Golden Lion was silent for a moment before answering in a quiet voice. He could imagine that if he rejected him, he would suffer a fatal blow. His legs were sacrificed, and with such sacrifices, he certainly didn't want to die like this. "Bang!" In the next second, his reaction, the shackled body, the buzzing shackles, the solidified huge sphere, scattered into the sky and floated in all directions. The golden lion jumped out and landed on the ground. His body was so weak that he couldn't move for a moment.

"My organization is called the Pioneers!" A few feet away, Yan walked over, his voice quieter. "Pioneers"? Where are we headed?" The Golden Lion remembers these three words in his heart and breathes fresh air. "Target?"

eyes staring at the golden lion. He had absolutely no idea what he was going to do, but he quickly came up with something to say. The words "We are the pioneers of our time, and we are always one step ahead of others", like the apocalypse, reached the ears of the Golden Lion and made this great flame thief look strange. Pioneer of the times? See what the hell is in this world? What does that mean? What does that mean? So, what exactly does this organization do? But don't want to talk to him anymore. Instead, she threw a bathrobe at him.

"From now on, give yourself a code name, and then, catch the golden lion, and this person will disappear from this world forever!" The golden lion picked up the robe and looked at it, and found that it was the same black robe, with a red tortoiseshell pattern and a mask on it. However, his mask is different from the other and is a creepy smiley face toy, which doesn't look comfortable, but rather a little creepy. "Golden lion baby, disappear from now on?" Muttering out this sentence, the golden lion's face was a little regretful. "I have work to do," Dawn said, squinting. "I'll let you finish it, and then you'll have a job to do"

"Work?!" Golden Lion asked. "You want to be at the forefront of the world, a pioneer, and you think you can sit there and wait, or become a flame thief?" Sneered.

I have to say that at this moment the golden lion in the curiosity of the heart, the language of the mysterious man, the identity of the flame thief seems to be very contemptuous, but the identity of their predecessors, but very proud. What a task "I'll call you after the end, but!" Dawn paused, her eyes twinkling at the thought of some information she had seen in O'Hara's omniscient tree. If we do it right, our life expectancy will increase dramatically, and even the legs you lose will be even better! The Golden Lion was taken aback and looked at Dawn in disbelief. "Are you telling the truth?"

"You don't believe me?" Yan asked. "We are the pioneers of our time, we know a lot of secrets, know better than anyone the course of the world, and the secrets it hides" "Compared to us, skip the Golden Lion, what is your identity as a great flame thief!" This contempt is palpable, and it is not even deliberately concealed.

The shock of the golden lion in his heart, the broken leg can be repaired, and even the life can be prolonged. These two people, no matter which one they are, are incredible, and their hearts are full of anticipation! As he grew older, he became acutely aware that his strength was rapidly declining and that the loss of his legs had taken its toll. The irreparable damage has weakened his combat effectiveness by %. The guy who called it, he said it would bring him back to life. Unbelievable. Is it true?

"Can I get my leg back?" He looked up, his eyes fixed on the other with a sense of anxiety and longing for something he had been familiar with as a child. "Skeeter, in the world of Devil's Fruit, miracles happen!" The reality is even stranger than you think" The overlapping metallic texture is cold, but it makes the eyes of the golden lion brighter.

"Hahahaha! Although I don't know if you are cheating on me, but suddenly, he laughed out loud, and a pause after a sentence was a solution. "Payne, you've made me interested in this so-called vanguard," Yan said, standing. "How do I contact you?" Golden Lion asked. "Phone device, life card, it's not a problem to find me," he said. After a moment, he hesitated and threw a flame weapon at the golden lion.

"It looks like it's Yan Jun style" The Golden Lion took it and looked at it with a strange smile. "Contact me when we're done, we don't have time to waste," Dorn said dryly. "Compared to your previous injuries, this time it's not a big deal, so you'll have to deal with it yourself!" The golden lion blinked, and then he saw Payne stomping his feet and rushing into the air, and then in an instant, rushing towards Da Yan, a dozen of them were still breathing, and only one black spot remained. Looking at the other party's disappearing voice, his smiling face became flat.

"Pioneers"? Hey, hey" The golden lion laughed, sitting cross-legged on the desert island, and then the power spread and the whole island was covered. “!” The ability to float the fruit quickly took control of the flower-like island and then its ascent. Half an hour later, it was already above the flame surface, where it was difficult to see it. The Golden Lion had his own business to attend to, and his men, his old friends, were still here before they were sent into the city.

"I'm out!" I don't think anyone thinks I'm still here, haha!" The eyes flickered, and the heart of the golden lion seemed to be thinking about something. Roger's defeat in the city race was a terrible blow to his heart. Add to that the loss of his legs, his encounter with the pioneers, and a big battle that makes him feel refreshed. He took another closer look at the flame weapon in his hand, and the golden lion put the flame weapon in his arms and carefully hid it. "Maybe this kid isn't trying to lie to me, but he is!"

"Extend my life and restore my legs," the golden lion whispered, slowly closing his eyes. The island drifted quickly in the direction of the New World, and the Golden Lion lifted it high, and it traversed the terracotta with ease, saving incalculable time compared to traveling by boat on the old route. For a giant squid like him, spatial distance has no limiting effect. Three days later, the Golden Lion overlooked and controlled the fall of the island. His eyes sparkled, his heart trembled, and he looked at the ships below. Then he jumped off the island.

Half a quarter of an hour later, on Whitebeard's flagship, the Golden Lion stood in the stern.

"Xinmen, I'm out!" He stood there with his new legs stuck in the middle of the boat. "Oh it's you!" I heard that your fleet has been disbanded, and you were sent to the town of Pusher by the Yan Army, but I didn't expect you to survive" "What a surprise!" Whitebeard glanced at the golden lion, his expression motionless, but he still poured the wine into his mouth.

"Now that there is no Roger, there will be no obstacles on the Yanshang, and you will have an era of white beards," the Golden Lion said with a smile as he stepped off the boat. "Losing a pair of feet gives you a clear idea of your own abilities?"? Skitt!" Whitebeard lowered his head and sneered. "Alright, Newdoor! In an ever-changing world, none of us can accurately predict the future, let alone know what will happen to us," said Golden Lion.

As he said this, a spiral-shaped figure appeared in front of him. "We are the pioneers of our time, and we know the truth of the world better than anyone else!" These words echoed in his ears, making the golden lion's heart tremble. "Aren't you going to take over the world? You're just one step away from Roger's position, Whitebeard swallows again, and then he says, "Is that what you're here to talk about?"

"Any empty talk will sink you to the bottom of the flames and make your time come to an end, Golden Lion!" With a wave of his hand, Mark and the others understood what he meant, and moved the altar aside and placed it among them. The Golden Lion smiled and said, My time is over. From today, I will retire and never be in this world again!" Whitebeard stared at the golden lion for a moment, then nodded.

"Got it!" Next, the two toast to each other, and he secretly suspects that his old rival has his own plans and is not really going to retire, as it is said now.

This drink has been drunk for a long time, and the two of them will fight outside at any time, except for starting to be rude, and there will be no arguments. As the sun set, the golden lion roared and stood up with a smell of alcohol. "Hahaha, Xinmen, it's yours this time!" If fate, we will meet again!" His corpse floated and disappeared in front of the Whitebeard Thief in an instant. Marco and the others looked into the distance and saw Whitebeard.

"Daddy, he?" Everyone had an exit, he lost his legs, he lost his place in the ranks"

"The younger generation is better than him now, Skeeter, he knows himself well!" Whitebeard said slowly. The tone was very emotional, mixed with a hint of regret. After Roger left, the world he thought he would be with was now a cold, lonely place for him.

The Golden Lion, who left the Whitebeard Bandits, did not return to a desert island, but came to an island before sunset. "Roar!" On the island, one beast after another howled, shockingly. "The beast of this island, its attack power, its rage, extraordinary" "If it can be controlled, it is not weak" Standing on the island, the golden lion looked at it with a hint of madness and excitement. It was a small island he had found on the road, and he had a plan in mind. "My people will be called together, too!" Whoever betrays me will surely die!" There was a cold and murderous tone in his voice. With a roar, the entire island was held up by the golden lion, and the huge island roared towards the sky with the sound of the wind. "Farewell, Golden Lion!" The golden lion stood in the wind, looking at the deeper and deeper of the flames, muttering to himself.

The first half of the Great Aqueduct, the City of the Seven Rivers, the port. A Yan warship slowly approached the Yan Shore.

On the deck, there were several people talking. "The general is wounded!" I think it was when I was looking for the Golden Lion. How powerful is the Flame Thief?" I heard that he cut off his leg, but he could hurt the general" Suddenly, a figure strode over, saw several people talking, and shouted loudly. "Stand still, who told you to make small talk?" Very angry. Two days ago, Dawn came back with bruises, but not sick at all, only a minor injury, and I haven't been in the bedroom for two days. And this, let this group of recruits on the ship talk more right away. After taking a sip, immediately the people's faces turned blue and they immediately stood up straight.

"A thousand push-ups, now!" One of the men in Dorrens used to kick his ass, snort, and walk away. The recruits grimaced, but did not dare to resist, doing push-ups on the spot. Soon after, he came out of the bedroom in uniform. He knows what's going on out there, but he hasn't had time to deal with it in the last few days and he's learned a lot how to play against the Golden Lions. It can be said that his current abilities come from natural systems such as the Thunder Fruit, such as the series of electromagnetic guns, gravity, repulsion, etc., all depend on the existence of the field.

Only in the realm of thunder and lightning can all these abilities unfold. Within two days, he rearranged the harvest and expanded the harvest so that the field, which had only been able to expand by one kilometer, became more powerful and was now able to expand by one thousand and five hundred meters. He even had a new, bold idea. But the idea is too bizarre, too surreal, to think it's impossible. The ship docked in the capital of the Seven Seas, waiting for him to deliver supplies.

The purpose of this trip, known only to Yan, was the island of Illingtrick, which he had also personally selected and intended to build this secret base. But a deserted island, full of wildlife and surrounded by thunder and lightning, was clearly not his ambition. Hence the need for early development and exploration. "How long does it take to resupply?" Dawn asked as he stepped onto the deck. When the recruit next to him saw him, he looked serious and quickly replied, "About three hours!" Three hours?" Raising his eyebrows, he thought for a moment. ”

Then get your brothers off the boat and wander around the island and buy what they like" "This trip is both your training and your relaxation!" The newcomers were surprised at first, then excited, and they all jumped. Daun smiled too, walked over to the men talking about him at the bow of the boat, bent down and patted them on the shoulder, and asked them to do push-ups. "Get up and relax with them!" A few of the soldiers blushed and buried their heads in shame.

"General, I, we!" The soldier stood up with his head bowed, embarrassed. "Come on, you care about me too." Let it go" laughed. "Go, I'll talk to Torrance," they breathed a sigh of relief, apologized gratefully to Yan, and almost rushed off the boat. "These kids are so good, they can't escape!" Dorrance was furious as he walked over. He was very respectful and didn't let anyone speak ill of him. "The strength is increasing day by day, the faith is increasing day by day, and the number of new people is increasing day by day" "Time is running out. "Don't worry," Dunn said with a smile.

When he saw the army rolling down the ship with a smile on their faces, he had a small new plan in his head. After a while, he turned his head, and that was another matter. How do I report this mission to the enemy? The hunt for the Golden Lion has failed! He couldn't exist, and the Golden Lion, having lost both legs and just coming out of the city, couldn't compete with him. The more worried you are, the more likely it is to happen. "Sengoku (movie) general, how are you doing?" When connected, the voice is spoken. "Dawn, it's been almost seven days since the Golden Lion fled the city. Have you seen him?" Sengoku (movie) whispered.

"This?" It's embarrassing. He couldn't just tell them that he had let the old lion go. "Our people have sent information that the Golden Lion went to look for Whitebeard not long ago, and he has fled!" Sengoku (movie) will soon come again. "In his current condition, I'm afraid you haven't seen him yet"

"You don't have to blame yourself for this mission. This old man has been living all over the world for many years, he can squeeze into the city and run away. It's normal that you can't catch him" was a bit disappointing. This is not a reproach, it is a consolation? General Yan comforted himself with the failure of his mission, and he felt amused and relieved. "I searched for a long time, but I couldn't find any trace of the golden lion. As a result, he went to the New World and sighed, speaking in a tone of helplessness.

After O'Hara, he began to see himself more and more as an actor. "You don't have to worry about him anymore." I will order Shinsekai to keep a close watch on him," Sengoku added. Then, after another small talk, Yanqi hung up the phone and left quietly.

"This matter is over!" The corners of his mouth curved in an arc, and Dawn looked at the capital of seven waters. "What's going on over there?" After a while, he looked curiously at a corner of the island and asked Torrance. "Well, I don't know, but it looks like a boatman is building something that, when he hears the news, shocks the world," said Dorrens, his face also blurred. But Dawn knew he was going to build a train.

"Let's go check it out!" A flurry of information flashed across his face. Dorrens had a confused look on his face, not understanding why Dawn was interested in these things. After disembarking from the battleship, all the people immediately noticed the strange atmosphere on the island. "Someone's watching here," Dorrance whispered. Nodding. "Mind your own business," he said, and Cyrus, and Pedro, the prince of the Brazilian Empire, followed him and ran toward the construction site.