From that day on, Off changed.
Since the greatest justice in the world is useless, he has to rely on himself to complete this revenge!
Auf collected the corpses of the village and took away the remaining belongings of the village.
With the help of a raft he made himself, he came to the town and used his remaining belongings to buy supplies.
Then a man, single-handedly, robbed a pirate ship.
Except for a few pirates who could keep the ship sailing, the remaining pirates were brutally killed.
The boxing technique that was carefully taught by the master, the boxing technique that had always only injured people but not killed them, finally started to kill people.
That day, blood flowed all over the deck.
In this way, he took the pirate ship, constantly attacked other pirates, wandered in the East China Sea, wandered in the South China Sea, and entered the Grand Route in the name of [Evil Fist].
Given this name, if the [Evil Sword] pirate group hadn't disappeared, they would have definitely noticed it.
But he didn't find it, never found it.
Staggering for twenty years.
That pirate group just seemed to have disappeared.
Eventually, Off was lost.
The passage of time made him forget his original intention.
He didn't know what he was going to do. What was his original intention of going to sea?
What is the purpose of wandering in this sea?
"Boss, there is an island ahead, and there seems to be a village!"
"Go up, burn it, rob it, everything will make us stronger!"
This kind of conversation has happened countless times on the sea.
Go on, just go on...
The former Off has long since disappeared, and the only one who survives is the 'Evil Fist' Off.
Twenty years, twenty years on, from the Grand Line to the New World.
Burn, kill, and plunder, all in order to make yourself stronger, stronger, and even stronger!
After achieving great fame, he had long forgotten everything.
The only thought is to be stronger!
…
"Chance!"
Seeing Auf in a daze, Donald, who found the opportunity, flashed behind him in an instant, and his domineering energy wrapped around the blade of the Jumonji Gun. With a twist of his finger, the spear spun in his hand, like a spiral, and stabbed hard. Ao Fu's body.
puff!
This time, it penetrated directly through his back, and the tip of the gun was exposed all the way to his chest.
Aof lowered his head, looked at the bloody spear tip exposed on his chest, turned around suddenly, and swung out his fist.
"Get away!!"
The air formed a slash-like shock wave under this horizontal swing, heading straight towards Donald.
boom!
Donald drew his gun directly and blocked it in front of him. The shock wave hit his spear and flew away with his body.
Aof covered his chest and coughed a few times. Blood flowed from between his fingers and from the corners of his mouth.
"It's so despicable. You even carry out a sneak attack. As expected of you, Cass." He looked at Cass and smiled.
"Justice is nothing despicable or despicable."
Cass closed his eyes, and the hole in the giant shield that was broken was healed at this time.
"My friend, sin cannot be forgiven..."
The white air swirled around, like a giant beast that could devour the surroundings. Like a wave, it pounced forward and swallowed Auf completely.
"Ten times." Cass's faint voice sounded.
At the same time, Wilbur activated his ability again, "Ten times!"
A large number of naval forces rushed over like white air like waves.
In the white air, Aofu's fingers floated, and he suddenly clenched his fist. He didn't even look at the numerous naval forces attacking him, and just punched the white shield in front of him.
Boom! !
The giant shield shook, but this time, he did not break it.
But Auf was not discouraged at all, and allowed the navy to dodge wildly, leaving injuries on his body with weapons of more than ten meters.
Boom! !
Another punch hit the giant shield.
Boom! !
Boom! ! !
His body was almost bloody, but Auf seemed not to notice, punching the giant shield one after another.
"My ability is very strong."
Auf said to the giant shield: "No matter what kind of power, it will be opened by me, even the power of will is no exception."
if...
If I had left with Cass. Whether he is standing here or not, he has a share.
Will there be another enemy, and I will be Cass's vanguard, overcoming obstacles for him, and dedicating justice together.
Just like the navy man with a spear.
He took a deep breath, stood firm, pulled his fist back hard, and punched away again.
This punch blew away all the white air around him.
Just like that justice took the initiative to accommodate itself, but itself...rejected it.
Bang! ! !
The giant shield was broken again, revealing Cass's tearful face and the flintlock gun aimed at the hole and his head.
"My friend..."
Aof stared at Cass's face and smiled: "You are still the same..."
boom!
The projectile was fired, bringing out an inexplicable force.
At that moment, Aofu wanted to dodge, but he looked at the navy around him who were desperately trying to cause harm to him. His legs and feet moved, but suddenly relaxed and stopped.
"If you encounter a pirate group called the 'Evil Swords', please help me kill him, regardless of justice, if you really treat me as a friend."
At the last moment, Aof spoke slowly to Cass.
puff!
The projectile hit the center of his eyebrows, passed through it, and brought up a cloud of blood mist.
"Have you given up resistance..."
Out of breath, Donald narrowed his eyes, looked at it for a while, and then shook his head.
It doesn't matter whether you give up resistance or not.
The navy and the pirates are always going to die.
The world is not a fairy tale, there is no happy ending.
No matter what the other party thinks, he is indeed defeated. Even if he resists, it is only a matter of time.
Cass inherited Lieutenant General Clow's justice, and it was impossible to let him go.
The white air dissipated, revealing Aof lying on the ground with an expressionless face.
"I will."
Cass put down the pistol and his eyes had stopped crying.
"My friend... I will defend your justice and move forward together with who you were!"
…
At night, heavy rain.
On the Golden Yang, Seng Guo was eating noodles made from Platycodon, stretched out his chopsticks and pointed them at Kuro beside him, and asked with a smile.
"Crow, when you were in the East China Sea, did you encounter any troublesome pirates?"
"What a troublesome pirate? When have I ever encountered a pirate?"
Kuro shook his head, lowered his head and sipped the noodle soup, "Don't come here, I didn't do anything in the East China Sea. If you think about it, I will sue you for slander. You are no longer a marshal."
"Eh?"
Lida on the side said suspiciously: "That's not right. When you chatted last time, didn't you say that you met someone when you were young...how do you say, old coward? You have stayed in the East China Sea for more than ten years and haven't left. It's very... Strong, beyond the limit of Donghai's tolerance, and then you solved it easily, what do you call it, evil sword?"
"Don't say bad words, Lida!"
Kuro glared at her, then looked at Sengoku's probing eyes, curled his lips and said, "I don't remember, and that kind of thing is not important."
Of course he would never forget this kind of thing.
The existence called the [Evil Sword Pirates] is an elite pirate group with a small number of people, but each one is a swordsman, and their average strength can make them famous even in the Grand Line.
But the human mind is, of course, unique.
The reason why they gave Kuro such a clear memory is because these people are a bunch of perverts.
He doesn't want to fight for his life on the Grand Line, he just wants to kill people at will in the East China Sea and treat the East China Sea as a slaughterhouse.
That was Clow's first serious battle since he joined the navy.
