Pirates: Green Bull Marshal

Chapter 239 Nobody Can Stop Me! (Basically the 2nd update today!)

Yes, what if Cyborg Kong loses? This possibility seems not impossible. After all, at the top level of one-on-one, it seems normal no matter who loses or wins.

"Hehehe, well... we have ten warships here anyway, plus the two Lieutenant Generals Dewit and I, there shouldn't be any big problem!" A neat white back with a big back, even on a cloudy day. Lieutenant General Amez, who looked cool in sunglasses, spoke to comfort everyone.

But the atmosphere was still a bit heavy, everyone began to pay attention to the center of the battlefield in the distance all the time, even if they couldn't see anything clearly, they still stared silently.

Vidal was also aware of this problem. He patted Polusalino and Sakaski, and said in a low voice: "I think we should prepare early, just in case."

"Then what are you going to do?" Porusalino asked curiously, and Sakaski looked over with a dark face and said nothing.

"At least let's restore ourselves to a complete state first!" Vidal said solemnly.

They have only recovered to be able to move normally, and their physical strength may only be less than one-third. It will definitely take some time to fully recover. After all, his photosynthetic energy is not a recovery fruit specifically used for healing.

"You want to suck me again!" Porusalino refused, and even took two steps to the side.

"No." Vidal shook his head, which made the former heave a sigh of relief, and returned to his original position.

"In addition to sucking you, we have to take advantage of this time to eat, eat a lot of food!" In this world, food is also a good way to recover.

But he didn't want to do it himself. After all, the production of food plants also required consumption. Since there were warships, he could just eat the warships' reserves.

Porusalino shook his head speechlessly. He still wanted to suck me, but eating was a good idea. He was almost beaten to death and he was indeed hungry.

"Let's go to the restaurant. What do you want to eat? I don't know how G-2's chef is." Vidal put an arm around one person's shoulders and led them side by side to the cabin.

"I think it's delicious, at least their miso ramen is very good." Polusalino smiled and raised his finger.

"Really, the char siu ramen should also be ready, I love this!" Vidal turned to look at Sakaski, "And you, what kind of noodles do you like?"

"White rice with spicy dishes!" Sakaski replied with a cold face, and the three of them were already walking in the corridor in the cabin.

Three three-meter-tall men walked together shoulder to shoulder, forming a beautiful landscape, which attracted the attention of many navies along the way, but they didn't care.

"is it?"

"Then I'll make you a mapo tofu for you to enjoy!" Vidal laughed.

"Ma Po Tofu?" Sakaski looked at Vidal suspiciously, for a moment he forgot the previous rage and the experience of being photographed in a shameful photo.

"Ah, it's a spicy dish originating from the Flower Country of the Western Sea. It's so delicious!"

"Really, I'm really looking forward to that..."

"I don't like spicy food." Polusalino interjected, and the voices of the three gradually faded away, and their harmony was extremely inconsistent with the severe atmosphere outside.

It's just that the fierce battle between Cyborg Kong and Redfield lasted longer than everyone expected. The three of Vidal have been exhausted these days, but the situation there still hasn't changed at all.

Their state naturally fully recovered, but suddenly they had nothing to do.

The lives of the sailors on many warships are like this these days. They take their positions nervously, staring at the situation of the two bosses, changing people to eat when they are hungry, going to the bathroom after digesting, and taking turns sleeping at night. Woke up and looked out the window, and found that it was still playing.

This is too much to bear, who can be tense for days on end?

Vidal, Porusalino, and Sakaski were about the same, but Cyborg came here just for them, and it was hard to go back to the cabin to play cards or something, so he had to do other things besides eating, drinking, and sleeping. Standing on the deck with Lieutenant General Emiz watching...

"Hey, it's sunny!!"

At this time, a sailor with a gun on the deck suddenly excitedly pointed to the bright sky and shouted that the sky has been cloudy, rainy and windy for the past few days, and his whole body is wet, and his whole body is almost moldy.

Vidal looked up with everyone, and sure enough, the dark clouds above his head dissipated, revealing the original blue color. The brilliant sun hung high in the sky without any clouds, releasing endless light and heat toward the sea.

However, over the center of the battlefield in the distance, there are still dark clouds, strong winds, huge waves, the sound of rumbling collisions and the scarlet light of the sword are still there, and it seems that they have not been affected by any outside influence.

"Is this the top-level strong man? He can change the color of the world and the earth with the power of one person. He fights endlessly and the dark clouds never disperse..."

Vidal sighed from the bottom of his heart, while looking up thoughtfully at the dazzling golden sun.

The battle is still going on, day after day, the sun and the moon rise and fall, day and night switch back and forth, most of the navy has become numb, and everyone looks at the battlefield expressionlessly.

I'm tired of it, really... I'm almost sick of watching it, even if its sound effects and special effects are very exciting, even if the victory or defeat will affect their safety, I'm tired of it.

"It has been thirteen days of fighting..." Lieutenant General Amiz looked at the watch on his wrist and said softly: "What a terrifying physical strength. Is the gap between a general and a lieutenant really that big?"

"Weakened!" Vidal said suddenly.

"what?"

The people around him looked at him inexplicably, and Vidal reminded again: "Use your knowledge to perceive, Marshal Kong's aura is falling rapidly, he is in danger!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body was wrapped in a layer of green arrogance, and he rushed out of the deck with unbelievably fast moon steps, and flew towards the distant battlefield.

"Vidal!"

At the same time, the generals and commanders around who had awakened their domineering attitude also confirmed that Vidal's words were true, and everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"quick!"

"Sound the alarm! Get ready to fight!!" Lieutenant General Amitz waved his hand and hurriedly ordered to the navy behind him.

"Yes!"

In the center of the battlefield, the steel skeleton vomited blood, and fell on a broken plank that was only as big as a bed in the form of an ordinary person. The wreckage of these nine-pillar domains was scattered all over the sea.

"Damn it...am I still old?"

Cyborg panted and struggled to get up, but he could only hold on until he sat up. He really didn't have the strength to continue fighting. He glared at Redfield who fell from the air to five meters away, and said angrily unwillingly: "If I am young, After five years, you will definitely be the loser!!"

"Yeah, if you were still young, I should be the one who fell to the ground one day later." Redfield admitted this generously.

At this time, he also looked very embarrassed. The original large blood-red cloak had long since disappeared. The silver threads drooped even more messily.

Only the purple umbrella in his hand was intact, after all, it was a weapon he had cultivated with arrogance for decades.

"But it's not my fault that you're old, it's you who dragged your old body and fought hard with me." Laidfield walked towards the steel bone space step by step with his tired gold-rimmed leather boots.

"In a few days, I'll send that kid who dreams of being a marshal to you!"

"I said, no one can stop me from doing what I want to do, not even the Admiral..."