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Gulu.
Noticing the fountain of blood gushing from the gaping hole in the neck of the pirate captain with a bounty of one hundred million, everyone in the audience swallowed hard.
With a casual gesture, he took the life of a great pirate...
very scary.
"I...I know!"
A man dressed as a waiter raised his hand shakily and pointed to the ground.
"In the casino's underground bulletproof room!"
Chapter 43 Relying on Something, Easily Destroyed (Please support!)
The rain poured down, and the oppressive city of Latavia was like an enraged whale, the torrential rain carrying with it the darkness hidden within the kingdom, from which no one could escape.
The ghost shark, wielding a serrated circular saw, leaped down, its scripture ribbons swaying in the wind, as beautiful as a swan dancing.
"How can a battle be without music?"
She glanced at the casino's performer, smiled, and spoke with a hint of playfulness.
Is it time to perform?
The brightly dressed performers widened their eyes.
However, faced with those blood-red eyes, she took a breath and silently began to play her cello.
The bow was drawn, and the music roared!
The casino's somber atmosphere was unexpectedly softened by a touch of melodiousness.
The dim rainwater flowed slowly across the ancient and elegant spruce wood beneath the violin bow.
La la la la ~
Ghost Shark slowly closed her eyes, gently mimicking playing music in the air with her fingers, tilting her head slightly: "Truly a musical noblewoman."
boom!
The deep blue slash shattered the true form of the underground bomb shelter, and the loud noise even made the music stop for a moment.
continue!
"So," Laurentina seemed reluctant to wake from the music, her gaze calm as she looked across at the other side, "why demolish the Wheat Ear Cake Shop?"
Before her stood a rather flamboyant man, about 2.34 meters tall, with a sharp, cone-shaped chin, rainbow-colored round earrings, and a tuft of dark green slicked-back hair with curls.
Especially when paired with those cheeky, downturned eyebrows, it gives off the vibe of Crocodile, who has the face of a cunning businessman.
Each and every one of them has a ridiculous face.
Ghost Shark's mood instantly soured, and he couldn't resist the urge to swing his circular saw.
why?
Why would this monster be attracted?
A blind uncle, a monster navy man, and does that bitch have a hidden identity?
Looking at the guy in front of him who was even more terrifying than Queen Yusta, Moshe, whose forehead was wrapped in bandages, trembled and suddenly knelt on the ground, vomiting everything without hesitation.
"It was the Queen who issued the demolition order! She ordered the construction team to demolish all buildings on Jules Street this month; it's part of the old city redevelopment plan!"
That's right, it was all the Queen's orders!
Moses looked up with a glimmer of hope, only to meet the extremely dangerous gaze of the ghost shark.
"squeak!"
Laurentina lazily tucked a strand of hair between her fingers and stretched out her other hand.
A blood-red bat materialized above and instantly clung to Moshiko's neck.
"Ah...have mercy..."
Witnessing one's own aging is a terrifying thing, especially when more than a decade or so has passed in an instant.
"First, why was Alice's shop demolished first?" Ghost Shark pulled up a bench and sat down, crossing her long legs in black stockings. "Second, why was the ownership changed even though the demolition was supposed to happen?"
"Don't keep me waiting too long," Ghost Shark said with a laugh, propping his head up with his hand.
Waiting is an art, but art also distinguishes between beauty and ugliness.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!" Looking at his increasingly wrinkled skin and dry, yellowing hair, Moses spoke rapidly and frantically:
“The first was due to personal…personal grudges.” Moses couldn’t help but glance up; Specter’s composed expression sent a chill down his spine. He then said, his face ashen, “As for the second…”
Moses paused for a moment, his words faltering, "Because the residents of the lower town weren't even notified about the demolition..."
No notification?
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Tina, the first to react, flashed an angry expression. "Just for a few months' land use fees?!"
The rebukes echoed in the casino hall where the solo piano music was playing.
Then the surging discontent of the navy took over and became the main theme of the hall.
Greed!
A greedy desire that sucks the marrow from the bones!
Amid the commotion, Ghost Shark stood up and gracefully raised the circular saw in his hand.
Everyone stopped talking and focused their attention on this spot.
"My lord! I... I've told you everything, please forgive me!" Moses knew his sins were too grave, but he still couldn't help but frantically kowtow, begging for a chance to live.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of kowtowing blended perfectly with the music. When he looked up again, dust and...
Blood covered the entire bandage.
"Yes, you cooperated well too." Ghost Shark paused in his saw-wielding motion, then asked with a smile, "Can you accept the consequence of lifelong disability?"
Is he disabled?
Tina nodded; her sister's decision was appropriate.
Ain sheathed her sword, thinking to herself, "What a pity."
The sailors looked at each other, their faces filled with disbelief.
It seems too light?
Moses, on the other hand, was overjoyed; as long as he could save his life, everything was fine.
He suppressed the malice surging within him, yet his words were humble, like those of a servant: "Thank you for your kindness, I accept it!"
"Yes, that's great!"
puff.
The high-speed rotating circular saw was sharp and swift; Mosheko's head flew high into the air, and a large mass of blood gushed out from the shredded remains of flesh and bone.
Moses became Moses, which is strange and has no head.
This is the disability defined by Ghost Shark.
Everyone held their breath, blinking cautiously, all eyes fixed on the woman as elegant as a swan.
The act of wielding the saw was more like a dance to the music, only that dance was made of blood and splendor.
"Wow! Captain Laurentina is so cool!!"
The adoration from the sailors almost pushed the walls down, after all, the roof had already been ripped off by the captain.
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Laurentina suddenly turned around and looked behind her.
Immediately afterwards, Tina and Ain seemed to sense something and also looked in that direction with serious expressions.
"The welcoming ceremony was quite grand."
The Specter flew onto the high platform and lightly slashed, sending a dark blue strike straight into the distance, but it failed to hit the army in front of it.
Another strange ability at work.
Not far from the casino, an army in silver armor was marching, led by a woman in a high-slit dress.
She must be the queen of this country.
Beside her stood a hooded woman wearing a long white trench coat.
Behind them stood a densely packed army, numbering no less than five thousand.
"It is Queen Yusta of Latavia and Chief Scientist Moshi!"
Tina used Moonwalk to fly to Specter's side, her body, covered by the Justice Cloak, already ready for battle.
"A scientist?" Specter glanced at the inquisitive Ain and asked casually, "The scientist who created those robots?"
“Yes.” Tina took a bite of her Pocky and was putting on her leather gloves.
"Yo ho ho ho ho ho".
With a snap, Yusta opened her folding fan and laughed, "The legendary Navy Empress, and the infamous Black Prison Tina, I wonder what mistake my subordinate has made to anger you two so much?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a man in a suit appeared beside her. He was carrying two black leather suitcases, which he unlocked and found piled high with banknotes.
"How about it? This is my sincerity: three hundred million Berries, and forgiveness of the navy's debts."
Yusta smiled alluringly beneath her black veil, as if toying with the Navy's justice was a very interesting thing.
"Otherwise, let's face the guns and cannons of these five thousand powered armored soldiers behind me. You should know who has the advantage with fifty men against five thousand."
At this moment, all eyes were on Commander Tina.
Ghost Shark reacted even faster than Tina, extending her right hand and moving her fingers up and down like she was manipulating a marionette.
Click...click...click...
A bizarre moment suddenly occurred.
Half of the five thousand powered armored warriors suddenly turned around.
He raised the steam-powered steel knife and swung it behind him with a fierce slash.
Blood manipulation!
The Ghost Shark of the Returning Sea breaks free from its cage and awakens from madness.
She is at her most ferocious when she is fighting.
Chapter Forty-Four: Misfortune, Long Awaited (Hopefully You Are Satisfied)
"Ah!! My hand, it...it started moving by itself!!"
"Ah!! No, no, it'll break!!"
The power armor emitted a terrifying crackling sound from the soldier, and without hesitation, he swung his steam-powered steel knife at his comrade.
Dang Dang Dang!
The well-trained silver-armored soldiers were immediately engulfed in fierce combat.
Ghost Shark raised its right hand as if holding a conductor's baton, lightly and gracefully striking the prelude to its attack.
Dr. Moshi's scientific talent was no match for Germa 66's Jage; the armor she provided to the soldiers only greatly enhanced their lethality and defense.
It does not possess flight or other special abilities such as invisibility, lightning, fire, or extreme poison.
However, in terms of individual combat strength, they are still much stronger than cloned soldiers.
Moreover, Germa does not have the same financial resources as Latavia.
"Oh ho ho ho, it seems the talks have fallen through."
Yusta snapped her folding fan shut, and her proud five-thousand-strong iron legion crumbled instantly, leaving her looking quite displeased.
"What a pathetic wretch who doesn't even realize it."
Yusta leaned against the throne on the mobile platform, her bare feet raised high beneath her gorgeous pure black slit skirt, her expression one of indescribable arrogance and indifference.
She simply turned her gaze to the 'rebellious' powered armored soldiers, and then a strange thing happened.
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