“Old man!
What happened here?
Tell me the truth!
If I find out you’ve lied even a little, you won’t live to see tomorrow’s sun.”
The pirate who appeared to be the leader of the three threatened the old village chief.
The old chief hurried over to the pirates with a fawning smile, repeatedly apologizing.
Good.
Keep their attention focused there.
Kweiv watched the pirates from hiding.
Seeing the old chief approach them and draw their attention, he was delighted.
“Lord!
The culprit is hiding behind that rock!”
But then the old chief suddenly shouted, betraying Kweiv and revealing his hiding place to the pirates!
Kweiv’s eyes nearly bulged from their sockets, boundless fury burning in his heart.
Why?!
Why betray me?!
Why?!
He roared inwardly.
Everything I’ve done was to save you!
Why?!
The three pirates immediately turned around, drawing their swords and pistols as they cautiously approached.
Kweiv forcibly suppressed his rage.
I can’t just sit here and wait to die.
I have to take them out immediately.
Otherwise, once the main force of pirates arrives, I’ll have nowhere to run.
A dark shadow suddenly shot forward.
The three highly alert pirates immediately drew their guns and opened fire, dazzling flashes erupting from their muzzles.
Only after the gunshots died down did they see the figure lying on the ground.
It was actually nothing more than a piece of clothing.
Not good!
A powerful sense of danger exploded in the three pirates’ minds.
A figure had already appeared before them.
Kweiv’s hand seized the gunman’s wrist, while another hand instantly drew the long sword from his waist and slashed downward.
The pirate leader’s head was severed cleanly.
Kweiv used two of his arms to hold the leader’s corpse in front of him as a shield against the other two pirates’ bullets, while his remaining two arms launched attacks.
Caught completely off guard, the two pirates were utterly incapable of resisting him.
The moment Kweiv finished off the three pirates, a blinding white light suddenly shone directly onto him.
Unable to open his eyes, he raised an arm to shield himself from the glare and looked toward its source.
The main force of the pirates had arrived!
“How dare you infiltrate our territory!
You really don’t know when to quit!” a pirate shouted from above.
“Kill him!”
Dozens of pirates immediately charged forward with swords and guns.
Kweiv suppressed the frenzy raging inside him, his eyes becoming razor-sharp.
He reached down and drew the other two swords from the three dead pirates.
Together with the sword he had taken from the pirate leader, he now had four swords in total.
Four-Sword Style!
Two swords were held at his waist, while the other two were raised defensively in front of him.
Looking at the pirates surrounding him, Kweiv took a deep breath, his expression turning ferocious.
Faced with the overwhelming difference in numbers and weapons, carrying all his unwillingness, fury, and grief, he raised his head and roared toward the heavens:
“Come on!
Today, either you die, or I do!”
He transformed into a streak of silver light and charged into the crowd.
Blades flashed.
Blood sprayed through the air—both the enemies’ and his own.
“Open fire!
Shoot him dead!”
Seeing Kweiv charge toward them with such terrifying momentum, the pirate leader immediately ordered everyone to open fire.
Kweiv had to deal with the swords and blades of the pirates surrounding him while simultaneously dodging bullets fired from afar.
Within only a few minutes, his strength was already running dry.
He gritted his teeth and let out a furious roar.
All four swords swung with tremendous force, whipping up a violent gale and cutting down the pirates directly in front of him.
As his roar echoed through the mining site, he planted both feet firmly against the ground and transformed into a blur, charging straight toward the pirate leader.
BANG!
A gunshot came from the darkness.
Kweiv’s danger instincts screamed.
He hurriedly dodged, but a bullet still tore through his thigh.
The pirate hiding in the shadows watched him and sighed in disappointment.
“Damn.
So close.
He got away.”
But with a bullet wound in his thigh, Kweiv could no longer move.
He lay sprawled in a pool of blood.
Under the blinding lights, he saw a blurry black silhouette holding a pistol aimed directly at him.
His vision was already fading.
At that moment, he seemed to see the old chef who had already passed away.
A tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.
He no longer even had the strength to sob as he quietly waited for death to arrive.
Looks like this is where I die…
Meanwhile, on the other side of the mountain, out of sight of everyone at the mining site, Valsa and his men were watching the spectacle unfold.
They had actually arrived quite some time ago.
After seeing the conflict break out, they had simply waited to reap the benefits after both sides had weakened each other.
“This guy isn’t bad.
Four arms…
It’d be a shame to waste them on chopping vegetables.”
Valsa smacked his lips.
Seeing that Kweiv was running out of strength, he gave an order.
“Adrian, he’s yours.
This guy’s pretty good, and his swordsmanship isn’t bad either.
You guys have never seen a four-sword swordsman before, have you?”
“Yes, Boss!
I’ll get the job done!”
Adrian swung his black warhammer and leaped down from the heights.
Clearly, Adrian had inherited Gabri’s massive hammer.
The weapon was more than five meters long, and among everyone present, only Adrian and Lucas had the strength to wield it.
Lucas had said that he didn’t like using weapons, so the hammer had been handed over to Adrian.
Adrian raised the massive hammer high above his head.
Like a crusader knight from an ancient kingdom, he carried unstoppable momentum as he brought the weapon crashing toward the earth.
“Eat this!”
The pirate leader suddenly looked up.
A gigantic black object was hurtling straight toward his face.
What?!
The earth collapsed in an instant.
Cracks spread outward like a spiderweb, while the pirates within a thirty-meter radius were blasted into the air.
Those farther away were knocked unconscious by the shockwave.
At the very center, the pirate leader was instantly reduced to a puddle of flesh.
The pirates were horrified, completely unable to understand what had just happened.
Adrian, meanwhile, swung his hammer like someone playing whack-a-mole.
One hammer blow per pirate.
In less than twenty seconds, most of the pirates were already dead or seriously injured.
The few who remained were barely clinging to life.
They had long since thrown down their weapons and fallen to their knees, begging for mercy.
Valsa’s current strength was already comparable to that of a Marine branch Rear Admiral.
After obtaining Gabri’s massive hammer, Adrian had become the strongest member of the Overlord Pirates after Valsa himself.
Having him defeat a Marine Headquarters Lieutenant one-on-one would be no problem.
Against a group of pirates who couldn’t even defeat ordinary Marine soldiers, sending Adrian to fight them was practically overkill.
But Adrian had just obtained a weapon that suited him perfectly and was eager to test it out.
He had already been impatiently asking Valsa for permission to fight.
Among the officers, Elik was the next strongest.
After all, he possessed the Sickle-Sickle Fruit, an offensive Devil Fruit, which made him considerably stronger than Lucas.
Next came Lucas, followed by Quans.
Quans had no intention of developing himself as a combatant.
Fighting simply wasn’t where his talent lay.
As long as he possessed basic means of defending himself, that was enough.
His true strength lay in coordinating the bigger picture.
He was the strategist of the entire pirate crew.
The battle had naturally jolted Kweiv awake just as he was about to lose consciousness.
He stared at the scene before him in disbelief.
Someone had actually come to rescue him, even at the risk of being hunted down by the Outlaw Pirates.
And their strength was astonishing.
In only a brief moment, they had eliminated every pirate present.
This sudden burst of consciousness was like the last flicker of a dying flame.
The next moment, Kweiv’s vision went black.
A sharp pain shot through his brain, and he immediately passed out.
He had already exhausted every ounce of his mental strength just by forcing his eyes open.
His body was completely drained, and he was covered in serious injuries.
His withered reserves of stamina could no longer keep him conscious.
“Hey!
Don’t tell me he’s dead, buddy!
Wake up!
Don’t die!
If you die, Boss is probably going to use me as a punching bag and beat the hell out of me.”
Seeing Kweiv lying motionless on the ground, Adrian feared that he might have died.
He hurried over and tried to shake him awake.