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Chapter 167

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It was as if there was a non-existent line separating the two seas. The four warships of the 16th branch were patrolling back and forth on one side, while the two warships of the 153 Branch were quietly docked on the other side, like two cold beasts waiting for orders.

Suddenly!

The four warships of the 16th branch turned their course at the same time and rushed towards a nearby island. White ripples dragged on the sea surface, and the two warships of the 153 Branch suddenly woke up. They brazenly crossed the sea, like two giant sharks that smelled blood, chasing the trail of their "prey", following behind unhurriedly.

Ya Erlin stood at the bow of the ship, his eyes narrowed into slits. The seagull flag above his head made a whooshing sound as the sea breeze blew. Below him, the two sides of the ship were lined up neatly in formation. The atmosphere was austere and cold. At the bottom of the ship, the lid was lifted. One by one, the new recruits in fishman attire took off their navy uniforms and quickly changed into pirate attire. They filed out and jumped into the sea from the stern of the ship.

The huge warships covered the sea, forming a black shadow. Under the shadow, the falling figures merged into the shadow, and a strange murderous aura was brewing in the shadow.

Evil Dragon Park.

Arlong suddenly stood up and kicked the chair under him. He looked at the few fishmen on the ground with tears and snot flowing down their faces. His face was ferocious as if he wanted to devour them: "Bubble died?"

"He was killed by that Marine … I took a last look, Bubble's whole body was cruelly dismembered. Bubble was killed by that Marine because he wanted to save us —" The fishman kneeling on the ground had a look of horror on his face.

"Rat, Marine!" Arlong fiercely clenched his teeth, his jagged and sharp teeth rubbing against the cold murderous aura. The surrounding fishmen's eyes were also filled with scarlet blood. A fishman officer whistled, and a huge shadow suddenly emerged from the water under the pool. The water flowed down along the hard scales. Under a pair of terrifying giant horns was a head like a manatee. Its eyes were half the size of a normal person's body, and they were filled with ferocity and cruelty.

"There are a lot of warships approaching the Evil Dragon Park!" Croobby walked in from outside and said coldly.

Before he could finish his sentence, a loud "boom boom boom" exploded in the sky. Black solid cannonballs drew a rapid parabola and heavily smashed towards the ground.

The signboard of the Evil Dragon Park was smashed from the middle, and the arched door made a creaking sound. The ground was splashed with broken stones in all directions, and gray smoke and dust instantly spread and shrouded the field of vision.

His nose trembled like a sawtooth hook, exposing Arlong's extreme anger at the moment. He looked along the sea connected by the pool. Behind the gray smoke was a vague outline of a battleship. He looked around at the fishman of the Dragon Pirates and said: "I want you to kill this group of damn Marines for me. Let them feel the anger of the fishman deeply. Don't let a Marine go."

"Roar!"

The Dragon Pirates roared in agreement.

"Blow it up for me, blow it up for me, don't stop, blow this park to pieces!" On the warship, the Navy Lieutenant Colonel stared at the ferocious murloc corpses on the deck with lingering fear on his face. Then, he looked at the Evil Dragon Park. His eyes were filled with unspeakable anger. He stomped on the corpses to vent the viciousness and cruelty that filled his chest. He roared, "Kill all the murlocs on this island!"

On the distant sea surface, the warship that had received the order to rush over was rapidly approaching. Ferocious and cold cannon muzzles could already be seen in their line of sight. Murlocs that were howling strangely in the park were madly rushing out. There was also a huge figure that was rapidly approaching the warship under the waterway of the swimming pool.

The villagers of Cocoysia listened to the deafening bombing sound in horror. They looked at each other and didn't know what was going on. In a certain house, Nogiko's pupils trembled with fear. She looked at Crowe, who was sitting in the living room wearing a blood-stained Marine uniform, slowly peeling an orange. She swallowed: "Are you a Marine? What the hell is going on outside? Where is Nami? "

After stuffing the orange into his mouth and chewing and swallowing, Crowe adjusted the frame of his glasses and turned his head to listen to the roar outside. A strange smile appeared on his face: "Don't worry, everything is going smoothly!"

It wasn't the answer to Nogiko's question, but her heart trembled even more. She stared at Klaus in disbelief and caught the deep meaning in his words. "Everything outside is because of you. Where is Nami? Where is Nami?"

On the sea.

A rickety ship approached the shore with great difficulty. Its masts had been smashed apart by the iron core and live ammunition. The deck of the ship was full of holes, and a rotten stench was spreading out from the inside.

Bang!

The stern of the ship was raised high, and the waves caused by the explosion of the shell lifted the hull high, as if it was going to roll over and hit the beach. Some wooden boxes and sacks rolled on the beach, revealing the rotten bodies inside. White maggots and flies were buzzing. Nami lost her balance and was thrown high and fell on the beach and rolled twice.

She shook her dizzy head, and there was a rotten arm hanging on her shoulder. She hurriedly shook her shoulder and threw the arm far away, then looked at the chaotic battlefield diagonally to the side. The Lieutenant Colonel on the warship was angrily jumping up and down and roaring. A few marines viciously chased after them, but halfway, they were intercepted by the murlocs who rushed out of the Evil Dragon Park, and the battle became a mess.

The Evil Dragon Park was shrouded in smoke and dust, as if it had turned into a pile of ruins. Nami breathed out a sigh of relief. She turned her head and glanced at the blown over ship. The whole hull was turned over, and the deck was fragmented, revealing a dark hole. Some rotten limbs and wooden boxes were thrown out of it.

Of course, there were even more corpses piled up in the dark cave. Little Eight, who had lost both of his arms and had been tied up, was now being pressed down by a pile of corpses. His eyes were starting to turn white, and he looked like he was about to suffocate to death.

On the side of the entire battlefield, there was an extremely strange scene, especially among the corpses scattered on the beach, there was a beautiful figure. The scene was extremely strange, but few people had the energy to pay attention to it. Even if they paid attention, they didn't have time to think about it.

On the chaotic battlefield, the Marines that had landed on the shore were fighting with groups of Fishmen. The warships that came to support them were turning their ferocious muzzles. At this moment, a huge shadow suddenly emerged from under the sea. The terrifying waves were like rolling stones smashing down. One of the warships fell heavily into the sea and then bounced back up. The Marines on the ship screamed as they were thrown up and fell into the sea like dumplings.

Several Marines were like a skewer in the air. They were pierced through by a five-meter-long horn. They didn't die for a while, but they struggled and screamed crazily. Blood mixed with the sea water spilled on the deck below. The moment the 30-meter-long sea monster revealed its huge body, the chaos on the battlefield reached a climax.

Like a terrifying sea cow, the sea monster opened its huge mouth and bit down on the warship. The golden nose ring on its nose brought about a fierce hurricane.

Panic, anger, roars, screams … … Amidst the interweaving symphony, the two warships of the 153rd Marine Division were like guests who had arrived late. The shadows hiding under the surface of the sea had already reached out to "greet" them. The chaos reached its peak at this moment.

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