Chapter 78: Faith

The cloak of justice stirred with the pressure of the explosion, and Sonoro's muscular body protruded muscles.

Under the violent explosive force, it turned into a white streamer and attacked the candle soldiers.

As a colonel of the Navy Branch, this is his famous trick - a powerful slash after fusing the Navy Six Styles!

At the same time, Mr3 boosted his mental power to the extreme, seeing and hearing the color domineering locked on Soyanoro's movement trajectory, and the armed color domineering of the strong class was attached to the candle soldier's greatsword.

At the moment when Solo came closer, he manipulated the candle soldier to swing the candle greatsword that had become pitch black from a top-down angle!

Rumble!!

The blades of the swords collided violently, and the shockwaves were vibrating.

The ground beneath the Candle Soldier's feet cracked, and the entire Candle Foot sank into the ground.

"Ahhh!!hh

Soarolo's face was bleeding, and he roared and roared, swinging his knife forward with all his might!

The huge Candle Soldier was immediately suppressed and retreated a little.

Click, click.

A few seconds later, the giant sword covered with the domineering color of the armed color was the first to be unable to support it, and burst out of the Dao crack.

This is not to say that Mr3's upgraded armed color domineering is weaker than Soyanoro's, and the power of air transmission has been weakened to a certain extent.

Moreover, the essence of the giant sword is a candle creation, not a special weapon, and it is naturally inferior to the saber created by a famous craftsman!

Bang!

In the end, the Candle Greatsword was broken through by the black saber and shattered into a cloud of wax chips.

Poof.

The saber drove straight in, slashing diagonally at the Candle Soldier's abdomen, almost cutting it off at the waist!

"It's not almost, it's not ...... at all."

Soarolo finally exhausted the last of his strength.

If it weren't for the fact that he was seriously wounded, he might have a good chance of cutting off the Candle Soldier.

But a duel is a duel, there are no ifs!

Soyanoro kept his grip on his saber.

Even he could clearly see the Candle Soldier raising the round shield in his other hand, clearly hear the piercing sound of the air breaking in his ears, and clearly feel the terrifying air currents slapping indiscriminately against his face.

But he still didn't have the slightest idea of abandoning the knife to dodge!

Bang!!

The heavy candle shield struck straight at Soaranoro's crumbling body like a giant's punch.

Compared with the previous bombardment, this time the giant shield with the domineering armament was more lethal, hammering Soyanoro to the point of spitting blood, and flying towards the crowd behind him with knives!

Perhaps in order not to hurt innocent people, Soyanolo desperately squeezed his physical potential, stomping on the ground with both feet and sliding hard, even if the flesh and blood of his feet were blurred!

In the end, under this insistence, he barely stood in place in front of the crowd and under the righteous plaque of the naval command post, stabilizing the trend of flying upside down.

"You had a chance to run away just now, why didn't you hide?"

Mr3 put away the ease on his face and slowly stood up from the candle seat.

The goggles reflected bright light, and it was difficult to see his expression at the moment.

But the gray-white candle gushing out of his right hand gave the answer invisibly!

"Huh."

Soyanoro raised his hand to wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and when he looked up, he saw that the candle on Mr3's right arm was constantly squirming and expanding like magma, full of oppression.

Even so, his bloodshot pupils still flashed with a determined brilliance.

"A guy who can't even hold a knife, what qualifications do you have to bear the name of justice?!" With a grin on his lips, Soyanolo answered Mr3's question.

He wasn't stupid enough to know that Mr3 wouldn't be as mutilated as Sogabe did.

Even with the name of the Bucky Pirates the Clown, the Three-Pillar Roundabout may be more stable and peaceful than before.

This can be concluded from what happened last night:

Compared with a half-navy like him, the powerful Bucky Pirates can have a better deterrent effect on those pirates who don't have long eyes!

It sounds ridiculous and ridiculous that pirates can protect towns better than navies, but in this pirate world, it's not an exaggeration at all!

Admittedly, Solo can choose to run away in disgrace and let Mr3 occupy the three-pillar roundabout, and there is no need to challenge himself at all.

But this run, in the eyes of the residents, is not just "the colonel abandoned them", but "justice abandoned them"!

Therefore, he gambled with his life.

Not to protect the townspeople, but to protect the "justice" that they represent behind themselves!

"Backbone." The corners of Mr3's mouth curled into an appreciative smile.

When he came to Soaroro, he turned his head slightly and lit the giant fist of candles on his right arm without special explosives.

Gollum!

The giant fist of the candle suddenly burst into flames, and the wax dripped, making a sizzling sound of fire.

"Boy, report your name!"

A fearless and arrogant smile appeared on Soaro's face, and he took the initiative to stretch out his arms towards Mr3: "Soaranoro! ”

"I'll remember you."

Mr3 raised the giant fist of the candle that had accumulated energy to the limit and swung it decisively.

"Candle ...... Big Spitfire!! ”

Rumble!!

The scorching hot fist of the candle poured down on Soaronoro's slightly thin body without reservation.

The furious energy suddenly exploded, turning into scattered candle droplets!

"If you are weak, you can't even defend an island, so don't always talk about the so-called justice, this world is far more chaotic and complicated than what you see."

"Live well, become stronger, and then come back to my hands and take everything back here!"

With one instant kill, Mr3 withdrew his fist and let the panicked sailors carry the unconscious Soarolo away.

After they ran more than ten meters away, he slowly opened his mouth to stop them.

"Go back and tell your sir, Klockdahl has joined the Bucky Pirates the Clown, and if you want to take this island back, then be prepared for our crazy revenge!"

"Yes, got it!"

The cold and deeply terrifying words directly frightened the sailors into a fart, and they didn't dare to stay in the slightest.

"So, ...... next"

Mr3 withdrew his gaze and turned sideways to look at the residents not far away.

The residents were suddenly so frightened that their faces turned pale, their legs trembled uncontrollably, and they didn't even have the courage to turn around and run away!

"Saw it all, right? The navy simply doesn't have the strength to protect you, and you can only be obedient in the face of pirates, but our clown Bucky Pirates can! ”

"From now on, I want each of you to give me a dead memory of the Bucky Pirates the Clown, the name that brought you absolute peace!"

"Because, in the near future, it will become one of the most powerful forces in this sea, the supreme emperor of the sea!!"

Hearing this, the young and vigorous young people felt humiliated, and their faces were full of loss and despair after becoming a pirate territory.

However, the older generation with vicious eyes saw through Mr3's true intentions, and they fell to the ground one after another, expressing their highest gratitude.

"Yes, yes, yes! Uncle is so handsome! ”

The little girl Lufei's painting style is completely different from that of the people around her, standing there with her eyes shining, forming an inexplicable harmonious symmetry with Ayasha in the distance.

Mr3 beckoned to the little one, then turned around and returned to the candle seat.

"Hey, is it really okay to let an enemy who is destined to become powerful grow?" Lockdahl, biting a cigar, asked in a deep voice.

From the duel just now, he saw the incomparably strong physique and will of that admiral.

"After we dominate the world, we have to have some pastime to pass the time, right?" Mr3 replied with a smile.

"Boring bad taste."

Lao Sha, who has always been ruthless, is very disdainful of this.

"So you really want to give this island pirate flag?"

Hancock slowly stood up, stretching his arms outstretched.

The gift of the Pirate Banner is not trivial, not only for the declaration of territory, but also for the determination and action they must take to combat any violators.

It's about the dignity and credibility of the entire Pirate Band!

"Of course." Mr3 nodded affirmatively.

At first, it was really just a whim, but after the duel with Colonel Soarono, he was completely convinced.

Pure faith is something that most strong people must have, especially in turbulent times, if the Bucky Pirates can become the faith of countless people, then there will be strong people who continue to grow to join them, and they will endure for a long time!

"Understood."

Seeing the firmness in Mr3's eyes, Hancock said no more.

……

Dozens of minutes later, on the tallest building on the Three-Pillar Roundabout, the flag of the Bucky Pirates the Clown slowly rose and fluttered wantonly in the wind.

At this point, the Three-Pillar Roundabout has officially become the territory of the Bucky Pirates the Clown!

Mr3 and his entourage had already left by boat and headed for the headquarters in Kale Bali.

There were no major surprises during the voyage.

Although there are occasional pirates who don't have long eyes and want to pull over the pirate ship to rob, the moment they see Lao Sha and Hancock, they are so frightened that they don't dare to get close.

Just when Mr3 thought that the boring voyage would end there.

Just a few nautical miles off Kale Bali's territorial waters, their ships have encountered a behemoth: a heavily armed naval warship!

And the person standing proudly on the deck of the warship was even more unexpected by everyone, including Mr3.

Because, that man, is ......

The world's No. 1 swordsman, Hawkeye Mihawk!