Albrightline, who was also stationed on Armar Island, had also gathered with many pirates at the port and was ready to set off.
On Abro King Island, Samaro looked at the pirates with a heavy face as they quickly ran past him towards the port.
His eyes were burning with rage. Previously, the commander of this island was Abro, who was his elder brother.
When he thought of the big event that shocked the world, he felt pain in his chest.
"That bastard boy!"
Everything started because of that boy. At first, after finding out his identity, people called him Nicolas Kades, but soon, everyone realized that this guy was just using a fake name in order to get into Abro Island and start their plan.
Soon, people called him Mizak, but this was also a fake name.
The Underworld Emperor had already sent news that this person named Mizak was Sendero Shusba!
Cunning, despicable, hateful guy!
Samaro hated that boy. He wanted to twist the boy's head with his own hands, but unfortunately, he had been turned into a mummy by Crocodile.
But this hatred was not impossible. Samaro soon got the news that behind this matter, the Yonkō (Four Emperors) named Charlotte Linlin was behind it!
Revenge, to avenge his brother!
His killing intent was awe-inspiring, and his heart was already boiling.
"Hurry up! Whoever dilly-dally, I'll cut off his head! "
Shouting angrily, Samaro's emotions had accumulated to the extreme.
The pirates were silent. They all knew the anger of the new king, and unconsciously, they quickly quickened their pace.
Seven Kings Island, from the beginning of its establishment, has been guarded by seven kings. They may have different abilities and personalities, but they all have the same powerful strength.
Golden Lion, Shiki! Sand King, Crocodile! Angel King, Andorona! Soro King, Soro! Herb King, Gandalf! And the vacant position, temporarily filled by Albrightline, Armar King! Finally, there was the raging King Samarlo, King Abro!
The seven Kings were now fully prepared. Their battleships sailed towards the sea, and the Scarlet Flame Skull Flag flew out one after another. They gradually gathered together.
This is no longer the scale of a few ships. After two years of development, despite the strict control of the number of pirates under the orders of Lo Chen, the number of pirates has reached an astonishing 50,000! It had to be said that this was due to the gradual end of the Era of Chaos. Many pirates realized how necessary it was to find an overlord to rely on.
Otherwise, it would have been very difficult for such a scale to appear in the chaotic situation of the past.
Fifty thousand pirates, powerful pirates, what a terrible force! It was simply a huge army!
A portion of them stayed behind, while the rest set off. When they stood on the pirate ship and sailed against the sun and entered the sea, the shock of this scale was extremely terrifying.
One after another, Pirate Ships set sail and appeared on the sea. The massive fleet caused the seawater to tremble and the air to tremble. As the airflow surged, it even formed a gale.
"It's so scary. Is this the Nether Spirit Pirates? They all set off, what are they going to do? "
On the coast, the civilians who noticed this scene were shocked and trembling.
"Who knows? But there are so many people! The number of warships here is comparable to that of a country! "
People exclaimed.
Facing such a scene, the civilians were nervous, but they were not afraid. The Seven Kings Island was controlled by pirates, but this group of people abided by the rules. On each island, there was its own management system, and there were also special people. The Seven Kings were only responsible for collecting taxes or protecting the civilians. They rarely cared about other things. As for violating civilians, it was even more impossible!
The King of Hell, his name sounded terrible, but he strictly ordered his people not to do anything to harm civilians in his territory. Once exposed, they would suffer and may even be executed!
"This is just one island. You know, the Seven Kings Island, the Seven Kings Island, there are seven islands. Once they all set off, how terrible would it be?"
Shaking their heads in admiration, the civilians also felt for the first time that these pirates, who usually looked harmless and sometimes laughed and played with them, were actually such a group.
With dark special barrels, brand new shells, and excellent equipment, this group of pirates standing on the ship at this moment with a solemn face and eyes filled with passion, there was no doubt that they were powerful!
A large number of ships were still docked at the port at this moment, waiting for the arrival of the Nether Spirit Pirates.
Samaro stood on the flagship, holding a telescope in his hand, looking at the sea from time to time. He was anxious, and the thought of revenge made him more anxious than anyone else.
"Why aren't they here yet?"
The Nether Spirit Pirates ordered them to quickly prepare for battle, and he was almost the fastest to arrange everything.
He continued to wait, glancing behind him, he found that his men were also anxious.
"Crash!"
At this moment, a layer of white waves suddenly appeared on the sea in front of them, and a loud sound shook their eardrums.
"Tsunami!"
The pirates exclaimed.
But Samaro's eyes widened and he quickly put the binoculars on his eyes.
"It's not a tsunami, it's them, they're here!"
He roared.
This long wait had made him impatient.
The pirates were stunned, and one by one, they gathered their heads and looked forward.
The white waves were like a tsunami, but the waves were not huge. But after the white waves, pirate ships engraved with the red flame skeleton flag quickly appeared in front of them.
It was so densely packed that it was impossible to count how many ships there were. As they moved forward, the white waves were turbulent, pushing forward layer by layer.
How terrible, how shocking! Countless ships moved forward at the same time, creating a white tsunami!
The pirates who witnessed this scene trembled with excitement and pride.
"Look!"
"This is our pirate group, this is our Nether Spirit!"
Powerful, overbearing, and shocking!
"The ship at the front is the captain's ship, Uss Logan!"
"Yes, it's the Uss Logan, I've seen it before!"
"Is the captain on it?"
The pirates were full of reverence, and one by one, they rushed to the front, wanting to see the true face of the ship.
Many of the later pirates had never seen the Uss Logan and its many cadres. The main members of the Nether Spirit Pirates mostly existed in legends.
But at this moment, the cadres appeared in front of them.
After half a quarter of an hour, a large number of pirate ships sailed in front of them, creating thousands of white waves, and the momentum was amazing.
"Keep up!"
When the last wave of ships passed by, Samaro shouted with all his strength.
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