Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A group of savages dressed in primitive tribal attire burst out from the Cloud Sea and landed in front of the fleet, making no attempt to conceal their ferocious aura.
Even Roy had to praise their courage; a mere few dozen men dared to charge his fleet head-on and maintain such a strong momentum.
"Blue Sea People, hand over the land on your ships, or don't blame us for being impolite." Combined with the tattoo on Wyper's left eye, he really did have the aura of a demon when he looked ferocious.
Everyone was taken aback, never expecting that the motivation for daring to provoke the Phantom Sword Pirates was nothing more than some readily available soil. It seems that soil might be an extremely precious resource on the Sky Island.
While Roy's foresight and marveling at his omniscience, his subordinates burst into loud laughter. How dare a few primitive people say such things to them? Did they think they were the Four Emperors or Admiral?
Although there were no words, the mocking gesture alone demonstrated Roy's attitude. The Shandia People were known for their volatile tempers, and if it weren't for the enemy's overwhelming numbers, Wyper wouldn't have bothered to talk to them. The mocking laughter was like a fuse that ignited a fire, causing him to launch a furious charge.
Although the Shandia People were reckless, they were not stupid. Just from their positions, it was clear that the handsome young man was their leader. With the intention of capturing the leader first, Wyper charged towards Roy first.
Wyper was fast, but someone was faster than him.
The Kenkon blocked his path, its longsword flashing through the air, sending him flying backward at an even greater speed.
"How is this possible? This is your first time on Sky Island, how could you not be affected?" Wyper looked at the shield in his hand in disbelief, with cracks faintly visible. If he hadn't raised the shield in time, he probably would have lost that arm.
"If you weren't physically exhausted, you would have died from that attack just now." As one of the earliest followers of Roy, Kenkon has naturally made great progress and has already broken through his limits to become a Master Swordsman. Although he is still a long way from becoming a top expert, dealing with a few Shandia People is naturally not a problem.
"Damn it!" Although he didn't want to believe it, Wyper could sense that the opponent's slash was indeed imperfect, as if his body was out of sync. This situation could not possibly occur in a strong person like him, which meant that the swordsman had indeed not used his full strength.
If we wait for the swordsman to recover, we'll probably be able to defeat him in just a few moves.
However, looking at the Impact Dial in his hand, Wyper's confidence returned. Apart from that terrifying new god Enel, no one could withstand the impact of the Impact Dial.
"This guy must be the strongest among them. I'll hold him off. You guys hurry up and capture their leader," Wyper said without turning his head, keeping an eye on the swordsman in front of him to prevent him from breaking through to rescue them.
However, his worries were obviously useless. The swordsman in front of him was speechless and even looked at him with a pitying gaze, which made him uneasy. "What do you mean by this? Aren't you going to rescue your leader?"
"You flatter me too much. While my strength is passable, it's debatable whether I can even rank in the top ten in the fleet. As for the captain, let alone your companions, even a thousand or ten thousand of me wouldn't be a match for him."
After hearing what the Kenkon said, a chill ran from Wyper's tailbone to the top of his head, and even his blood seemed to freeze. He turned his head with difficulty and found that his companions had been grabbed by two monstrous giants and were screaming desperately.
"Damn it, you two monsters, let them go!" Wyper hoisted the Burning Bazooka onto his shoulder and aimed it at the two giants, regretting his past actions. He realized he shouldn't have let greed cloud his judgment. Little did he know, even if he hadn't appeared, Roy would have gone after them; it was an inescapable fate.
"You're certainly full of energy, but you'd better be quiet for now." As soon as the seemingly harmless young man finished speaking, an invisible mental shock struck him, as if a great bell had resounded in his ears, causing him to kneel helplessly on the Cloud Layer, the Burning Bazooka rolling to the side.
Although Roy's Conqueror's Haki is far from being able to affect the real world, it is already not a big problem to distinguish friend from foe.
The other Shandia Warriors also stopped struggling. They simply couldn't believe that their most powerful warrior, the War Demon Wiper, who was even more ferocious than the demons, had fallen on the Cloud Layer without even launching a decent attack.
"Damn it, what did you do to me?" Wyper struggled to his knees, his voice strained.
"Hmm? You still have the strength to speak? Your will is truly strong." Roy walked up to him and said condescendingly.
"Die, Impact Cannon!" Seeing Roy walk up to him without any defense, Wyper immediately seized the opportunity and Impact Cannon in his hand.
Bang!
The violent impact vanished instantly upon touching the area in front of Roy, as if nothing had happened. If it weren't for Wyper's worsened injuries, he would have thought he was hallucinating.
"A futile struggle; no matter how many times such attacks come, they won't hurt me."
"Impossible, I don't believe it!" Unconvinced, Wyper fired two more shots, but the violent recoil caused his body to crack, and he was on the verge of collapse.
Roy, however, remained unfazed, as if his previous attacks were nothing more than raindrops falling.
Wyper sat helplessly on the ground, his proud head hanging low. Having witnessed all this, the other Shandia Warriors, who had hoped Wyper could turn the tide, also gave up the struggle. This invincible enemy was truly despairing.
"Who exactly are you?" Wyper was truly unwilling to accept this. It was already unfortunate enough to have an enemy like Enel, but now another invincible enemy had appeared. Was the Shandia Tribe really destined for extinction?
"You can call me God!" Roy's expression was solemn, but he felt very strange. Considering Wyper's nickname, could this be considered "playing tricks"?
"Heh." Wyper scoffed, "So-called gods are nothing but demons that bring only disaster and fear."
No wonder Wyper had this attitude; after all, the so-called gods were nothing more than bandits who had taken over their homeland.
"Those who defy me will naturally encounter disaster and fear, but those who obey me will be able to obtain dreams and hopes, such as the land you desire most." For the first time, Roy realized that perhaps he really did have the potential to become a charlatan.
"What? Are you willing to bestow the land upon us?" Wyper couldn't help but use a respectful title. After all, in their eyes, land was the most precious resource, a sacred object in the world. Roy's actions were no different from those of a saint, and were completely unlike the god who had seized their ancestral land.