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Chapter143 [This old man

The tentacles suddenly clung to the bow of the Octopus, completely cutting off the pirates' attack route.

Suddenly, the pirate ship and the Golden Holy Grail were isolated.

Only Bill Nairn and First Officer Boscher boarded the Golden Holy Grail, and the others couldn't get through at all.

But Bill Nairn was one of Blackbeard's most capable men. Even if he faced a whole ship of enemies by himself, he didn't panic at all. Instead, he showed a bloodthirsty smile and looked at the person in front of him as if he was... The wolf is watching the lamb.

"Boshel, you go pick him up and leave this place to me."

He danced the Fisher sword in his hand casually, and his one eye rotated slightly, matching the ferocious octopus tattooed on his face, as if it had magical powers.

Boscher laughed without any worry, and turned around without forgetting to say: "Okay, boss, but you must leave that old man to me!"

He was not afraid of anything happening to Bill Nairn. This one-eyed boss had a record of one man taking on a ship.

In front of extraordinary beings, sometimes ordinary people are really as fragile as lambs.

He turned around and looked at the way he came, and when he saw those twisted, huge octopus tentacles, he couldn't help but sneer.

The strength of this ship is not very good, but it is full of strange tricks. It doesn't know where it got a large octopus as its combat power, and it also made a series of strange moves to block the escape route.

It's a pity that using an octopus to deal with their One-Eyed Octopus is just looking for death, isn't it?

They are the emperors among octopuses.

He raised the Fisher Sword in his hand high, carrying a strong wind, and slashed at one of the octopus tentacles.

Although he is a weather user of the second level of the Astrologer, he is completely from a wild background and drank magic potions without any inheritance at all. Therefore, in terms of combat, he prefers swords as the main weapon and abilities as a supplement. Instead of drawing thunder and wind, you mainly use the wind at sea to help your skills become faster and your sword sharper.

As he slashed down with his sword, he shouted towards his own boat across the way: "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Let's do it together. We don't want to come over anymore?"

In fact, the two most powerful thugs on the One-Eyed Octopus had already arrived at the bow of the ship, carrying two axes and slashing at the octopus tentacles.

However, the Golden Holy Grail will definitely not watch them do this. After all, there are only two people on board the Golden Holy Grail. It doesn't take too many people to stop them. The remaining people have already chosen the One-eyed Octopus as their target. The one who got on.

Just as Boscher took action, the gun went off.

The ones who fired the shots were naturally the crew of the Golden Holy Grail. To them, the group of pirates swarming on the bow of the ship was a perfect target.

Gunfire erupted, and several pirates were immediately shot and wounded, and one unlucky one was shot in the head on the spot.

But several of the octopus' tentacles were cut off with sharp knives, and suddenly the blocked road became much clearer.

On the Golden Holy Grail, Bill Nairn also held the Fisher Sword and rushed towards the two nearest crew members like a tiger among sheep.

His sword was very fast and his power was even more tyrannical. When the two crew members tried to raise their swords to resist, they were chopped off with their arms by this sword.

Blood splattered everywhere, and there were screams of pain.

Bill's one eye became redder and redder, and he became excited. He wanted to take advantage of the situation and pursue him, but he heard a violent sound of breaking wind.

An extremely fast phantom was slashing towards him. He raised his knife and blocked it with his backhand, and he actually felt that the opponent's strength was not weaker than his own.

He couldn't help but take a step back, and then took a clear look at his attacker.

That wasn't a person at all, it was a monster covered in scales, extremely tall, with a human-shaped head that looked exactly like a fish face, and a strong smell of sea water rushed towards his face.

Sea monster?!

And it's actually a third-level sea monster.

If it is less than the third level, it is absolutely impossible to resist its own strength and even knock itself back.

But why is there such a thing on this ship?

The information is wrong.

He couldn't help but cursed Boshel in his heart.

It’s okay if we didn’t find out that the ship had such powerful artillery, and we didn’t find out how strong the ship was.

But he didn't even find out that there was a sea monster on this ship. Is he just eating shit?

The appearance of this sea monster put tremendous pressure on him. Even though the berserkers were famous for their strength and hand-to-hand combat abilities, he had a faint feeling that he might be in for a tough fight.

And judging from the opponent's appearance of coming up from the sea, all the water ghosts he sent should have been wiped out. No wonder there was no movement of the ship after waiting for so long. It turned out that there were real ghosts underwater.

Boshel also heard the noise behind him. When he looked back, he was startled when he saw the sea monster that didn't know where it came from. Then he saw that Boss Bill's hand holding the knife felt a little uncomfortable, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

.

This was definitely his mistake. He failed to investigate the situation clearly, which put Boss Bill in a difficult situation.

Fortunately, after cutting off a few octopus tentacles, the two thugs jumped over. Their combat effectiveness increased and they were finally no longer so passive.

"Boss, let me help you." He immediately raised his knife and went over to help, but Bill swung the knife out and took a step back in fright.

"Leave me alone." Bill's entire attention was on the sea monster, and he didn't want another person to cause trouble to him.

"Okay..." Boshel swallowed and immediately looked at the person next to him, his intended opponent, the old cook.

"Old man, give me a knife!" He was a little depressed when Bill shouted back, and he immediately wanted to vent his resentment on his opponent.

The knife in his hand was mixed with the wind, and he slashed towards the old cook with one swift movement.

The old man seemed to be frightened and just stood there, and the others didn't seem to want to block the knife from him at all.

Just as he was about to cut the old man in half with this knife, suddenly, a very fast shadow roared towards him, blocking his knife and sending him flying backwards.

Boscher hit the side of the ship hard and felt like his whole body was falling apart. He vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Then he saw that the old cook's body, which was supposed to be old, now had muscles as thick as thick soil. He was standing there with a knife in his hand, his eyes as powerful as a lion's.

.

This is not a bad old man, this is exactly...

Food hunter.

Bill, who was originally confronting the sea monster, glanced at the suddenly angry cook and made a judgment.

There are at least two kinds of super food power flowing in this muscular old man. This is a pressure that only third-level chefs can withstand.

In addition to a sea monster, there is actually a food hunter on this ship.

This ship...

"Ugh... ugh..."

When he was thinking this, there was suddenly the sound of vomiting behind him. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that where the octopus's tentacles had been chopped off, more tentacles and a

Indescribable brain.

Just seeing that thing gave him the urge to vomit.

His crew members were already vomiting and were completely unable to fight.

Bill's heart began to sink.

This easy battle that he expected was completely a fatal trap.

------Digression-----
Chapter completed!
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