Chapter 166
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In the quiet forest, the cold wind blew away the sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh and bones, accompanied by a cruel voice that echoed in the air.
The dense blisters on its forehead were covered with sweat like sarcomas. The Bubble Fishman opened its flat mouth and blew out transparent bubbles. Countless fist-sized bubbles floated around and spread in all directions.
Pa!
A bubble exploded. The Bubble Fishman's pupils shrank slightly. It ran towards the bubble and struck the air with its broad palm.
The palm missed, and Klaur's figure flashed not far away. There was a piece of cloth on his arm that was slightly dark in color, as if it was soaked in liquid. He raised his eyebrows and lifted the cloth. There was a strange red rash on the skin of his arm. A numbing and itchy feeling emerged, as if it was infected with bacteria.
Klaur gently pushed the frame of his glasses and looked at the bubbles floating in front of him. With a tap of his foot, a wave of air surged around him. Countless sword shadows cut through the air, and the bubbles exploded. The water droplets splashed in the air, but it seemed that they could not get close to the flashing figure in time before they were shattered by the splattering blades.
"What a fast speed!"
The Bubble Fishman struggled to catch Klaur's figure. It only felt that Klaur's speed was getting faster and faster. Soon, the continuous sounds of swords converged into a deadly movement in the forest. The surrounding trees that entered its sight suddenly cracked open, and the bark of the trees flew off. The air bubbles exploded, and poisonous water splashed onto the ground.
The speed was extremely fast, and there was no pattern to it. The few Fishmen who were curled up in a group looked at the air in horror. Their ears were filled with the evil wind that wanted to kill them, and their bodies would split open from time to time. They madly swung their swords in front of them, but they could not even catch a glimpse of the ghost's shadow.
"Ah …"
The right hand that was holding the sword was cut off from the middle, and there were six or seven irregular wounds on his chest. It was as if he was pierced by several sharp blades from different directions in an instant. He clutched his broken arm and fell forward on the ground. He whimpered twice and then stopped moving.
The Air Bubble Fishman's pupils constricted as he desperately spat out bubbles around his body. He stared intently at the scene in front of him. Whenever a bubble exploded, his body would quickly dodge. His back was already drenched in cold sweat.
"Aren't you going to do something? Are you just going to watch me kill your fishman brothers? " Crowe's voice seemed to flow into the ears of the Air Bubble Fishmen from all directions. "Even I don't know what I'll cut next, but I can be sure that all of you will die in the end!"
The Air Bubble Fishman's face flushed red. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards the Fishmen. Suddenly, he felt the air bubbles around him explode one after another. A white figure suddenly appeared beside him, and ten blades slashed towards him from all over his body.
The bubble wall was torn to pieces. The ice-cold sharp blade pierced through his shoulder, cut open his chest, cut open his shoulder, and cut open his eyebrows … In just an instant, his feet came to a sudden stop, not daring to charge towards those fishmen again.
"Despicable humans!" Air Bubble Fishman looked at Klaur, who was standing three steps away with a sinister smile on his face. His voice was filled with anger and a trace of fear.
"This is far from despicable." Klaur said coldly. "Looks like you don't intend to rush over to protect them. Then … I'll just kill them all in front of you!"
Klaur narrowed his eyes and stared at the Fishman hiding in the middle of the air bubbles. The water in the air bubbles contained some sort of poison that would cause itchiness in the limbs. He didn't want to be splashed too much. If the Fishman didn't move, it would be like a turtle shell. It would be difficult for him to attack. However, as long as he forced the Fishman to move, the air bubbles would become less dense, just like cracks in the turtle shell. Klaur could easily catch them.
The Air Bubble Fishman stared at Klaur fiercely, but he didn't move. He didn't have absolute control over the air bubbles he spat out. It would be fine if he stood still, but once he started running, the air currents would cause fatal cracks to appear on the air bubbles.
"Look at him, he has already given up on your lives." Klaur licked his lips and smiled at the Fishman standing in the middle of the corpses. "Then, there's no value in keeping you alive."
"Ahhhhh —"
A few murlocs immediately broke down. They screamed and fled in all directions, burrowing into the surrounding forest. Crowe turned his head and glanced at the Air Bubble Murlocs. His figure disappeared from the spot and immediately appeared behind one of the murlocs. He chopped off the head of the murlocs with a single slash. Blood spurted into the sky. The corpse still carried the inertia and ran a few steps forward before falling to the ground.
Klaur swung the Fishman's head back. The scarlet blood drew a parabola in the air and fell to the feet of the Air Bubble Fishman. It rolled and rolled. The Fishman's eyes were filled with fear and shock as he stared at the Air Bubble Fishman's pupils.
"Inferior human, despicable human, cruel human, bastard …" The Air Bubble Fishman roared madly. His eyes were bloodshot. The air bubbles around him swelled. He suddenly moved forward and chased after Klaur. The originally dense walls were blown away, revealing a gap.
"We Fishmen are a noble race. We won't ignore our comrades!" The Air Bubble Fishman roared vaguely. "Run back and tell Arlong, it's the damned Navy …"
"It's Captain Mouse!" Klaur's eyes narrowed into a cold line. He reminded the Fishman. "It's the 16th branch of the Navy!"
"Tell Arlong to kill Captain Mouse for me and avenge me." The Air Bubble Fishman roared in anger. His voice of resentment and despair echoed through the forest. The few Fishmen who were running away madly ran towards the direction of the Evil Dragon Park.
"Very good!"
Klaur's mouth curved into a sinister smile. He licked his lips and retracted his eyes from the Fishmen who were running away. He turned to the Air Bubble Fishman with a cruel voice. It was as if he was looking at a pile of trash that had lost its value. He said in a sinister voice, "Now, you can die!"
Chi chi chi …
A series of teeth-numbing cutting sounds were heard. Blood splashed everywhere. Limbs and flesh scattered all over the ground. Klaur took out a white handkerchief and wiped the blood on the ten blades. At his feet was the Air Bubble Fishman's miserable body. It was as if it had been tortured by a thousand cuts. There was not a single piece of intact flesh.
Klaur habitually used his hand to support the frame of his glasses. He looked at the few Fishmen who were running away. He calmly looked at the time on his watch and estimated the time when Nami would succeed. Then he took out the Den Den Mushi and dialed a number. "I've arranged everything here. You can enter at any time. Hehehe …"
On the other side.
In the sea area bordering the 16th branch of the Navy and the 153 branch of the Navy, two warships belonging to the 153 branch were quietly sailing. On the deck, the gentle sea breeze was blowing. Yarlin hung up the phone. His thin lips slightly pursed and revealed a cold killing intent. "Enter!"
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