Chapter 1642 Severely Injuring Big Bear

Gan Fall, that old man, was almost killed by that fall, but luckily his beloved old companion, Pegasus Pierre, cushioned his fall.

Even so, the enormous impact made him feel as if all the bones in his body were broken. If he had fallen directly from a great height without any cushioning, given his age, all the bones in his body would probably have been shattered.

Gan Fowler was helped up from the shallow pit by several indigenous warriors. His white beard was stained with blood, making him look particularly disheveled.

He staggered and glanced at Pierre, who was barely breathing and whose life was uncertain, at the bottom of the pit. A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper worry.

Right now, the life or death of my old partner is no longer my primary concern.

Gan Fall is a smart man. Having experienced Enel's rule, he knows that a disparity in power can bring about a harsh reality.

The monster that hovered in the air, releasing a domineering color that covered the entire island, was definitely not someone who could reason with anyone, judging from its appearance alone.

Ganford even suspected that even if they were forced to hand over Bonnie and her father under pressure, this ferocious monster might just find some excuse to rake through all life on the entire sky island.

Is there anything else worth coveting about the Sky Island?

Those special shellfish and sky island creatures might have some value, but they are by no means worth such a powerful being going to such lengths.

As for wealth?

Shiki the Golden Lion took away more than 90% of the gold from the Sky Island, leaving the island penniless and unable to offer any wealth that could tempt such a monster to bribe them.

After Enel left, the Sky Islanders and the Shandians finally managed to put aside their long-standing feud and coexist peacefully, working together to build and maintain this cloud-top home that belonged to everyone.

Is this hard-won peace about to be destroyed today?

"Hey," a menacing voice rang out beside Bonnie.

Wapa, known as the War Demon, pushed aside the panicked crowd blocking his way and strode up to Bonnie.

His face was painted with the paint of a Shandian warrior, his eyes were sharp as an eagle, and he exuded a fierce aura of having been through bloody battles. He stared intently at Bonnie, "Judging from your expression, have you thought of any way to break this deadlock?"

Bonnie was startled by the sudden appearance of the burly man, especially by his fierce aura, which made her instinctively feel fear.

She suppressed her fear, her voice trembling with nervousness: "There is a way, but it may not work."

“I can try to call the Revolutionary Army for help; the Den Den Mushi (snail phone) for communication is on my father.”

"Revolutionary Army"?!

Upon hearing this word, the surrounding indigenous people immediately stirred and began to discuss it amongst themselves.

Their attitudes toward the Revolutionary Army varied. Most ordinary islanders knew very little about this organization that operated in the shadows and resisted the World Government, and some even harbored doubts about it.

Some believe they might just be another kind of pirate, with a louder slogan, destroyers rather than builders.

Wapa and Gan Fall, who had just been helped over, exchanged a glance, both seeing resolve in each other's eyes.

At this critical juncture of life and death, who has time to concern themselves with whether the revolutionary army is good or evil? This is the only external force that might bring about change and a glimmer of hope.

"Come with me! We only have one chance to get back the Den Den Mushi!"

Several Shandian warriors responded in unison, their eyes revealing a resolute determination to die for their cause.

They quickly mounted the unique vehicles of the sky island and, led by Wapa, charged headlong into the extremely dangerous heart of the battlefield.

No matter what obstacles we encounter along the way, no matter who falls, we cannot stop; we must bring back that Den Den Mushi that might bring us life.

The hero descending leisurely from the sky naturally noticed several oblivious insects approaching the Tyrant Bear.

A hint of indifferent doubt flashed in his four scarlet eyes. Internal strife? Or was there some other plan?

But it doesn't matter anymore. In the face of his absolute power, any struggle of these ants seems ridiculous.

Once that troublesome Tyrant Bear is completely eliminated, the remaining scum on this sky island won't even be qualified to pose a threat.

"Let's end this pointless struggle."

As the hero's center of gravity shifted, his massive body, exceeding twenty meters in length, suddenly swooped downwards.

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, the air was compressed to an extreme, emitting a shrill shriek, its target aimed directly at the Tyrant Bear below, which had just regained its footing.

"boom--!!"

Just as the hero, carrying immense force, was about to land, Tyrant Bear's keen combat instincts allowed him to evade in advance.

His massive body retreated rapidly, narrowly avoiding a falling impact that would have slammed him off the floating island.

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky once more, and the hero's heavy feet left two deep craters on the cloud-covered ground.

Just as Tyrant Bear retreated, he saw Wapa and the others riding Waver charging towards him recklessly.

"A Den Den Mushi, give it to Miss Bonnie, she needs it!"

Wapa roared with all his might, his voice weak in the raging air, but the urgency in it was undeniable.

“If we delay any longer, it will be too late,” another Shandian warrior roared.

Tyrant Bear understood what they meant, took out the Den Den Mushi for external communication, and without the slightest hesitation, the fleshy ball in his palm glowed slightly, and a special power instantly acted on the small Den Den Mushi.

The Den Den Mushi shot out like a slingshot, cutting through the air with a slight whooshing sound, and flew precisely towards Bonnie's location on the Merry several kilometers away.

Wapa felt relieved upon seeing this; the message had already been sent out. He was just about to signal to his companions to take advantage of the moment when the hero's attention was drawn to the Tyrant Bear and immediately retreat away from this deadly area.

A thick, terrifying arm, completely enveloped in dense, almost tangible Armament Haki, blasted out from the shadows on the side without any frills.

Simple, direct, and domineering, it carries a brutal power that crushes everything, aiming straight for the Tyrant Bear's vital chest and abdomen.

Bartholomew Kuma's reaction was equally swift. His left arm was instantly covered with the same dark and solid Armament Haki. He clenched his fist and charged forward without flinching.

Two fists, one thick and one thin, covered in Armament Haki, collided fiercely.

The moment of impact produced a deafening roar, like two steel mountains colliding, and a violent shockwave exploded outwards in a ring, leveling the surrounding ground once again.

The ear-piercing sound of metal twisting and breaking clearly reached the ears of every spectator; the evenly matched contest did not materialize.

Under the overwhelming power of Haojie's terrifying punch, Tyrant Bear's left arm, covered in Armament Haki, twisted and bent inch by inch, starting from the fist, down to the forearm, and then to the elbow, like a fragile, withered branch.

The terrifying force traveled from his arm through his entire body, and his massive frame was thrown backward like a cannonball, as if he had been hit head-on by a battering ram.

Two Shandian warriors who happened to be in the path of the Tyrant Bear's backward flight, along with the Waver they were riding, were hit head-on by this terrifying human cannonball before they even had a chance to scream.

He became a pitiful cushion during the Tyrant Bear's backward flight, slowing his momentum slightly, but also staining him with more blood.

"Father, no!!"

On the Going Merry, Bonnie watched helplessly as her father's arm twisted and deformed, as he was blasted away like a rag doll, and as the two Shandian warriors died instantly.

The extreme fear, grief, and despair instantly broke down her psychological defenses, causing her to let out a heart-wrenching scream.

She never imagined that her father, who was almost invincible in her heart, would be defeated so quickly and so miserably.

Just as Bonnie was nearly fainting from the overwhelming grief, the Den Den Mushi that Bartholomew had sent out with all its might streaked across the sky in a precise parabola and landed perfectly on the deck of the Merry, rolling right to Bonnie's feet.

Now, this tiny Den Den Mushi, and the Revolutionary Army it might contact, seems to have truly become Bonney and her father, and even the entire Skypiea's only lifeline.