Pirate: Eternal

Chapter 112 Night Attack

"Hey! Wake up!"

Under the starry night sky, Vlad walked onto the deck, rubbing his eyes, and kicked Paine, who was sleeping with Playboy Weekly in his arms.

"Hey, who of you is the elder sister and who is the younger sister?"

Paine didn't react at all. He turned over and smiled obscenely, with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth and falling on the couch beneath him.

Vlad's eyes twitched, and he looked down at the permanent pointer in his hand pointing to Marine Headquarters Marinelvando, and a black line appeared on his forehead.

There were only five people on the ship, Vlad, Paine, Ozma, Cervantes, and Marcus. They adopted a rotating vigil system, and today it happened to be Paine's turn to keep vigil.

Before going to bed, the bow of the ship was in the same direction as the pointer pointed. However, after Vlad woke up from hunger in the middle of the night and accidentally glanced at the pointer, the direction the needle pointed was actually the butt of the ship!

Their direction is completely opposite!

Even if this naughty perverted penguin was napping at night, he still had an erotic dream about twins!

Seeing that he couldn't wake Paine up, Vlad sighed helplessly, walked to the steering wheel and turned the turntable to the right.

"I don't know how far I'm off, and I'm going to waste a lot of time."

After lighting a cigarette to refresh himself, and after the sailing direction was consistent with the needle, Vlad locked the steering wheel and turned around to talk to Paine about life.

"Ok?"

The moment he turned around, Vlad saw a flash of fire on the horizon in the side direction, and then...

call out-

A sharp sound broke through the air, and a cannonball the size of a human head was shot towards them from far to near at an extremely fast speed.

Enemy attack!

Raising his eyebrows slightly in surprise, Vlad held the cigarette in his hand, covered it with armed domineering and flicked it out.

boom!

The cigarette collided with the cannonball in mid-air like an armor-piercing projectile, detonating the cannonball instantly.

"What's wrong!"

Paine suddenly woke up from his sleep, looked around, then stood up and came to Vlad and asked.

Vlad once again took a cigarette and lit it, exhaling smoke and saying: "A group of pirates with some skills."

It was late at night, and although the stars were shining in the sky, the view on the sea was not very good, and there were no lights on their boat.

This group of pirates didn't even test-fire. The first shot hit their ship accurately. If Vlad didn't stop it, the shell would 100% hit their deck.

This group of pirates have very good fucking skills!

Soon, this group of pirates proved Vlad's conjecture that their first cannonball was not luck.

咻咻咻-

After a burst of fire flashed on the distant sea, a series of sharp sounds pierced the air, and five or six shells were fired towards them at extremely fast speeds.

"Not right!"

Vlad's casual expression suddenly became serious, and dark matter that looked like substance spurted out from his hands, forming a huge death scythe in mid-air.

A halo of light, black on the outside and white on the inside, appeared on the sickle blade. As Vlad waved in the air, ripples appeared in the space, and invisible gravitational waves swept forward.

As the gravitational waves swept past, the cannonballs in mid-air could not even explode, and instantly collapsed and shattered into dust, while the ripples continued to spread forward unabated.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing came from afar, and a white flying slash illuminated the sea surface, colliding with layers of ripples.

The moment the two forces came into contact, the slash melted like snow meeting fire, but the ripples were so strong that they directly hit the opponent's pirate ship.

The pirate ship bumped and swayed violently on the sea like a rocking car. It didn't hold up for long before the keel broke, and the entire ship was divided into two parts.

"I'll go over and take a look first, and you can follow me in the boat."

After Vlad said something to Paine, a circle of light appeared above his head, pulling him towards the pirate ship.

This series of actions was not that Vlad was making a fuss, but that the second wave of shells fired by the pirates was actually covered with armed haki. This was not something that should have happened in the first half of the Grand Line.

As he got closer, Vlad finally saw the appearance of this pirate ship. It was a black and blue brig, with a skull pattern with crossed swords and guns on the sails and mast flags.

After getting used to seeing skulls wearing straw hats, beards, wings and other fancy pirate flags, this was the first time for Vlad to see such a plain and normal flag with his own eyes.

At this moment, the pirate ship that was broken into two pieces and slowly sinking was filled with deathly silence. Not to mention the corpse, not even a single person could be seen.

Just when Vlad slowly lowered his altitude and approached the pirate ship...

clatter-

The sea surface splashed with large waves, and dozens of black shadows shot out from it. Their arms were covered with armed domineering force and they were grabbing at Vlad.

Vlad, who had been mentally prepared, suddenly rose into the air to avoid the pirates' attack, and then he grabbed his hand downwards, and a terrifying gravitational force burst out, pulling the pirates stranded in mid-air.

"Damn it, when did such a terrifying ability user appear in Xihai?!"

One of the one-eyed dragons wearing a pirate captain's hat had a ferocious face, raised his hand and swung a slash in the direction of Vlad above.

"Western Sea?!"

Vlad was stunned for a moment, then turned sideways to avoid the slashing attack and looked down at the group of pirates.

"You said this is the West Sea?"

"Are you stupid in your sleep? Where else could this be if it wasn't the West Sea?!"

Seeing that Vlad had no intention of taking action again, the pirate started talking with him while thinking about escape strategies.

Vlad looked at him silently at first, then swung the huge scythe violently, and a gravitational wave burst out from the scythe blade, splitting him in half from head to crotch before he could react.

The sudden rise of the killer startled the other pirates, and when they were about to draw their guns or swing their swords to fight back, the brains, blood, and feces of the dead pirates blew on them in the sea breeze.

The fishy smell, stench, and the miserable appearance of the corpse instantly extinguished the pirates' fighting spirit, and their heartbeats suddenly accelerated and they became difficult to breathe.

They feel fear!

Vlad let himself rise another five or six meters in disgust, then looked at the pirates and said, "As long as you can prove that this is the West Sea, I can let you go."

The pirates endured the stench and swallowed, and after looking at each other, a look of embarrassment appeared on their faces.

Prove that the West Sea is the West Sea?

What is the difference between this and the unreasonable request to prove that I am who I am!

Even if they can use a compass to prove that this is not a great shipping route with a disordered magnetic field, they cannot prove that this is the West Sea and not the other three seas in the north, south, south, and south.

However, their speechless expressions made Vlad believe that the place he was in was the West Sea. He quickly reached out and pinched himself, suspecting that he was still asleep and still dreaming.

pain!

The intense pain in his arm made Vlad realize that this was not a dream, and he felt a little confused for a moment.