There is no need to be domineering in seeing and hearing, Garen can capture Abusarom's body hidden in the transparent air by relying on his five senses.

He pretended not to know, but just deliberately looked in the wrong direction.

Abusarom was obviously frightened by Garen's reaction, and at this moment he relaxed and slowed down his escape.

Then, Garen didn't even look at it, so he threw the big sword in his hand sideways.

The whistling sound of the great sword breaking through the air has not yet dissipated, but the muffled sound of flesh tearing has been heard.

The surging blood splattered out, and along Abusarom's transparent body, a blood-colored human figure was outlined in the air.

"ah!"

With a cry of pain, Abusarom's body was firmly nailed to the ground by the flying sword, and the ability of the transparent fruit instantly failed in the severe pain of serious injury.

"return!"

But Galen recalled the Great Sword from the air without mercy.

Without the blockage of the sword blade, the wide wound on Abusalom's body was even more bloody, and the blood on his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Galen walked slowly towards the dying Abusalom with his great sword. The blood from the blade continued to drip onto the deck, making a slight sound like a countdown to life.

Without more gossip, Galen, who was determined to kill, just slowly raised the great sword in his hand.

But just as the blade was about to fall, a group of bats turned into black shadows blocked Garen's sword in a turbulent manner, and the sharp blade was no longer able to make progress.

"You can't kill him."

A dark shadow enveloped Garen from behind.

Galen turned around and saw Molia's tall body with red and black wounds and his two red and blood-like eyes.

"how?"

Garen was not scared by Molia, but just grinned with some ridicule: "Don't you go to the Navy for help?"

""

Moria was silent for a moment, but she clenched her fists and shouted tremblingly:

"Perona!"

"Go to that naval ship by lifeboat and ask the navy for help in the name of my king's seven warriors!"

Garen looked at Molia with a little surprise, and Perona was slightly stunned and couldn't react.

Although Wang Xia Qiwuhai is a lackey of the world government in the eyes of outsiders and an ally of the navy in the official explanation, he is actually a pirate who maintains a neutral position.

These Seven Warriors Seas are proud of being pirates, each with their own independent forces, and will never give their nominal allies any good looks.

For example, Molia used the navy to be a navy to bluff people to protect themselves, which is already a great humiliation for a pirate.

But now Molia really wants to use the name "The King Under the Seven Warriors Sea" to find the protection of the naval allies, which can be said to be even thicker than the city wall.

Even if Molia fell from a new star in the new world into a bandit who blocked the road and robbed, she never thought that she would have such a shameful day.

However, he did it anyway.

"Don't stand there, Perona!"

Moria's voice was a little hoarse, but it was filled with a different kind of determination:

"I'll save you three."

"It's not to let you die here!!"

"Mr. Molia"

Perona felt Molia's fighting spirit burst out in desperate situations and couldn't help but murmur: "But"

"Go quickly!"

Moria's eyes were filled with bright red blood, and she looked like an evil ghost:

"Absalom can't hold on!"

Abusarom covered his chest and his breathing was as difficult and heavy as a broken bellows.

He didn't have the strength to speak more, but just collapsed to the ground powerlessly, looking at the black shadow bat that was tightly protected in front of him with the complicated eyes of the dying man.

"Yes!"

Perona nodded heavily, then turned around and ran towards the life raft with a few zombie soldiers.

Galen didn't stop all this from happening, but looked at the big man who suddenly had the courage to stand in front of him with curiosity:

"I remember, you should seem to prefer zombie subordinates, right?"

"Why are you thinking about saving this guy now?"

Moria made a big fuss in her heart, but she didn't say anything in the end:

He really prefers zombies that will not die, and he has never regarded the three Abusaroms who were recruited later as their real companions.

His true companion has long died in the new world.

But at the critical moment when the island sinks, Molia made a choice that he unexpectedly did.

The same is true now.

"You can't kill him."

A shadow surged in Moria's body, and the solid shadow turned into the most reliable shield and the sharpest weapon in his strong body.

This is the melee usage of his fruit ability. He hasn't used his ability like this for a long time.

But Molia had no other way to be forced into this situation.

But the more desperate the choice, Garen felt a little headache:

He is not afraid of those fancy skills. Such a madman who is forced to a dead end and still has fighting spirit and still thinks that fighting with him is the real trouble.

Clockdal had already caused Garen to suffer such a pain before his death.

Garen looked helplessly at Abusalom who was avoiding far away under the escort of Moriya's shadow clone, feeling quite unhappy.

But he still retracted his sharp eyes that were nailed to Abusalom and looked at Molia, a tenacious enemy who blocked him with his flesh and blood:

"It seems like a protracted battle is going to be fought."

Galen sighed lightly and said in a low voice:

"Oh, I clearly said I don't use this skill."

"Spiritual Turtle posture!"
Chapter completed!