The Red Earth Continent towers into the clouds. With the help of the power of nature, sea water from the four seas in the southeast, northwest, and seas rises straight into the sky and gathers in a small lake on the top of Upside Down Mountain.

The rapid water washed over the cliff and the sound of the waves was overwhelming.

At the location that belongs to the West Sea Channel, the red clay cliff on the left is completely devastated, and a large piece of it is sunken in the middle, as if it had been destroyed by something.

If it were an ordinary stone, it would be understandable, but this is the hard red soil continent, and such traces can't help but make people feel frightened and fearful of the culprit.

That was the place where "Red-haired" Shanks and "Hawkeye" Mihawk had their shocking battle.

This is also where Flying Squirrel now leads his troops to set up an ambush.

The currents on the top of the mountain are turbulent, and it is impossible to use warships for defense, but the Red Earth Continent is a perfect foothold. Cannons are set up one after another, aiming in the direction of the East China Sea Channel.

"Report! Lieutenant General, the Black Earl has passed through Rogge Town and is expected to arrive at Upside Down Mountain in half an hour!"

The messenger walked into the tent and saluted loudly.

"Half an hour? It's really fast."

After a pause, the flying squirrel asked hesitantly.

"I understand, he... didn't take action against Rogge Town?"

"this……"

The messenger was stunned for a moment, then replied: "We took action, but we didn't harm the people. We just took away things from many merchants in the town, as well as a large amount of food and vegetables."

"Colonel Smoker was unable to stop it and ordered the people not to resist."

"I see, it's good for people to live."

The flying squirrel breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that no one was injured, then frowned.

"There are only three living people on his ship, so what does he need so much food for?"

"It is said that they were all fed to the ship."

The messenger swallowed: "On the outside, it can be seen that it is the prototype of a warship, but the size of the ship is more than twice as large as the warship, and it is alive and needs to eat."

"Alive? A living ship?"

The flying squirrel frowned and thought.

What is that?

Why does it feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before?

Shaking his head, the flying squirrel calmed down and said, "Inform the soldiers, remember to hide yourself and don't expose yourself to his sight."

"We have only one mission, try to sink that ship!"

Arrest is impossible.

Anything can happen on Upside Down Mountain, but arresting people is impossible.

The turbulent ocean currents make the ships going by like a roller coaster, and the "whoosh" is fleeting. Even if you can rush to the other side's ship, as long as the other side reacts and takes precautions, it will be difficult to determine the outcome in a short time.

As long as the time is delayed a little, more than ten seconds, the ocean current will send the ship to other sea channels.

At that time, it will no longer be a question of arrest or not, but a question of whether the ship will crash and whether the person will survive.

Moon steps also have limits.

How insignificant are human beings in the face of the power of nature?

"yes!"

The ordering soldier stood at attention when he heard the words, and then ran out to inform.

Time passed little by little. Standing on the edge of the red rock, with the scorching sun beating down on his head, the flying squirrel felt his heart beat a little faster.

It is an indisputable fact that Lovett took advantage of his weakness and escaped repeatedly.

This puts a lot of pressure on the flying squirrel, fearing that something will go wrong.

However, after taking a look at the artillery emplacement that surrounded the entire mountaintop lake, the flying squirrel felt a little calmer.

"You never would have imagined that I would set up a dragnet here!"

A round of concentrated fire from such a dense artillery position is powerful enough to tear apart steel, let alone wood... no, flesh and blood ships?

The ocean current brings speed, but it also makes it difficult for ships to dodge here, and they can only be beaten passively.

If it weren't for supply difficulties and the inherent insecurity, the navy would have established a new naval base here to prevent pirates from all over the world from flooding into the Grand Line.

"It's almost time, right?"

After glancing at his watch, the flying squirrel looked toward the East China Sea and clenched his fists.

Boom!

At this time, a muffled sound came, causing panic in the naval position.

"Did they... crash?"

A soldier asked cautiously. Most people were afraid of the Black Earl.

"You can't even see it, but can you hear the sound of someone crashing from thousands of meters away?"

The squad leader angrily rebuked and said, "Cheer up, everyone, and control the artillery!"

Boom!

There was another muffled sound, this time clearer and closer.

If there were people who suspected before that it was the sound of the other party's ship crashing, no one thinks so now.

Can you crash the same ship twice?

"In the end what happened?"

The flying squirrel felt vaguely uneasy and tried his best to look in the direction of the East China Sea Channel.

The weather was not good today. The surging sea current below threw the waves away like cannonballs, throwing up a lot of clouds and mist, blocking the view.

Boom!

The vibration occurred again, and the flying squirrel's eyes widened. He could feel that something was approaching.

Then...

"Moo!!"

Boom!!

A flesh-and-blood forelimb nearly five meters in diameter poked out from the mist-shrouded waterway. It dug its claws into the stone and stepped forward.

The surface of the limbs is covered with scaly human faces, giving off an aura of evil, absurdity, hugeness, and savagery.

Boom!

Another paw reached over, and the sky darkened instantly.

Looking at the abominable warship with a terrifying size and ferocious shape that emerged from the clouds and mist, the flying squirrel was stunned for a moment.

"Why...did you climb up?"

Yes, the Leviathan did not come up along the waterway. Instead, like an extreme sports enthusiast seeking death, he climbed with his bare hands along the edge of the unprotected and amazingly curved waterway. He grew six legs and climbed step by step.

Come up.

Suddenly, the flying squirrel suddenly realized that the opponent was as large and exaggerated as three warships.

"Damn it! The waterway is too narrow, they didn't take the waterway!!"

All soldiers at the artillery position: "..."

What the hell?!!!

This distance allowed the Flying Squirrel to see the Levianson clearly, and it also allowed Lovett to clearly see the dark artillery emplacement ahead.

Damn old yb, are you still waiting for me?!

The corner of Lovett's mouth twitched, but he quickly laughed: "Leviathan, rush over."

Flying Squirrel's idea is clear at a glance. He took advantage of the difficulty of controlling ships in ocean currents to focus a round of fire, so all artillery positions were placed facing the lake.

But they didn't go by water.

The current position is actually behind the artillery position.

"Moo!!"

Upon hearing this, Leviathan let out a wild roar, and its six legs stretched out from under the ship's belly worked in unison, pushing the huge body to run quickly.

It feels like a mountain peak starting a 100-meter sprint, and the visual impact is extremely amazing.

The sun was completely blocked behind, casting large shadows.

Looking at the Hate warship getting closer and closer, the face of the major officer directing the artillery fire was full of panic. He only suddenly woke up after the opponent crushed a piece of the artillery area with his foot.

"Everyone retreat! Make way!!"

From this angle, not to mention whether firing the gun will accidentally injure friendly troops, the opponent's flexibility alone is incomparable to that in the water, and the hit rate can be imagined.
To be continued...