One Piece’S Scarlet Swordsman

"Embrace, arrogance, and ignorance. These things deceive people's senses and make people unable to correctly recognize their own weakness."

Aethas finally stopped, and the huge pit expanded into a deep crater tens of meters in diameter due to the attack just now.

"The biggest pretentious people are those who call themselves gods."

"Its arrogance is even worse than those who don't understand music at all and want to judge singers."

Aethas held the hilt of the great sword with one hand and pulled it out abruptly, bringing out a large swath of blood and flesh, and he could vaguely see the peristaltic intestines in his abdomen.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

The huge pain of being pulled and torn in the abdomen caused Enel, who was dying to scream, to scream, blood splattered out, sprinkled on the body and the surrounding ground, and the painful scream echoed above the space of this huge bean vine half waist.

"Everything you can see is just the tip of the iceberg of the world."

The blood dripped from the great sword, and the blood poured out from the wound, slowly flowing, dyeing the snow-white ground into red clay, and finally infiltrating the cracks.

"Kill me..." Enel was lying on the ground covered in blood, without a trace of "god" dignity.

"It's almost time, it's time to go back to New World." Aethas didn't answer. He bent down and grabbed Enel's shoulders and lifted it up. His wings shook and disappeared into the sky with a strong wind.

"Even a person like Enel with invincible abilities is crushed by such a strong force, but such a strong person is just someone else's subordinate."

"New World...what kind of place is it?"

Gan Fore got up slowly, looked at the direction where Aethas was leaving, took off his helmet, and took a deep breath.

"Sandia..."

Looking at the fallen body of the Sandia, Gan For a moment hesitated. If they were rescued, the war that lasted for four hundred years would end there? Or go back to square one again?

"Even if you go back to square one, it's better than being ruled by Enel."

The time for thinking was short. In less than a minute, Gan Fore had already made a decision, put on the knight helmet again, and walked towards Webber in the center of the court step by step.

"Weber..."

At this time, Weber's hair was burned out, his wings on his back were completely burned, his whole body was burned extensively, and his face was completely black. Just looking at it made people feel that this person was dead, Gan Faul slowly Squat down, no matter what, at least the body must be brought back to the Shandia tribe.

When Gan Foer reached out to touch Webber's body, he suddenly felt a slight breath.

"At the center of the explosion, after suffering such terrible damage, I still breathe spontaneously!"

Gan Fore's shock was hard to hide. Although it was very weak and the rhythm was disordered, looking at this Shandia warrior, a feeling of admiration was born in my heart.

"What a tenacious life..."

…………

In the evening, the Sandia tribe

The sun retracted its dazzling light and turned into a golden disc, and the sunset glow shone on the clouds, golden light, like a golden plain.

"Weber is still in a coma, but with his physical fitness and tenacious will, sooner or later he will recover."

In the tent belonging to the elders, several people were sitting around a bonfire on the ground, and Gan Fore was one of them.

"But he has extensive and severe burns over 90% of his body, and the serious ones are..."

The elder held the pipe in front of his mouth and took a deep breath. The smoke passed through the mouth into the throat, then through the lungs, and then exhaled through the mouth and nostrils, saying in a heavy voice:

"If you have any sequelae, just say it directly. The Shandias are not that vulnerable."

Gan Fuer closed his eyes, then opened them slowly, and sighed: "Because of the severe burns all over his body, his sweating glands were completely damaged, unable to perspire normally, and part of his nerves were also damaged. "

"What happens if the sweat glands are damaged?" an old man from the Shandia tribe asked with a frown.

Gan Foer glanced at the old man, thinking that you don't know such simple things, are all of you in the Shandia tribe illiterate?

"In the future, his body will no longer be able to dissipate heat and perspiration through the pores, and will be in a state of being burned. That kind of feeling will make a life worse than death, crueler than Lingchi, and stay in hell for life."

"And he will never be able to fight anymore, even a little exercise, otherwise the body temperature will continue to increase, but there is no heat dissipation function, and it may cause spontaneous combustion."

"With our current medical conditions and technology, it is absolutely impossible to repair his body."

"Is there no way?"

The elder closed his eyes and said heavily.

The moment before Enel was taken away flashed through Gan Fore's mind, the New World that Aethas was talking about.

"Perhaps... there are places that meet the conditions and skills in Qinghai."

At this time, over the unknown sea area of ​​the Grand Line, a giant black shadow quickly passed by, and it was Aethas who was driving Enel to New World.

"Ahem..."

Enel coughed suddenly and quickly, his eyes slowly opened, his vision was blurred, and everything in front of him was quickly disappearing.

"This is……"

"This is the first half of the Grand Line, and we are heading to the second half of New World."

A familiar voice came into his ears clearly, and Enel's complexion changed, he needed to activate his abilities.

"It's useless, I put seastone handcuffs on you, I can't break free with your strength."

Only then did Enel react. No wonder he felt wrong. As soon as he struggled, his body felt extremely weak, as if he had lost his strength.

"Seastone, something that can weaken the power of the capable person, that's how it is."

Enel looked up at Aethas and his flapping wings from time to time, his pupils turned, squinted at the sharp claws on his shoulders, and suddenly smiled.

"You are also capable..."

When he said that, he raised the seastone handcuffs he was wearing to his shoulders.

"Um!?"

Enel frowned. The seastone handcuffs were completely attached to the opponent's hand, but they still looked like they had no effect.

"Don't compare me to you, it's impossible for me to be affected by seastone in any way."

"but……"

Aethas was expressionless, looked down at Enel, grabbed Enel's sharp claws and let go.

Enel only felt his shoulders loose, and his body began to fall down extremely fast.

"Hey, Qinghai is down here, won't it just die like this, right?"

"call!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a tingling sensation came from the ankle of his right foot. The body no longer continued to fall, his vision turned for a while, and he climbed up high again.

"For the sake of safety, let's use this posture."

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