One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

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In the bullfighting arena at this moment, the battle is raging.

The group of slave gladiators who were defined as criminals and imprisoned in the bullfighting arena, led by Rebecca, was engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the soldiers of the Don Quixote family.

Although in terms of ability, one plaything of these arena killing games can hit ten soldiers on the opposite side, but they are imprisoned here and can only find weapons that can be used by gladiators. Facing the rows of sharp muskets of the Don Quixote family soldiers, most of the time they can only be passively beaten.

"Damn, who can think of a way to rush out? We will be surrounded if this continues!"

When the slave sword fighters were communicating, a large number of soldiers appeared on the corridor behind them. It was too late to blame the man's crow's mouth, several sword fighters stood up with their shields on their shoulders, covering their companions behind them.

tinkling

The muskets kept firing on the shield, splashing bright sparks.

The danger is temporarily lifted, but the situation is still critical!

But even so, the sword fighters did not give up fighting, they gritted their teeth and persisted, looking for any chance to leave here.

In the middle surrounded by them, a pink-haired girl wearing a Roman soldier-style helmet is closing her eyes, feeling every move around her.

That was Rebecca from King Riku's lineage, and it was also the reason why they dared to escape tonight.

Not long ago, Rebecca felt a few breaths away. After careful identification, she found that those were the Don Quixote cadres in the bullfighting arena.

At the same time, the explosion sound told Rebecca that this is an opportunity!

The enemies that Dressrosa has been waiting for for months have finally invaded!

Even though Dressrosa has been so peaceful on the surface recently, anyone with a heart can find that the atmosphere in Dressrosa has obviously become tense in recent months.

The situation where the cadres patrol the streets every day only happened a year ago when the Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, the hero Garp, came. After being disappointed by the inaction of Garp, the legendary hero, Rebecca chose to endure and continue to wait for the next opportunity.

Moreover, this time the situation is obviously more serious than the last time,

It is so serious that everyone who enters the country will be carefully checked before they can be released. Tonight's explosions and the departure of the cadres told Rebecca that it was time!

Even though she doesn't have the power to defeat Doflamingo, she feels she can still do something for the downtrodden people of Dressrosa. This group of slave sword fighters who were imprisoned for rebelling against the Don Quixote family is undoubtedly their best helpers.

"Those guys are really not here anymore! Come on, kill them!"

Now that I and others have been fighting for half an hour, the cadres of the Don Quixote family still haven't appeared. This situation made the sword fighters finally feel relieved and saw a glimmer of hope to escape from here.

Very slim, but it really exists.

"Rebecca, we will open the way for you! You take them first!"

A sturdy gladiator stood up, put down his weapon and picked up the shield next to him. All the sword fighters receive the training of one sword and one shield. Putting down the sword means that they give up the sword skills that the sword fighters regard as life.

"you"

Knowing that she couldn't cry, Rebecca bit her lower lip firmly and nodded: "Understood, please!"

It is impossible to leave without making sacrifices. Now, by sacrificing a few of them to give more people a chance to survive, Rebecca understands what to do.

"Hahaha, this is the daughter of the royal family!"

The sword fighter laughed out loud, and then stood shoulder to shoulder with several companions, each holding two large shields, and charged at the Don Quixote soldiers lining up to shoot in front.

"Shoot! Shoot! Kill this mob!"

A guy who looked like a captain gave orders loudly, and then he was hit on the head by the edge of the shield, and his body fell limply to the ground. But the sword fighter who attacked him was also having a hard time. He lost the protection of his shield, and several bullets hit his body, splashing dazzling blood in the darkness.

"Don't stop! Keep going!"

The thick shield wall did not stop, and when someone fell down, someone would fill it up. They used their own flesh and blood to build a long wall, opening a path to freedom for Rebecca and the others behind them. The soldiers who were knocked to the ground did not survive, and the sword fighters who followed closely stabbed their bayonets into their stomachs, venting their fear and hatred.

The young Rebecca was very unaccustomed to such a simple killing. She covered her mouth and followed the large army staggering forward.

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream from ahead, and the pungent smell of blood came along with the strong wind in the corridor, making Rebecca stumble involuntarily.

grunt!

Only the sound of swallowing saliva was heard, and the shield wall slowly stopped moving. Because in front of them, a claw covered with scales tore apart the soldier on the opposite side up to the waist, exposing himself to the moonlight.

"What's the situation? Where did those bastards go?! Ugh!"

The ferocious head sprayed a column of air, and there were still bright red flesh fragments between the teeth. Drake stared at the group of exhibitionists in front of him with a pair of emotionless vertical pupils, especially the pink-haired girl surrounded by them. He stayed for three seconds and then complained.

"What, it turned out to be a group of perverts!"

"Who are you pervert?!"

The sword fighters suddenly became excited, and they were about to charge forward with their weapons in hand. It's just a tyrannosaurus. Are there not many big shots killed in this arena? Don't think they will be scared.

"Boss Drake, can you take your feet away! Cough cough!"

Suddenly a voice came from under his feet, Drake looked down, and an undead soldier who had rushed too fast before was accidentally stepped into the stone by him, and his head was stuck in the crack of the stone, unable to move.

"Sorry sorry!"

Drake quickly retracted into the human form, and then calmly put on his clothes in front of a group of people.

"You are the pervert, okay!!!"

Sure enough, the sword fighters immediately became excited.

"Tch, a group of exhibitionists stripped all the girls' clothes off, and pretended they weren't a pervert." Derek rolled his eyes and pointed at Rebecca who was sitting on the ground, and complained faintly.

The sword fighters looked in the direction he pointed and found the only female among their group of rough men. For some reason, Rebecca, who was used to this kind of attire for performing the Backwater Sword Dance, suddenly became hot all over, shrank her body shyly.

Suddenly, the sword fighters seemed to understand something

At this time, Drake added even worse: "Could this be the legendary "Prisoner under the Moon"? I can't see that you are very good at playing!"

Shut up you perverted exhibitionist! ! ! !

Immediately, the sword fighters collectively collapsed. The basin of sewage was poured up, and it would be impossible to wash it away even if they jumped into the sea!