Time flies, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.
This month, the Richest Group and the Big Mom Pirates incident was no longer hot!
Instead, other news dominated the headlines.
New World, Island of Cortez.
A tropical island, a very prosperous one.
Such islands are everywhere on the sea.
Somewhere on the street, many people looked at the young man drinking alone in the tavern.
It's Klokdal.
It has been a month since he left Poppy Island. During this month, he spread his ideas on the sea, but because he was too arrogant, he often had conflicts with people.
He had killed at least a thousand pirates, if not a hundred.
"That's the brainwashing leader of the richest group, Tsar Klokdal with a bounty of 560 million berries!"
"Yes, it's him!"
"Look at that dress, he's very arrogant."
"I heard that all the leaders of the richest group are very arrogant. Recently, Klokdal killed a lot of people."
"How can such a big man appear on this island, is the Golden Emperor also here?"
Many pirate thugs' eyes were full of greed. Since the Tsar appeared here, then is the world's richest person, the Golden Emperor, also on this island?
As long as they catch the Golden Emperor, it's tantamount to having everything.
This temptation is still spreading on the sea, it's not a legend, it's certified by the world.
"Hey! That's the Arquette Pirates, what do you want to do? "
There was a commotion in the crowd, and more than 30 pirates walked towards the tavern, it looked like they were going to attack.
"The Arquette Pirates are crazy, that's the Tsar with a bounty of 560 million berries."
Many people pointed and watched the more than 30 people enter the tavern.
It was obvious that they were targeting the Tsar. They just wanted to know the whereabouts of Huang Jindi.
The next development is not unexpected, more than 30 people are just food.
This kind of low-IQ pirate, who knows how many die every year.
There will never be a shortage of strange people!
Klokdal sat in the tavern as the sun set. There was no one around, only the boss and the waiter were waiting.
There were many dry bodies on the ground.
Naturally, there were many spies outside, but none of them had the courage to find trouble with Klokdal.
While smoking a cigar and drinking wine, Klokdal was thinking about where to go.
Over the past month, he had experienced many battles on the sea, but none of them were stressful.
The dissemination of ideas was also not very smooth.
So Klokdal planned to challenge some strong people who could give him pressure, such as White Beard or Edward Newgate?
Dong dong dong!
Just as Klokdal was thinking about life, a series of sonorous and powerful footsteps sounded from outside. Finally, someone sat at the table next to him.
"Give me the strongest wine."
His slightly dull voice could not hide his confidence and arrogance.
This was a tall young man with long golden hair and earmuffs. Most importantly, he was dressed in a military uniform. His resolute face was full of arrogance and dominance.
Not simple!
Klokdal narrowed his eyes. He actually felt pressure from this young man.
Just by looking at his appearance, he seemed to be younger than him.
Klokdal just glanced at him and withdrew his gaze. He was thinking about other things.
It was just a young man whose name was unknown. He didn't take it to heart.
As the waiter nervously served the wine, the young man in military uniform gulped it down. He was bold and refreshing, showing his male hormones.
"Richest Group's brainwashing, Tsar · Klokdal, bounty of 560 million, logia, sand sand fruit ability."
The two people who were originally at peace with each other, as the young man in military uniform spoke, the atmosphere began to change.
A battle intent inexplicably spread into the air.
Klokdal didn't speak, just tilted his head and looked at the young man in military uniform.
Boom!!!
Without warning, a storm centered on the young man in military uniform spread out unscrupulously. Klokdal's pupils widened slightly, and he subconsciously raised his head, the black leather coat behind him fluttered wildly.
His domineering will covered the sky and earth.
With the tavern as the center, no one could still stand within a kilometer. At this moment, all of them fainted under the powerful will.
Haoshoku!
A very domineering and powerful Haoshoku.
Klokdal, except for the initial shock, immediately returned to normal.
"Put away your useless deterrence, or people will die."
Klokdal's eyes became cold. He hated Haoshoku very much.
Because there was someone who blindly put chicken dung everywhere, so he didn't have a good impression of King's Aptitude and Haoshoku. He would think that this was a provocation.
Like now!
"Only by constantly defeating the strong can I become the strongest in the world, Tsar · Klokdal, you barely qualify."
The young man in military uniform laughed, very rampant and overbearing.
After leaving that place, he vowed to defeat the strong one by one, surpass that man, and eventually become the strongest in the world.
He just didn't expect to meet a guy who could barely arouse his fighting spirit on this island.
"I don't kill nameless people."
Klokdal smoked his cigar very indifferently. Even in the face of this Haoshoku, there was no fluctuation.
"Douglas Barrett."
"Remember this name, one day it will be synonymous with the world's strongest!"
Barrett showed an evil smile, and Haoshoku swept unscrupulously.
"Never heard of it."
Klokdal's eyes squinted and he was very contemptuous.
Boom!!!
Without any warning, the two elbows collided together and the whole tavern disappeared in an instant.
Klokdal's coat fluttered behind him, the swastika symbol flowed, and the corner of his mouth grinned with a cigar in his mouth. Looking at the guy in front of him, his fighting spirit seemed to be stimulated.
The battle came suddenly!
Both sides are proud people, even if they just look at each other, it can become the fuse of a battle.
What's more, who is Barrett?
Even now, he can be called a monster, and in the future, he will be a real monster.
Nicknamed the Devil's Heir, the crew of Roger's Pirates, known as the successor of "Ghost".
He is so powerful that even his companions in Roger's Pirates call him a monster.
The most intuitive feeling is that this guy is on par with Rayleigh, the right hand of the Pirate King. This alone shows how powerful he is.
Barrett was born in the "War Without End Country" of the Grand Line. When he was born, he was abandoned by his mother and became an orphan. He was adopted by the enemy army.
Barrett's childhood was a boy soldier under Douglas Gray, the captain of the army. His main task was to take the lead on the battlefield and step on mines or take bombs to open the way.
The person who made the most contributions on the battlefield would be awarded the Medal of Honor. The young Barrett, who only had weapons with him since childhood, was very eager to get it.
But the Medal of Honor would only be awarded to one person, and Barrett was active with his strong fighting power, but when he was about to succeed, he was betrayed by his companions. Not only was the medal robbed, but he was also seriously injured.
Since then, Barrett no longer believed in others, and everything was for his own victory.
Soon, Barrett became the strongest boy soldier, and he felt more and more that only strength could bring him freedom.
On the battlefield, when his life was hanging by a thread due to hunger and fatigue, he ate a Devil Fruit and became stronger from then on.
And he became a national hero when he was a teenager. Douglas, the captain of the Division, was promoted to "General" because of Barrett's achievements, so he took care of Barrett and promised to let him leave the battlefield and give him real freedom.
Barrett believed it and destroyed the enemy in the last war, but he didn't expect that Douglas betrayed him and wanted to kill him.
The angry Barrett destroyed his own country and army, so he was chased by the World Government and went to sea.
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