Kazan was sitting on the bow of the Graca Pirates' ship. Next to him squatted a group of former Graca Pirates crew members who wore horn headdresses. They leisurely ate the fruits presented by these guys, and then looked at the other side who had not followed Graca.
Fon Clay, the vice-captain of the Ka Pirates, decided the winner.
Although the vice-captain was on the verge of a mental breakdown due to Kazan and his combat effectiveness had declined, Kazan was pleasantly surprised that Funkley could fight him to such an extent.
Strength is all forced out.
He wants to force Feng Clay to become stronger.
"Hu~hu~"
Feng Clay's eyes on the field were slightly distracted, and his arms were slightly drooped. It was already difficult to maintain the posture of the shemale boxing technique. Now he relied entirely on perseverance to support his body.
The situation of the vice-captain on the other side was not much better. He had been fighting Feng Clay for so long under the mental pressure of the entire army being wiped out, and he could no longer bear it anymore.
"Ahhh!"
After all, the vice-captain couldn't bear the pressure and collapsed. He screamed like crazy and rushed towards Feng Clay, waving his fists continuously, making a messy sound of breaking through the air.
"Shemale Boxing Technique·Mystery·Dance of the White Swan!"
I saw Feng Clay stretching out a leg that had begun to grow hair, raising it to the side of his head in a straight line, and then waving his arms and turning around.
He danced.
He easily dodged the rushing vice-captain and quietly appeared behind him with a roundhouse kick!
He directly kicked the deputy captain into the air, and finally fell unconscious on the boat like a kite with a broken string.
Feng Clay also fell directly to the ground, panting and looking at the sky in a daze.
The strong smell of blood in the air made him uncomfortable, but now was not the time to worry about that kind of thing.
"Congratulations! Xiao Feng! You are now a powerful person who can kill thousands of big pirates."
"Huh...huh... After all, if you want to become the strongest sailor in the world, wouldn't it be ridiculous if you can't even defeat this kind of thing?"
Kazan looked at Feng Clay, who was lying on the ground panting, and smiled happily.
I'm really lucky to have such a crew.
He had always been envious of Luffy for finding a partner he could completely trust.
But now it seems that there is no need to be envious, he will also find a group of companions like this!
"Hey! Go sail to wherever there is an island. If you can't reach the next island within seven days, just go to hell."
"yes!!!"
...
"Members of the Graca Pirates, surrender, you have been surrounded."
As soon as Kazan landed on the shore, he found that hundreds of naval vessels were already surrounding him below.
"Eh?!"
"A little child."
"That's no ordinary kid."
"No way, right? Did the 'Red Dog' kill the 'Tauren'?"
...
Soon a body was thrown from the ship and landed in front of the leading navy.
The deputy director of the navy branch narrowed his pupils, swallowed, glanced at the 'red dog' that had landed, raised his hand, and all the navy immediately put down their guns.
"Xiao Feng, you can follow this naval gentleman to get the bounty. I'll go see if there is anything interesting on this island."
"You let slaves do all this dirty work, and then you go and have fun. You still want to be the big brother."
"Stop talking nonsense! You act like a sissy."
"snort!"
...
Kazan glanced at the crew-cut kid leaving over there, then picked up the black knife and walked towards the town.
There are many people coming and going in the town, and there are many.
It seems to be a relatively prosperous town, which is correct. After all, judging from the speed of the navy's dispatch just now, the navy branch here does not look like a bunch of losers.
Kazan has two things to do next.
First, buy a cape or larger clothes, and wear a pair of sunglasses to cover your ghost hands and red eyes. These two are really attracting attention, although Kazan doesn't care about what others think of him.
What does it look like, but I don’t want to be so high-profile, so as not to cause trouble for myself in an emergency.
Second, make a special scabbard for the black sword, otherwise it would be really uncomfortable to hold it like this.
Buying clothes and sunglasses was very simple. Kazan walked out of the commercial street within half an hour.
After he came out, he had a large black cloak on him. Kazan wrapped it around him and felt a little uncomfortable. He was not used to wearing cloaks. Even a piece of armor would be more comfortable than this.
He originally fell in love with a black sweatshirt with long sleeves, but the sleeves of that sweatshirt were too narrow, and he was wearing a restrainer on his left arm, so he couldn't wear it, so he had no choice but to give up.
"It seems that there is only one way to wear normal clothes in the future. Conquer Kazan and awaken as the Hell-Blooded Demon God. Only then can you have the capital to take down the limiter."
Kazan walked in the alley leading to a weapons store and adjusted the large sunglasses on his head.
Kazan heard from the owner of the clothing store just now that there is a weapons store with a long history here, which is very good and should be able to fulfill his request.
Kazan believed it.
Because the owner of the clothing store acted very calmly after seeing Kazan's red eyes and ghost hands, and sold him clothes like a normal person.
Even guys like Robin who have read so many books and Vice Admirals like Savullo at the Navy Headquarters would be surprised when they see Kazan's ghostly hand, but the boss is so calm and relaxed.
Definitely not an ordinary person!
The weapons store that can be recommended by the other party is definitely not an ordinary weapons store!
So...he came.
After turning left and right for a while, Kazan finally saw his destination.
A small shabby shop with a Sunny Day doll hanging at the door.
"Sure enough, it looks very unusual at first glance. It seems that we have found the right place."
Generally, in the deep alleys of some inconspicuous small towns, there will be some very mysterious and legendary small shops.
There are very powerful people hiding inside, and that's obviously the situation here.
"Welcome... welcome~~ to you."
As soon as Kazan entered the door, he carefully looked at the old woman at the counter who was trembling when she spoke.
The old lady was so embarrassed that she ejaculated.
Kazan was stunned.
"...I...I'll make a scabbard."
Kazan is no longer confident in speaking at this time...
He suspected that he had been deceived.
The old woman hobbled over step by step on crutches and took a careful look at Kazan's black knife, the Dark Moon.
[A glimmer of light flashed in the turbid old eyes, and the mysterious old woman nodded.]
Kazan hoped that this was the case, but the reality was that after looking at the knife, the old woman walked to a broken wooden barrel, pulled out a broken wooden scabbard stained with dust, and threw it in front of Kazan.
"Send...Send to you."
Kazan picked up the scabbard from the ground with trembling hands.
It's true!
It was really an ordinary wooden scabbard, with a few cracks, and it looked like it was not long gone.
but...
Kazan inserted the black knife into the scabbard, and it took the shape of a black knife.
Forget it, let's make do with it for now. It's hard to find a scabbard that matches the length of a black sword.
"Um...thank you very much for your gift."
Kazan bowed. Although it was a broken wooden scabbard, it was a gift from the other party. No matter what, he had to thank him. This was the basic etiquette passed down to him by the spirit in his soul.