The person who appeared in front of Shanks and Bucky was not an ordinary pirate, but Hecarim, one of the eight senior cadres of the Golden Lion Pirates who had been dispatched just now, with the title of "Shadow of War"

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Such an enemy was obviously not something Shanks and Bucky, the two interns, could handle - in the face of Hecarim's "Destructive Charge", the two of them could not even move their legs out of fear.

"Gonna die!!!"

Looking at the tall figure charging towards him and Shanks, Bucky couldn't help but widen his eyes. However, at this critical moment——

"clang!"

Accompanied by the dull sound of metal collision and the shock wave that made people stand unsteadily, an extremely black meteor hammer appeared, firmly blocking Hecarim's spear.

"Hmph! In the form of Chiron, the phantom beast of the Human Fruit, it would be too shameless for a cadre of your level, Hecarim, to come and attack two interns, right?"

The owner of the meteor hammer—the man wearing a North Sea pirate horned helmet said so.

"Sure enough, you Golden Lion Pirates are all bullies like you!"

"Uncle Pine!!"

Bucky and Shanks, who finally stood firm on the deck, looked at the visitor and shouted excitedly.

"You two are really restless...get out of here quickly!"

Combatant Mire Payne smiled helplessly.

"Uncle Pine, I too..."

"Let's go! Bucky!"

Bucky also wanted to say something big about how he could help Pine by staying here, but before he could even finish his words, he was dragged away by Shanks who was standing beside him.

"Uncle Pine! Be careful!" Shanks said while dragging Bucky to jump away from the ship.

"You two are the ones, so be more careful!"

After greeting Shanks, Pine sneered and turned to look at Hecarim. The latter had been silent since he blocked his charge just now, and his tall body was even trembling slightly.

"You didn't take the opportunity to attack. You are really interesting, Hecarim!"

"I've seen your wanted poster. The bounty for Mire Payne is 450 million beli, which is 50 million more than me..."

Hecarim, whose body was still trembling, stared at Raleigh closely and murmured.

"You will be my opponent, I...I..."

"——I'm so high!! I'll take your head——Shadow Impact!!!"

…

"Don't hesitate! Keep firing!"

Aatrox's instructions from the flagship were clearly transmitted to every warship floating in the sky through the phone bug, "Roger and the others thought they could sit back and relax if they broke into our fleet group! Let us tell them with artillery fire.

, they are dreaming!!”

"Don't be afraid of hitting your own people, everyone fire at me indiscriminately!! Carpet bombing!!! Don't let Roger and the others have any luck and a chance to breathe!!!!"

"The cadres have been dispatched! Roger and the others must all die here today!!"

"Fire! Fire! Fire!!!"

…

Fraser stood on the side of the ship, and behind him was Aatrox, who was giving orders passionately just now, but now his face was expressionless.

"Go down, Frasier, and teach Roger and the others a lesson for the admiral. With your strength and cooperation with the cadres, it is enough to make Roger and the others drink..."

"Should a little shrimp like me go too? Lord Aatrox, "

Fraser shrugged, "If I go, will it affect the cadres?"

"How can you be considered a little shrimp? Frasier, you are a person that the admirals are very optimistic about..." Aatrox narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, don't delay, get down quickly..."

Frasier clearly saw that when Aatrox said this, he took out his right hand that had been in his pocket, opened it as if there was nowhere to put it, made a fist, and opened it again.

Such behavior may be considered an ordinary quirk in ordinary people. But Frasier knew very well that if such behavior was seen in Aatrox, it meant that he was ready to draw his sword at any time.

Although Fraser thinks that his strength has grown a lot in the past few years, and he is still a good player even in the Golden Lion Pirates, but facing the long-famous swordsman Aatrox in the New World, he still

It’s very clear that I don’t see enough.

What's more, his only superior, Porusalino, had told him before that he should find a way to leave the ships flying in the sky during the battle, because there would be an unprecedented huge storm here, and the entire Golden Lion Fleet would be affected.

Buried at the bottom of the sea.

There will be a big storm in the waters of Etvor that have always been calm, and the scale and power will be unprecedentedly large, enough to destroy the Golden Lion Fleet with one hundred and fifty huge ships?

——Even if such news came from the mouth of his superior, Porusalino, Frazier still found it ridiculous. But an order was an order, and he would definitely carry it out.

It just so happened that Aatrox was also forcing him to rush to the battlefield in disguise...

"Then I will go, Lord Aatrox,"

Fraser smiled and said, "Remember to provide us with strong support in the air!"

After Fraser finished speaking, without waiting for Aatrox to react, he jumped from the boat towards the sea below.

Aatrox raised the corners of his mouth slightly at first, but then frowned again.

(This kid didn’t resist. Could it be that we made a mistake? Frasier is not a mouse?)

(If he is not a mouse, I will go and apologize to him personally after the battle is over...)

(But if he is a mouse... I hope Nautilus and the others can leave this kid's body intact...)

…

"call--"

The hunting wind whistled in his ears, his hair was blown all over the sky, and his clothes were shaking constantly. The strong falling feeling made Fraser's heart beat a little disorderly, and the strong wind pressure even made him almost unable to open his eyes.

Eye.

The sea is getting closer and closer, and it seems that you can reach out and touch the blue sea. But if you take a picture like this from a height of several hundred meters, I'm afraid it will be shattered into pieces in an instant...

(Damn, I left the ship too early! The battle is now at its most intense!)

Fraser cursed secretly in his mind.

"Whoosh!"

A cannonball roared from above. Frazier quickly exerted his strength in an instant and forcibly changed the trajectory of his falling body slightly - the cannonball was able to pass by his side.

(I definitely don’t want to die here!)

Fraser's eyes suddenly became sharp: "My justice has not been fully implemented yet!! I will definitely live until the end!!!"

He grabbed the corners of the coat with both hands and quickly spread it out. The strong coat suddenly bulged. After experiencing intense discomfort, Fraser's falling speed slowed down instantly and reached a relatively safe point for him.

"Dang!"

Fraser bent his legs and stepped on the mast of a ship. Then he pushed hard and his body was ejected - with the force of his fall, he hit the deck like a cannonball.

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"Someone came down from above!"

"Someone is down?! Who is it?!"

"It's me!"

Fraser, who was kneeling on one knee, slowly stood up and took out the scimitar from his waist, "I am Officer 'Sciencesa' Fraser, Lord Aatrox asked me to assist you!"

After a moment of silence, huge cheers erupted on the ship.

"It's Sir Scimitar Fraser!"

"So handsome! That appearance! It's a hundred percent!!"

"Lead us to attack the Roger Pirates! Lord Fraser!"

…

Looking at these miscellaneous fish pirates in a state of excitement, Fraser nodded with satisfaction. It was not that he really wanted to lead these miscellaneous fish to attack Roger and his group, but that he needed to use these pirates

During a big storm, we set up a boat to escape from the sea.

And from a certain perspective, if Frazier manipulates it properly, he can use this incident to accumulate some strength and reputation for himself, paving the way for future undercover work - according to Porusalino,

If the Golden Lion falls, he will have to find the next force that can be an undercover agent.

But...

(No matter how I look, I don’t feel any sign of an approaching storm. Is Major General Porusalino really okay...)

Looking at the clear sky that could be said to be cloudless, Frazier secretly worried in his heart.

…

Fraser's worries are of course completely unnecessary. After all, although Porusalino is usually glib, he has always been very reliable in doing things. The moment he received the notice from the Warring States Marshal, he started to work on it.

Ready.
To be continued...