I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Chapter 234 Panic

powerful?

Gilder Tezoro is undoubtedly strong, and the monsters of the New World are definitely worthy of his name. Even among the Shichibukai, there are few people who are stronger than him.

After the Devil Fruit awakened, although the Sith did not know how Impel Down City was created, in the new world, apart from Gilder Tezoro, he only knew Doflamingo Amayasha.

Don't look at Doflamingo being pinned down by the Sith during the battle at the top, but it also depends on who is going to pin it down. If the Sith or other generals want to pin it down, they can naturally pin it down however they want. Try changing to someone else and see if they don't hang you on the line to feed the fish.

But although he is strong, it depends on who the opponent is. Doflamingo can't beat him, but Gilder Tezzolo can beat him?

Of course it's impossible. Those who should be pressed to the ground and rubbed still have to be pressed to the ground and rubbed.

General is a watershed. Only by crossing it can you have a place in this world. If you can't cross it, you will still have to die.

Kaido and Charlotte Lingling can kill the Straw Hat Boy casually, but if they try another general, they may not be able to win, but if they want to leave and escape unscathed, it probably won’t be too difficult. .

Because of this, it is extremely ridiculous for the Straw Hat Boy to be called the Fifth Emperor. Anyone who knows anything knows that there is at least an ocean of difference between him and the Four Emperors.

He may not have reached the peak after swallowing Whitebeard's domineering energy, but he has undoubtedly crossed the threshold between the general and others. This crossing is the gap between heaven and earth. In other words, it is him. Hit Gilder Tezzolo as hard as you want.

The force of the knife was like the wind, like countless slender black threads, slashing along the lines on the giant's body. It was not a knife, it was simply a personal show about art. Every cut seemed to follow the lines.

In the blink of an eye, the originally huge golden giant was cut into golden pieces by the Sith.

The pupils were jumping up and down in his eye sockets, and Gilder Tezzolo began to panic. This was something he had not felt for a long time.

Why is that guy so strong?

His body leaped backwards. Rather than being cut into pieces by the Sith, it would be better for him to take the initiative to disperse the golden giant.

"Golden Splash!"

The gold was scattered, holding him up in the air like a fountain. The muscles all over his body were tense, and all the energy was focused on Sith. The current situation did not allow him to be careless. If he was not careful, he would definitely die. !

He was extremely sure of this in his heart, and he neither had the slightest chance nor wanted to risk his own life.

"Gold God's Punishment!"

A number of golden drills mixed with armed domineering protruded from behind him, like spiritual snakes dancing in the air, aimed at Sith, and projected straight towards his head.

The huge force is enough to penetrate the cracked gold stone. If you want to block it, you may have to use the special alloy used in the wall plan.

However, matter is matter and cannot represent everything. This is a world where a mortal body is enough to match the power of nature. Never underestimate the power of individuals.

Putting the fingers of his right hand on the handle of the knife, Sith's eyes flashed with a flash of light as sharp as lightning.

In an instant, the blade slashed out, and not only the shadow, but also the space seemed to be torn open by him.

clang!

The sound of the collision was extremely clear and harsh. Swinging the sword across the sword, Sith directly blocked the golden drill in front of him.

Several drills came at him from left to right. Sith exerted force on his arms, and the veins on his hands bulged high. The powerful force immediately pushed the drills back diagonally.

Dangdang Dangdang!

There was a continuous roar of metal. Tezzolo had exerted all his strength, and all his strength and domineering energy were converging on the drill bit. But the harder he used it, the more shocked Tezzolo was.

If he couldn't break through, he wouldn't be able to break through the Sith's defense at all.

In his eyes, the Sith's knife was not very fast. Every blow he made was traceable. He could see clearly that there seemed to be flaws everywhere, but flaws were flaws, but they were always just right, no matter what he saw. No matter how he attacks, no matter what loophole he finds, the Sith's knife will always appear in front of his drill.

The guy is close.

In Tezzolo's sight, the distance between Sith and him seemed to be only one step away, and the long knife he was waving seemed to be able to fall between his neck in the next second.

Damn!

He cursed secretly, as if he had been cornered.

But he can't. The only way to stop is death. There are too many people in this world who want his life. Whether it's the New World, the World Government, the Grand Line, or the four seas, there are countless people waiting for him. Waiting to see him make a fool of himself, waiting to eat his corpse and stand up from his remains.

He won't fail so easily, absolutely.

"Wilson Sith, how about we make a deal? You let me go and I'll give you money, lots of money. Don't you people in the World Government love money the most?" Gilder Tezzolo He spread his hands and put on an extremely gentle smile towards Sith.

He may not be able to beat him, but his weapon is not just Devil Fruit, he also has a weapon that can help him block everything - money!

There is nothing in this world that money cannot solve. If there is, it must be that you don’t have enough money.

Tezzolo, who had been a slave when he was young, firmly believed in this. His life in Gulan Tezoro gave him incomparable confidence and confidence. No one can refuse money, as long as the money is used enough, the World Government's Can't power also be mobilized?

Sith is just a prosecutor on Judiciary Island and a rear admiral in the navy. He can't refuse himself, absolutely.

"whispering sound."

The Sith sneered disdainfully and shook his head. Not only did his speed not slow down, but it accelerated a bit. The light of the knife in his hand was distorted and reflected phantoms. Tezzolo became more and more confused, and his knife and his momentum became more and more calm.

"The fight has reached this point, and you suddenly tell me to stop. Don't you think your words are a little too naive?"

"Asshole, I even humbled myself to beg you, how dare you not stop?"

Tezoro gritted his teeth tightly. He had never bowed his head to anyone like this since he ate the Golden Fruit, not even the World Government and the Celestial Dragons. How dare he?

He was convinced in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He couldn't defeat the Sith. Whether he would survive today would depend on whether the Sith was willing to let him go.

Eyes rolling in his sockets, Tezzolo continued, adding a hint of sincerity to his voice.

"Wilson Sith, do you know the Draconians? Saint Roswald and his family are on vacation in Gulan Tezoro. If you kill me, they will not let you go, absolutely."