Zoro pinned the dragon against the wall with the Blade of the Wind, reminding him of the time when he fished in Frostmoon Village.

After returning from rebirth, Sauron exercised more diligently and efficiently, but with it came double fatigue and physical exertion.

Since he didn't want to interrupt his training because he was hungry and ran back to the dojo to eat, Zoro would often go to the beach to fish, and there were relatively few animals in the mountains around Frostmoon Village, and most of them were small animals, so he could only go fishing.

Swinging a sword in the sea is one of his training programs, and it can be said that fishing can be practiced at the same time, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Well, that's a long way off.

Looking back at this moment, Zoro raised his head and looked at the evil dragon, he had something to say, but after thinking about it, he didn't know himself now, and these words should not be said by himself, so after he found that the dragon's blood was spitting less and less, he pulled out the Wind Blade.

"I can't see it, you still have the ability to suck blood." Checking the Wind Blade, Zoro looked at the smooth and beautiful sword body, and said sincerely, "It is worthy of being a demon sword." ”

The Wind Blade was open-minded, without concealing it at all, and said with a little pride: "Hey, when you come out to mix, you have to have some ability to eat." ”

The dragon slid down the cracked wall and sat limply on the ground, barely looking up at Sauron, who was talking to himself.

"Ahem, this sword is very powerful."

Having just been pierced through the chest by the Wind Blade, the dragon could clearly sense that this strange but beautiful sword was draining his own blood, and he faintly felt that his body had lost something inexplicable, which made him wilt directly when he could have fought again.

Hearing the dragon's words, Zoro nodded in agreement: "Indeed, it's quite powerful. ”

Zoro looked at the dragon condescendingly, his pierced chest was no longer bleeding at this time, but the strange thing was that the flesh around the wound was shrunken and shriveled, and his originally strong muscles were now much smaller than before.

"Your blood-sucking ability is terrifying." Zoro was a little glad that he didn't take it lightly when he fought against Yasuo, the ghost sword, otherwise it would be possible to cause permanent damage if he was stabbed.

But in the face of Zoro's worries, the Wind Blade was unimpressed: "What is this bit of blood I sucked, the little blue pool of the blood-drinking sword is terrifying when it sucks blood, you have to cut a few knives to drain your blood in minutes." ”

Isn't it blood sucking but blood drawing?

Zoro pressed the Wind Blade against the dragon's neck and asked, "Do you want to suck it up?" ”

Dragon: ?!!!

"There's no need, although the taste of this fishman's blood is okay, but it's tired of drinking too much." Blade of the Wind commented like a gourmet.

Zoro sounded a little wrong: "You still have a sense of taste?" ”

"What, no?"

Shaking his head, Zoro decided not to discuss this topic anymore, it was already a miracle that the Wind Blade could speak, so it was quite normal to have a little sense of touch, smell and taste, and it was quite normal to think about it.

"In that case, then you don't have a role to play." After grinding for a while, Zoro felt that it was time to give the dragon a good time and let him put an end to his sinful fish.

"Have you figured out what to say at the end?"

……

Staring, the dragon looked at Sauron with a flat face unwillingly, he really couldn't figure out what kind of person this man was.

Obviously, he stabbed someone through one second, but the next second he could talk to himself with a sword, and then the next second he asked him if he had any last words, which was unreasonable.

"You, I'm ......" Death is inevitably a little suffocating, originally the evil dragon has always thought that he is not afraid of death, in fact, he is indeed not afraid of death, but now this kind of death is obviously not the kind he wants.

He is the king of the Evil Dragon Empire, and in his fantasy that he may die at sea or die in the war with humans, but he never imagined that he would die in his "palace" very ordinarily, like a lamb to the slaughter, he can only sit and wait for death.

The dragon regretted a little, regretting why he was tricked by Colonel Rat to provoke Zoro, he thought it was just a lucky boy who caught Chloe, but he didn't expect him to be a super boy.

"If I die, can I spare my compatriots?" Vomiting blood and coughing, the dragon uttered his last request.

Although the dragon is disgusted with humans in every way, he truly cares for his fellow citizens.

He is a racist through and through, he can hate every human being for no reason, but he does not hate his fellow human beings for no reason, as long as they are not enemies of him.

The dragon's request made it a little difficult for Zoro to deal with, so he chose to ignore it: "The opportunity to give you your last words is not for you to use to make conditions. ”

"Then I don't have much more to say." Seeing that Sauron's attitude was so bad, the evil dragon suddenly lost his temper, stiffened his neck and puffed out his chest, raised his head and shouted at Sauron, "Do it." ”

"Whew!"

Without a moment's hesitation, the blade of the wind resting on the dragon's neck stepped forward, the sharp blade piercing through the hard blue skin and muscles, then severing the dragon's throat, arteries, and cervical vertebrae, and finally half of the tip of the sword emerged from the back of his neck.

Only half of the thick neck was still flesh and bone, and the rest had been split in half by the Windblade, and because the Windblade refused to eat, blood flowed from the ruptured arteries, slowly dripping down the cracked walls along the tip of the Windblade.

"Ahem...... "Ahem" stretched out his bruised hands to grab the Wind Blade, and the dragon stared at Zoro with bloodshot eyes, and his voice was seriously transposed: "Boy, you killed...... Whoa, so many fish-people, in the future, in the sea...... Better be careful, ahem, fish-men's revenge...... It's you can't handle it, cough ......."

"Really?" In the face of the dragon's warning, Zoro still had the same expression: "It's a pity that you can't see it." ”

At the urging of the Wind Blade, Zoro pulled it out of the dragon's body, staring indifferently at the dying dragon.

His lips were slightly open, and the dragon was silently speaking, but he had lost the ability to speak, and each time he spoke, the blood flowed faster.

His eyes lost their lustre, and when the dragon was killed by humans, there was a rare lack of hatred and hatred in his eyes, and Sauron didn't know what the dragon said when he was dying, after all, he couldn't lip talk.

But one thing is certain, and that is that the dragon's rule has come to an end, and the village of Kekoyasi and the other twenty or so villages have finally been liberated.

Looking back at the intact but already ownerless Dragon Park, a sense of satisfaction slowly rose in Zoro's heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw several dark shadows in the pool, and Zoro didn't reveal the identity of the other party, but walked slowly to Hachi's side and threw him into the group of black shadows:

"Take him away, and don't let me see you again."

He can be decisive or emotional.

They cut down the fish-men who did evil without any delay because they wanted to pay for the sins they had committed. Let Hachi and the fish-man lurking underwater, just because he and Hachi used to have a relationship.

"I'll see you later, I may not be able to say hello."

Looking at the few dark shadows that were gradually fading away, Zoro sighed in his heart.