This is the safest approach.
"about there."
The flying squirrel's cold eyes glanced at Jim's vitals, holding the knife in front of him and leaning half forward.
Flying Squirrel Riding the Wind!
The flying squirrel stepped forward with its right foot.
Uh-huh!
The body that leaned forward half-way, like a flying squirrel skimming at low altitude, arrived in front of Jim in an instant.
The long knife held in his hand was covered with a solid armament color.
Taking advantage of the forward momentum, the long knife slashed out a sharp blade, like a straight white line, piercing Jim's head and tail.
laugh! ! !
Jim groaned, his vision turned black, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his body.
This powerful slash caused his limbs to suddenly lose strength, and his huge and heavy body tilted to one side, almost falling to the ground.
But in the next moment, Jim's pupils suddenly focused.
If he falls, it means that Philo will become the next target of the Navy.
We can't fall like this, we can't fall now...
Even if it lasts just one more second...
Jim held on to his injuries and managed to stabilize his body.
"Jim...!!!"
Seeing the large amount of blood spurting out from Jim's body, Philo's face turned pale, and he took out a small test tube filled with pink liquid from his arms like a reflex.
Jim's body quickly returned to his human form.
The body, which was as tall as a tower, was covered with numerous wounds.
Many are scars from old wounds, but many are new wounds.
The dripping blood dyed his body red.
"I...it's okay..."
Jim's voice was distorted.
He looked back at the test tube held in Philo's hand. The solemn look on his face could not be concealed even by the blood.
“…”
He didn't speak, but shook his head at Philo.
Philo's hand holding the test tube couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The flying squirrel severely injured Jim with a Wind Controlling Flying Squirrel Strike. He quickly turned around, looked at Jim who had almost turned into a bloody man, and said coldly:
"Before I drew the sword, I knew that this sword alone would not be able to completely defeat you, but the next sword..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Flying Squirrel used Shao, and his figure disappeared instantly.
The next second.
The flying squirrel revealed itself to Jim.
It was obvious that he could take advantage of the situation and slash Jim from the back, but this elite lieutenant general of the headquarters seemed to disdain to use the sword from behind, and deliberately walked around in front of Jim.
The long knife wrapped in armed colors was slashed towards Jim's head.
Jim raised his eyes, a cold light reflected in his pupils.
Block it...
Jim wanted to resist the flying squirrel's knife with his fists wrapped in armed colors.
The armor was used, but the arms kept moving.
Jim's eyes narrowed, he roared, and then raised his arm with difficulty.
But it was too late.
At this critical moment, an invisible wind of sickle and weasel swords struck across.
I haven't seen him, I haven't seen his sword.
A burst of sparks suddenly burst out from under the flying squirrel's sword.
"Um?"
The flying squirrel was slightly startled, and was forced back by this invisible slash.
A circle of wind stirred up on the ground in front of Jim.
Cavendish reveals himself in a circle of wind.
He saw the test tube held in Philo's hand, and seemed to notice something. His handsome face was filled with stern anger.
“Cavendish…!!!”
The surrounding marines looked coldly at Cavendish, who showed up to help Jim block the fatal knife.
Chapter 313 Black Rain
The surrounding navies stared closely at Cavendish.
After dealing with the difficult Jim, the remaining Philo can be dealt with easily.
Once the battle is over, with their combat power well preserved, they can become a mobile team and then support their colleagues in need according to the situation on the field.
But the appearance of Cavendish destroyed this expectation.
The flying squirrel looked at Cavendish coldly and said: "You must be ready to wake up when you step down as the Shichibukai at this time, Cavendish."
“…”
Cavendish said nothing and glared at the navy in the field.
According to his lively and showy personality in the past, after blocking the flying squirrel's attack, he would definitely say some beautiful words first.
But he was very angry at this moment, and he was not in the mood to say the opening words.
"You are the ones who should be prepared to wake up."
Cavendish's angry eyes slowly glanced at every navy present.
If before he came, he would have watched Philo fall in a pool of blood.
Then he will never forgive himself in this life.
Fortunately, I caught up with…
For the first time since merging with Lige, Cavendish was so grateful for the strength and speed that Lige brought to him.
Without saying any more nonsense, Cavendish moved and disappeared instantly.
Swish—
The invisible slash that blended into the night set off a sharp scythe of wind while moving at super high speed, sweeping towards the nearest flying squirrel.
"Swift sword..."
The flying squirrel's eyes were filled with red light. He held the knife in both hands and advanced instead of retreating, facing the sweeping sickle wind calmly.
The long knife in his hand shook out a series of afterimages, quickly piercing the sickle wind.
With the help of knowledge and color, the flying squirrel accurately blocked all the slashes directed at him.
Dangdang...!
The fierce collision between the swords caused dazzling sparks to burst out around the flying squirrel.
The surrounding rocky ground was cut with slashes by the sickle wind that spread to all directions.
In just a second or two, the flying squirrel and Cavendish exchanged countless blows.
The slash marks on the rocky ground beside him were so densely packed that it was difficult to measure.
Since being defeated by Mod on Plague Island, Flying Squirrel has learned from the painful experience and has been crazily improving its strength.
Compared with what he was like back then on Plague Island, it can be said that he is completely different now.
"If you think that I am the kind of weakling who will be instantly defeated by the 'Swift Sword', then you'd better restrain your meaningless anger, Cavendish..."
The flying squirrel's eyes were sharp and focused on blocking the stormy onslaught from Cavendish.
As long as he was not interrupted, he would have the confidence to block all Cavendish's slashes.
But before such a powerful slashing attack, it was difficult for him to find a chance to counterattack, so he could only focus all his attention on defense.
If it was a one-on-one situation, the flying squirrel wouldn't be so calm.
After all, he is the suppressed side. If he cannot find a chance to counterattack, there is a high probability that he will be suppressed by Cavendish and lose.
But this is not a duel, but a war.
As long as he could withstand Cavendish's onslaught, he needed no aid.
As for the companions present, you can take care of Jim and Philo first.
Within the battle circle.
Stockaberry calmly looked at the flying squirrel and Cavendish who were frantically fighting swords.
After confirming that the Flying Squirrel could parry Cavendish's offensive, he pointed the knife at Jim and Philo and said coldly: "Ignore Cavendish, get rid of the 'Evil Look' and 'Black Crow' first."
"yes!"
More than a hundred naval elites around him took action again, using various long-range attacks that did not give Jim any chance to counterattack.
Kicks, slashes, and even heat-coated lead bullets intertwined into a desperate and suffocating offensive, heading towards Jim.
Jim's face looked slightly defeated. Seeing another wave of attacks coming towards him, he was at the end of his strength and still managed to activate his human-animal form.
Armed. Defended.
Jim, who transformed into the human-animal form of a triceratops, mustered up the last of his strength, covered his body with his armor, and immediately protected Philo.
Lan Kou, slash.
Various attacks that looked gorgeous but were full of danger just exploded hard on Jim.
Bang bang!
Amidst the continuous explosions of air, a large amount of blood splashed from Jim's body to the surroundings.
After a round of offensive, Jim's body was as motionless as a mountain.
This man once again withstood all the injuries.
Seeing Jim who was in terrible condition but did not take even one step back, Stockaberry, who never showed his inner emotions easily on his face, was slightly moved at this moment.
"Evil look..."
Stockaberry looked at Jim with a solemn expression and said with admiration: "I have fought against countless pirates, but this is the first time I have encountered a man like you."
After saying that, Stobekari raised his knife to stop his companions from launching a second round of attack.
Immediately afterwards, Stobekari hung his swords by his side and strode towards Jim.
He would use the two knives in his hands to give Jim the final blow.
Jim lowered his head helplessly, and the blood slid down his face to his chin, and finally dripped continuously onto the ground, causing bloody ripples.
I could hear Stobekari's striding footsteps, but my vision was blurry.
The body temperature is losing and I can no longer feel any strength.
At this moment, Jim couldn't even move a finger.
Being able to persevere without falling is a reflection of his strong will.
“…”
Jim's lips moved slightly, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Philo took off the incomplete crow mask and stood in front of Jim, holding the test tube tightly in his hand.