One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

Click!

The sound of successive freezing sounded, and an ice road quickly condensed on the sea surface, as if a huge brush drew a white line on the blue colored paper.

Loya is very fast now. Under the full speed flight, it is only a short one or two minutes. The Ian Island, which just emerged from the sea level with a sharp corner, is in front of you.

When he came to this position, Loya slowed down his flight speed slightly, and his golden vertical pupils looked around, his eyes sharp as knives. The arrogance of seeing and hearing was released at the same time with the passive skill Enemy of Life, carefully exploring the surrounding situation.

However, it was not as expected.

There are no living people left here, and there is not even a trap that can bring him a sense of danger. There are only some little bugs who can't name names crawling in the quiet and uninhabited port.

"Did they run away?" Loya frowned and thought, but he then carefully looked at the port below and put this guess behind him.

The opponent could not escape.

In addition to the full of ships parked in the port, the entire port is as clean as new, obviously someone has carefully cleaned it. If they did escape, who else would be left to sort out the port?

"Is it hiding in the ground?" With the experience of Mott Island, Loya's mind opened wide.

hum!

Between the magic vibrations, slender ice lines wrapped around his fingers and slowly condensed into a ball. But this time, it's not a modified version of Frost Bomb's spider silk. It's just that the ice lines are entangled together. The "movement" and "stillness" of the ice modeling magic are perfectly integrated, so that such a thing that goes against common sense can be achieved.

The ice line became tighter and tighter, and soon, there was no trace on the ball, just a smooth ice ball. Then, the ice puck was thrown down by him lightly.

"burst!"

bang... puff puff!

With the activation of magic power, the ice ball in mid-air exploded. Driven by magic power, lines of ice shot out like bullets, piercing straight into the ground, and pierced the ground.

After the intensive insertion sound ended, Loya came to the conclusion through the touch of the ice line that there was no one under the ground.

"So where did the people go? Are they all in the Bibi family's castle?"

From the information that came back, Loya knew,

Ian Island can only be regarded as a small island, and there are not many places to hide on the island.

Most of the local residents on the island are descendants of the first-generation Bibi family. They follow the ancient teachings all their lives and dare not approach the most central castle.

However, according to the information from more than two months ago, these residents of the island were all used for blood sacrifice to raise insects, and it is not impossible for the remaining Bibi family and Assos family to hide in the castle.

Thinking of this, Loya fluttered his wings and continued to move towards the center of the island.

After Loya left, in the deep underground soil layer that even the enemy of living creatures could not perceive, the head-sized ferocious insects slowly moved their bodies and slowly crawled to the surface.

......

On the other side, a naval warship.

Because of Loya's... maverick, the flying squirrel had to make people speed up and move forward at full speed. It didn't start to slow down until it was very close to Ian Island, and prepare to land on the island and fight.

However, as it got closer, the flying squirrel felt that something was wrong.

Because here...it's so clean!

Isn't it said that wherever Loya goes, no grass grows? What's the situation now? Can the painted boards on this port be used as mirrors?

Also, where have everyone gone?

Looking at the quiet port in front of him, and the town not far from the port, which is also not at all popular, Flying Squirrel deeply felt that things were a little unexpected.

Tianlong people... No, maybe it's the Bibi family, they want us to go deep into the island!

"Lord Flying Squirrel, what shall we do next?"

The adjutant's question came to his ears, which made the flying squirrel come back to his senses. He glanced at the strange town and port in front of him, and ordered: "Pass my order, the original plan will remain unchanged, and all members will land on the island!"

Having spent most of his life working hard at sea, flying squirrels have seen many situations where they lure the enemy into the depths. The best way to deal with it is actually to arrange spies to investigate the information without any action, and then make a decision.

But when he thought of a new lieutenant general who didn't know where he flew, Flying Squirrel felt that he couldn't take that risk. Anyway, in terms of high-end combat power, and in terms of the number of combatants, all of them have the upper hand. What if there are traps? The ones I brought this time are all the elites of the navy, and the rich combat experience is enough to make countless recruits feel ashamed.

With confidence, the arrangement of the flying squirrel is naturally resolute. After speaking, he turned his head and shouted at the wavebreaker not far away: "Simon! You are fast, go around the island and see if there is anything wrong! If you find any problems, let me know immediately."

On the deck of the wavebreaker, Simon, who was carrying iron sand in his pocket, heard the words and quickly stood up to salute the flying squirrel: "Yes!"

Then he trotted all the way to inform the navigator to prepare for the mission.

Feeling the speed of the wavebreaker re-accelerating, Aldo dazedly got out of the cabin, and the half-eaten steak in his hand told the rest what he was doing just now: "Huh? Isn't it already there? ? Why don't we dock?"

"The situation has changed..." Simon said briefly to his companions, then took out the nautical chart and placed it on the ground to make arrangements: "We will make a detour in a while, and leave a few people once we find a problem. Guard, but don't act rashly."

"Okay, you have some experience, we all listen to you."

As the second son of the Westin family, Simon's military literacy is definitely not comparable to those reckless men who don't take cultural classes in the elite camp. For the arrangement he made, even Mingde, who is the boss of the sky and my second child, expressed his willingness to obey.

Simply telling everyone his plans, Simon clapped his hands and stood up: "Then, let's get started... um, Tony, where are you going?"

At this time, Simon saw Tony holding the sword alone, with one foot on the railing, ready to jump ashore at any time. Hearing Simon's question, Tony turned his head and smiled faintly: "Ah, you go. I have something to do here, and Loya asked me to help."

help? How can you help him?

That is a monster that can fight with Kizaru for half an hour! You go make soy sauce!

But this sentence hurts a bit, so Simon just thought about it in his head. Since the other party moved out of Loya's name, it must not be lying.

So, Simon nodded and threw a box over: "Take this! The Bibi family has been raising insects for generations, and there will definitely be poisonous insects among them. Common toxins can be removed with this thing."

Snapped!

A granulation abruptly emerged from Tony's shoulder and easily caught the small white wooden box.

"Thanks, you have to be more careful!"

After speaking, Tony measured the distance and jumped down.

......

Ian Island is a spring island full of trees and greenery.

With the effect of the enemy of living beings, no living creature in the forest can escape Loya's perception. It's just that most of these things are small animals or insects, and as for living people, none of them have been seen.

"Even if it's not a survivor, the enemy will come! Don't tell me that I've been wasting my time with my ass on the back of the shrimp for more than half a month!"

As the distance deepened, the still empty situation made Loya gradually think that the enemy should have escaped.

After all, Ian Island is so big and flying so far, no matter how bad it is, it should be discovered.

After flying all the way to the center of the island, only a small town away from the Bibi family castle, Loya stopped moving.

Looking at the crowded town below, Loya frowned.

"Hey, this is not the aftermath of the massacre as promised!"

In the square in the center of the town, there are children chasing around the fountain, stepping on the water. A couple who looked like a young couple were sitting on a reclining chair not far away, whispering love words.

From Loya's point of view, whether it is the prosperity of the market or the old man fishing by the river, he looks so uncomfortable at the moment.

Those scenes of tranquility and harmony made him a little embarrassed to land!

Weren't you attacked? Why can you still live so calmly?

Could it be that... the intelligence is wrong, and in fact there was no attack here at all?

Thinking of this, Loya called Flying Squirrel's phone and asked in a deep voice, "Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, I remember that the person in charge of monitoring this island is Major General Alex of the G-9 branch, right?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"I suspect that he lied about military intelligence."

Flying Squirrel: "..."