MTL - Pirates: I Resurrected Roger-Chapter 9

The navy here has all been wiped out!

Several figures stood in the ruins.

One of the figures was unusually tall, wearing a black cloak with a skeleton branded on the back of the cloak.

He wears a helmet with broken horns, and his gray-green beard grows thickly.

"the last one······"

A bullet the size of a fingernail was gently thrown in the man's hand, and a cold and cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he ejected the bullet in his hand.

A very strange scene appeared!

That bullet, shot at a speed that was too fast to catch, was continuously magnified dozens of times in mid-air!

"Momo 100 times the gun!"

But in an instant, that bullet soared to the size of a cannonball, completely blowing a military fort in the distance to smithereens.

One after another tragic mourning came from the center of the explosion, and soon disappeared.

"Brother, the latest information is out."

A dwarf with a hanging bottle stepped out from behind him and handed over a document.

The man took it with a sneer, but his pupils tightened suddenly.

After an eerie silence.

"Thief hahaha!"

"Roger! I knew you wouldn't die so easily!"

"I'm waiting for you in the new world!"

The man's wild laughter resounded through the sky.

Boom!

There was another earth-shattering explosion, and in the endless flames, the figure of the man looked particularly terrifying.

Wherever it goes, it's all ashes.

･･･

･･･

the other side.

somewhere in the new world.

"Captain Roger...you're still alive."

"My chance has come..."

"This time, I will definitely defeat you and become the strongest in the world!"

In the darkness, a majestic figure dressed in military uniform and full of murderous aura slowly emerged.

At the moment when the voice fell, I saw that the earth under the foot of the figure seemed to come alive all of a sudden, showing an extreme black, like a demon that chose people to devour.

Descendants of the devil, the most powerful.

･･･

･･･

An island somewhere in the New World.

Under the dark night.

A **** figure hung upside down on an ancient tree.

White hair, holding a slender bat-handled umbrella.

On the trunk of the old tree, there are corpses that seem to have been drained of blood on display, like a creepy picture.

"Roger... At such a time, you will be resurrected and appear in Rogue Town again..."

A hoarse and sharp voice came from the **** figure, like a night owl hunting in the middle of the night.

"The place of beginning and end..."

"This time, what will happen to you on this sea?"

"Whitebeard is dead."

"This time, on the world stage, we are the only old guys left..."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

The blood boils, the loneliness is red.

･･･

･･･

The world is gradually rioting.

Those dark shadows hidden in the shadows of the sea are just about to move.

･････

013 Chapter Koushiro: I'm not, don't talk nonsense!

Frost Moon Village.

Sparsely populated, the weather is harmonious.

In front of the door of Yixin Dojo, there were bursts of training sounds inside.

Roger, who was following behind Liu Feng, suddenly stopped, his expression flashed with a dignified expression.

He said solemnly:

"I didn't expect that a small place like the East China Sea would hide such a level of powerhouse, such a strong warrior atmosphere."

"It really is the inheritance of that place..."

A smile slowly emerged from the corner of Liu Feng's mouth, and said softly:

"The whole world foolishly thinks that the East China Sea is the weakest, but how many good guys have come out of the East China Sea?"

He didn't wake up to the domineering, but he actually didn't perceive the aura in this Dojo, but he believed in Roger's reaction.

This is a perverted guy who is domineering enough to hear the voice of all things.

But this is the case, Liu Feng also faintly aware of the difficulty of this dojo.

That is the keen sense of sword qi innate as a great swordsman.

He could faintly perceive that there was an aura of a kendo master who was not inferior to his own in this Dojo.

However, unlike himself, this breath was hidden deeper and suppressed to the extreme.

"Samurai?"

Liu Feng secretly said in his heart.

Immediately he smiled.

Take a sudden step!

He has no sword.

The ordinary iron sword that was carried with him before has been smashed in the battle with the navy.

Merely Fantie simply could not withstand Liu Fengzhen's powerful sword slash in the realm of a great swordsman.

But at this time, for a great swordsman, whether a sword or not is not so important.

boom!

The fierce and unparalleled kendo momentum suddenly surged out of Liu Feng's body, as if to sweep the world.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in front of the door of Yixin Dojo.

The frigid wind blew the plaques and stone tablets of the dojo to the ground.

The dust is falling, rolling like a dragon.

"The distinguished guest is here, and there is a loss to welcome it."

At this time, a low male voice with a warm smile slowly came out of the dojo.

The moment the voice fell, an inexplicable invisible momentum also rose from the dojo.

Court fight!

Liu Feng laughed and put away the momentum that had been brewing for a long time.

At the same time, the aura in the dojo also slowly converged.

"Donghai, Liu Feng, come to Yixin Dojo to discuss swordsmanship!"

Liu Feng said loudly.

crunch.

A figure stepping on clogs gradually walked out of the dojo.

He was wearing a gray-white robe, and on the chest of the robe was a sign with two swords crossed.

The man's breath was gentle and warm, and his eyes under the glasses were narrowed into two slits.

There was a knife hanging from his waist.

Yixindao venue owner, Koushiro.

Nonoroa Zoro's kendo teacher.

"Your Excellency Liu Feng, if I remember correctly, we haven't met before, have we?"

Koushiro was slightly taken aback when he saw Liu Feng.

He didn't expect that the fierce and domineering aura just now came from the hands of this young man.

Such a young great swordsman?

He suppressed his curiosity about Liu Feng and just smiled.

The smile is like a spring breeze.

But when he glanced at the man standing behind Liu Feng from the corner of his eyes, the whole person froze in place, and the hand that was holding the sword as steady as a rock actually trembled slightly.

"you······"

"You are······"

Koushiro's face was sluggish, he pointed at Roger in a stupefied manner, his mouth opened.

Roger laughed and said:

"Sure enough, only the guys in that place have an aura like yours!"

"That bunch of tough guys!"

"You belong to the Frost Moon family of Wano country!"

As soon as these words came out, Koushiro's face changed greatly.

"No, I am not!"

He retorted.

Roger laughed and said:

"No, you are!"

Koushiro shook his head frantically, his face pale and said:

"No, I am not!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"