The quiet merchant ship was still on the sea, and the deck was empty except for some wine barrels. There was no one on the deck, and the silence was strange.
The crazily swimming pirates drew a wave-like arc on the sea and quickly approached. Suddenly, a circle of ripples spread from the ship, and the shadow was radiated through the cabin. It was dark and deep like the reflection of the night, and like some kind of sneaky creature, quietly and gently brushing the entire sea.
"Pirates, die!"
The cold voice penetrated, and the ship's radius seemed to have been suddenly pressed. Dozens of pirates were still moving forward, as if they didn't realize that their bodies were being covered by the shadow, and in the blink of an eye, they melted into a pool of black water and merged into the sea.
The circle of the sea was dyed black, and then the shadow disappeared as if it had never appeared, and a man stood on the deck.
His hair was wet as if he had just come out of a pool, and there was a dark cross between his eyebrows that was as deep and cold as the sea. He was wearing a white Navy uniform, and his hands were casually placed on the side of the ship.
"It's that Marine!"
Usopp gasped, and his gums trembled violently. A terrible memory reappeared in front of his eyes like a nightmare. He remembered this terrible Marine.
Zoro's hand holding the hilt shook fiercely, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip. Fine goosebumps suddenly appeared on his back, and his breathing became a little rapid. "Yarlin!"
He didn't expect to meet the Marine Captain here, and just by glancing at him from a distance, the tingling all over his body warned him of the horror and danger of the other party.
"Crowe's Captain, Yarlin of Navy Branch 153!" Nami was also stunned. She and Yarlin didn't have a direct intersection, but on the day of the destruction of the Dragon Pirates, she caught a glimpse of this Marine in the woods. At that moment, the other side's strength and coldness were forever remembered in Nami's mind. Of course, there was also a trace of unclear feelings for Crowe.
The bald man, who was lying on the ground, felt as if an electric current had passed through his body. His skin, flesh, and tendons stood up. Then, he fainted.
Yarlin seemed to have sensed something. His eyes swept across the sea and looked in the direction of Merry. Almost subconsciously, Nami and Usopp retracted their heads and curled up behind the ship's railing. Nami did not want to be seen, but Usopp was simply horrified. His eyelids were closed and trembling as if he had fallen into the depths of a nightmare. His clothes were soaked in cold sweat.
Only Yarlin was standing straight. The cold sea breeze blew at his collar, revealing his scarred chest. Those were the results of his training. He gritted his teeth, but then he realized that Yarlin's gaze had only swept past him, not even pausing for a moment. It was as if Yarlin did not recognize him at all!
"I've been ignored. Damn bastard, don't you remember me, Roronoa Sauron?" Holding the Wado Ichimonji tightly, Sauron's five knuckles turned blue and white because of excessive force.
Arlen naturally remembered Roronoa Zoro, but he only had a slight impression of him. Arlen's hands were stained with the blood of countless people along the way. Roronoa Zoro was just a nobody who had luckily escaped from his hands. He was not worthy of his special attention. The only label on Zoro that he needed to pay attention to was the dojo master of the One Heart dojo, the man wearing glasses with a hypocritical smile on his face – Koshiro.
"Is this the Grand Line? Is it the grave of pirates? Are the two monsters who walk out of it so terrifying?" All the cells in Luffy's body were excited. He breathed out turbid air from his nostrils, and his eyes seemed to be burning with fighting spirit.
"This Straw Hat Kid!" Zeff glanced at Luffy in surprise. When the whole audience was shrouded in fear, Luffy could still burst out with such a fearless fighting spirit. It was not that simple, but now he was just a cub, and could not be compared with the two guys. He said with a dignified expression, "Hawkeye Mihawk, one of the Shichibukai, the world's first great swordsman, this is a figure sitting at the top of the Grand Line; and the Marine over there, although I don't know who he is, the movement and aura he made when he appeared seemed to be no weaker than Hawkeye, and even had a posture of being on par with him. Even in the Grand Line, he must be a monster among monsters, and can never be a nameless person."
"Kid, with your current strength, you are evenly matched with Crick, but if you want to challenge that kind of monster, you are very likely to die here, especially …" Zeff was getting older, but his eyes were getting more and more vicious. He could see that although Hawkeye Mihawk should be more famous, the Marine who appeared later gave people a more vicious and strange feeling. "Hawkeye is just passing time, and maybe he won't kill you, but if you face that Marine, I'm afraid there is no chance of survival."
Although Luffy was reckless, he was definitely not really mentally retarded. Although Zeff's words were not pleasant to hear, he could distinguish between good and bad, and he had a keen instinct similar to that of a beast. He could feel the horror of these two guys. They were like two eagle pythons that accidentally drifted into a stream, and their sharp claws and fangs could take the lives of passers-by at any time.
Sanji looked at Luffy and nodded heavily, and his heart was inexplicably relieved. He was really afraid that this "Pirate King" with a lack of brain circuits would rush up and be killed.
"Do you guys think I don't exist? Ah? I, Crick, am the undefeated overlord of the East Sea! "Crick was flustered and exasperated. He opened his arms, revealing all kinds of weapons under his golden armor. He laughed wildly." Go to hell, all of you! "
The huge hull of the ship sank into the sea, and the shadow of the ship's wreckage darkened the surface of the sea, connecting with the slowly spreading black sea in the distance. Mihawk was too lazy to care about Crick's barking. He quietly put away his sword and looked in the direction of Yarlin without a trace of emotion on his face.
As if to prove Zeff's words, several figures came out of the bottom hatch of the merchant ship. Yarlin stared coldly at the cannonballs and barrage coming at him. Suddenly, he grinned inexplicably. "Wapol, do you like his clothes?"
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