Chapter 313 Black Rain

The surrounding navies stared at Cavendish.

After solving the difficult Jim, the remaining Philo can be dealt with without any effort.

Once the battle is over and they have well-preserved combat power, they can become a mobile team, and then support colleagues in need according to the situation on the field.

But the appearance of Cavendish destroyed this expectation.

Flying Squirrel looked at Cavendish coldly, and said: "At this time, when you step down from the name of Qiwuhai, you must have made up your mind, Cavendish."

"..."

Cavendish said nothing, glaring at the navy on the field.

According to his lively and dazzling temperament in the past, after blocking the flying squirrel's slash, he will definitely have a few beautiful scene words first.

But this will make him very angry, and he is in no mood to say the opening remarks.

"It's you who should be enlightened."

Cavendish's eyes filled with anger, slowly swept to every navy present.

If before he arrived, he watched Philo fall in a pool of blood.

Then he will never forgive himself.

Luckily I caught up with...

For the first time since merging the Rig, Cavendish was so grateful for the power and speed Rig brought him.

Without talking nonsense, Cavendish moved, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Swish-

The invisible slash that merged with the night light caused a sharp scythe wind in the ultra-high-speed movement, sweeping towards the nearest flying squirrel.

"A speed sword..."

There was a red light in the flying squirrel's eyes, holding the knife in both hands, not retreating but advancing, quite calmly facing the sweeping sickle wind.

The long knife he held in his hand shook out a string of afterimages, which quickly penetrated into the sickle wind.

With the help of knowledge and color, the flying squirrel accurately blocked all the slashes that attacked him.

clang clang...!

The fierce collision between the swords,

Dazzling sparks burst out around the flying squirrel.

The surrounding rocky ground was slashed with slashes by the Kaze Kaze that spilled over to the surrounding area.

In just a second or two, Flying Squirrel didn't know how many knives were right with Cavendish.

And the slash marks on the rocky ground beside him are already dense and difficult to measure.

Since being defeated by Maud on the Plague Island, the flying squirrel has been reassured and has madly improved its own strength.

Compared with the Plague Island back then, he can be said to be different now.

"If you think I'm the kind of weakling who will be instantly defeated by the 'speed sword', then you'd better restrain that meaningless anger, Cavendish..."

The flying squirrel had sharp eyes, focused on blocking the stormy onslaught from Cavendish.

As long as the knowledge and color are not interrupted, he has the confidence to block all of Cavendish's slashes.

But before such a powerful slashing attack, it was difficult for him to find an opportunity to counterattack, and he could only focus on defense.

If it is a one-on-one situation, the flying squirrel will not be so calm.

After all, he is the suppressed party. If he can't find a chance to fight back, there is a high probability that he will be suppressed by Cavendish and then lose.

But this is not a heads-up, but a war.

As long as he can fend off Cavendish's onslaught, no aid is needed.

And the companions present, you can go to deal with Jim and Philo first.

within the circle of battle.

Stockberry calmly looked at the flying squirrel and Cavendish who were frantically fighting the sword.

After confirming that the flying squirrel can parry Cavendish's offensive, he pointed his knife at Jim and Philo, and said indifferently: "Don't pay attention to Cavendish, and solve the 'Evil Phase' and 'Black Crow' first."

"Yes!"

More than a hundred navy elites shot again, still using various long-range attack methods that did not give Jim any chance to counterattack.

Slashing feet, slashing, and even lead bullets wrapped in heat, weaved a wave of despairing and suffocating offensives, heading towards Jim.

Jim's face was slightly gray and defeated. Seeing another wave of offensive blowing towards his face, he was already at the end of the force, but he still barely turned on the human-beast form.

Armed. Defense.

Jim, who transformed into a triceratops human and beast form, mustered his last strength, covered his armed color in front of him, and immediately protected Philo.

Lan foot, slash.

Seemingly gorgeous, but full of danger, all kinds of attacks slammed into Jim like this.

Bang-bang-!

In the continuous explosion of air, a large amount of blood splashed from Jim's body to the surroundings.

After a round of offensive, Jim's body was as motionless as a mountain.

This man once again resisted all the damage.

Looking at Jim, who was horrified but didn't take a step back, Stocabelli, who never easily expressed his inner emotions on his face, was slightly moved at this moment.

"The evil..."

Stockberry looked at Jim with awe, and said with admiration, "I have fought countless pirates, but this is the first time I have met a man like you."

After speaking, Stobeckari raised his knife to stop his companions from launching the second round of offensive.

Immediately afterwards, Stobeckari hung his knives by his side and strode towards Jim.

He would use the two knives in his hand to give Jim the final blow.

Jim lowered his head weakly, the blood slid down his face to his chin, and finally continued to drip onto the ground, splashing blood-colored ripples.

I could hear the footsteps of Stobeckari striding forward, but the vision in front of me was blurred.

The body temperature is losing, and I can no longer feel any trace of strength.

At this moment, Jim couldn't even move a finger.

Being able to persevere and not fall down is a manifestation of his strong will.

"..."

Jim's lips twitched slightly, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Philo took off the mutilated crow mask and stood in front of Jim, clenching the test tube in his hand.

Stobeckari looked at Philo who was standing in front of Jim, and there was no mood swing in his slightly opened eyes.

In this case, it made no difference to him whether to kill Philo or Jim first.

not far away.

Cavendish, who was attacking the flying squirrel, changed his face slightly.

He wanted to eliminate the closest flying squirrel within a second or two to reduce the pressure on defense.

But he underestimated the flying squirrel's knowledge, and this misjudgment directly put Jim and Philo in danger.

"Tough guy..."

In order to rescue Philo and Jim, Cavendish decisively gave up the attack and rushed towards Stockberry instead.

Cavendish just changed direction, but the flying squirrel suddenly accelerated.

"You really underestimate you...!"

The flying squirrel's speeding knife, accompanied by a sharp clanging sound, chopped off Cavendish's figure.

The sudden change of rhythm caught Cavendish by surprise and cut off his thoughts of going to the rescue of Jim and Philo.

"asshole!!!"

Cavendish's face tensed, and he looked at Philo, who was about to be attacked by Stocabelli, from the corner of his eye. His golden and blue eyes suddenly shrank.

To catch up!

He shouted in his heart, ignoring the subsequent attack of the flying squirrel, and rushed towards Philo again.

And right now.

Black showers came from the sky.

Like splashing ink, black water drops fell on or beside everyone in the arena.

"This is……?!"

Stocabelli frowned as he looked at the ink stains dripping on the back of his palm.

Just as his thoughts turned, a figure broke into his sight without warning.

"Bacardi Maud!!!"

Looking at the figure that suddenly flashed in front of him, Stokberg's eyes changed and he slashed with a knife.

However.

Maud's knife took a step faster and cut through Stocabelli's body ruthlessly.