Chapter 49 Hawkeye’s Challenge
Just when Darren easily eliminated Moonlight Moria, an uninvited guest had already arrived at the naval base.
"How about you let me be your opponent next?"
A voice full of fighting spirit came from the direction of the sea. The voice of this voice was very young, but it had a hoarseness and sharpness that people would never forget after hearing it once.
The flying squirrel's face immediately changed slightly, and he turned around to look. The scene he saw made his pupils shrink.
"what is that?"
A dark boat was floating on the sea at a slow and steady speed.
The bottom of the boat is covered with strange lines, a black rectangular outline, and the cyan flame candles burning on the boat... give this unique boat a gloomy atmosphere, and it looks like a boat floating on the sea from a distance. black coffin!
And on this coffin boat sat a mysterious and thin figure.
It was a young man who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. He had short black hair neatly combed back and long sideburns. He was wearing a floral shirt on his upper body and black leather pants on his lower body.
The young man was sitting there with his legs crossed, carrying a huge light black long knife that was taller than others on his back. The slender handle was in the shape of a "cross".
The strange coffin, the green candlelight like a will-o'-the-wisp, the long knife in the shape of a cross... make this cold-tempered young man like the God of Death patrolling the sea, harvesting life in the world.
However, what surprised the flying squirrel the most was the look in this guy's eyes.
The pupils are deep, with black lines focused on the dim yellow background, as if there is a kind of insight into human nature and all things, which makes people shudder.
"There's something wrong with this kid's eyes... His eyes are as sharp as a falcon..."
The flying squirrel frowned, and his hands hidden under the sleeves of his military uniform involuntarily emitted wisps of blue arcs, clearly ready to take action at any time.
He actually felt a compelling sense of threat from this mysterious boy who was only 16 years old!
How can this be!
The flying squirrel was a little surprised.
He possesses the Thunder Fruit, which is known as the "strongest in the natural system", and after successfully cultivating his domineering power, he has few opponents in the entire first half of the Great Waterway, let alone his own territory of Beihai.
But at this moment, he felt the threat of death from a kid about sixteen years old!
"My Beihai is really lively..."
Darren also turned around at this time, looked at the kid on the coffin boat with interest, and said:
"Are you sure you want to challenge me, Jorakor Mihawk?"
When Mihawk finished speaking, the flying squirrel next to him opened his eyes wide, a little shocked.
This mysterious brat...is on Darren's list!
Like Moonlight Moria, he actually delivered it to his door on his own initiative! ?
The flying squirrel subconsciously glanced not far away. At this time, Moonlight Moria had slightly regained consciousness under the treatment of the navy. The wound on the broken arm was hastily bandaged. She looked like she was dying and about to die.
"Do you know me?" Mihawk frowned, stared at the vice admiral, and said coldly.
"I've heard of your name, I guess..." Darren smiled, "I'm even more curious. You clearly saw the scene of me killing Moria just now, so you should know my strength very well..."
"You fart!! I haven't used all my strength yet!!" Moonlight Moria, who was not far away, heard this and screamed with a red face.
"Save your energy."
The flying squirrel suddenly appeared next to him and glared at him angrily.
Moonlight Moria blushed, gritted her teeth and said:
"I haven't used my special skill yet. If I fuse those hundreds of shadows -"
"-Even if you swallow a thousand shadows, you are still no match for Darren. That is simply not a power you can control..."
The flying squirrel patted the wound on Moria's broken arm, and the severe pain made him tremble and moan.
"Maybe if you fuse the shadows of hundreds of naval soldiers, your power will become very strong, and you can even smash a town or even an island, but Darren can do that kind of thing casually."
When Moria heard this, his expression froze and he was speechless.
The flying squirrel sighed and "comforted":
"It's normal not to be able to beat Darren. The number of people in this ocean who can beat him can be counted on one hand... There's no shame in losing to him."
"Stop moving. The wound is still bleeding. Let me help you deal with it... Otherwise, with this amount of bleeding, you will die in a few minutes."
Moonlight Moria gritted her teeth, stared at the flying squirrel with her blood-red eyes, and said angrily:
"Damn! What qualifications do you, a mere naval colonel, have to teach me a lesson!"
"I can't defeat that monster, but I can still do whatever I want to kill you—"
boom! !
A huge bolt of thunder suddenly fell from the sky, submerged into the ruins of a military fortress in the distance, and exploded into flames hundreds of meters high.
"What are you talking about?"
The flying squirrel took back the hand that was exposed to the electric arc, and said to the stunned Moonlight Moria expressionlessly.
Moonlight Moria:......
"No, it's nothing."
The corner of his eye twitched, a drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes as he looked at the flying squirrel.
This guy... is also a monster!
Then he saw hot plasma starting to emerge from the flying squirrel's hand, reaching towards him.
"W-what do you want to do!?"
Moonlight Moria said in horror, trying to struggle back.
But several navy soldiers next to him held him firmly.
"Help you stop bleeding."
The flying squirrel said calmly.
Then his hand, blazing with lightning, pressed directly on the wound of Moria's broken arm.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Moonlight Moria wailed in pain. The unimaginable pain made his whole body twitch uncontrollably and his legs kicked wildly.
Sizzle...the flesh and blood were burnt to a blur, and a strange smell filled the air.
Soon the screams stopped abruptly, and Moonlight Moria fainted again.
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Regarding the little farce here, Mihawk just glanced lightly, his sharp eyes briefly staying on the flying squirrel, then moved away again, and finally fell on Daren again.
At this time, the boat was less than a hundred meters away from the coast. Mihawk slowly stood up and said in a deep voice:
"Your strength is indeed unimaginable. You are an opponent I have never encountered before..."
He stared at Darren with fierce eyes and suddenly smiled:
"But it's precisely because you're strong enough that it makes sense for me to challenge you, isn't it?"
He raised his hand, held down the light black long knife that looked like a huge cross behind him, and drew the knife out of its sheath!
Keng! !
A buzzing sound like a dragon's roar sounded, and a violent wind suddenly arose on the calm sea. The waves became turbulent, as if they were stirred by some sharp breath and became manic.
The long knife, which was taller than himself, pointed at the Vice Admiral on the coast. Two completely different auras, thick and sharp, emitted from the blade at the same time. The tip of the knife reflected an astonishing cold light in the sun.
"The blade is a T-shaped sword with a heavy flower, and the name of the sword is...Ye."
Mihawk's eagle-like pupils were locked on Darren, and he said coldly:
"My name is Joracol Mihawk. I carry this sword and challenge you, "King of the North Sea" Rogers Darren!"
"Take action and let me see your true strength!"
"And your... special swordsmanship!"
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