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Unlike the low-end solid cannonballs used by ordinary pirates, the Buggy Bomb is a high-explosive bomb carefully developed by Buggy the Clown.

One shot, and everything it hits shatters instantly.

The Steel Cutlass Pirates' ship had its vital mainmast shattered by a single Buggy Bomb.

The scorching flames ignited by the high-explosive bomb spread wildly across the wooden ship, quickly burning through the poorly maintained fireproofing and turning the Steel Cutlass Pirates' mainsail, foresail, and stern sail to ashes.

Now, the Steel Cutlass Pirates had completely lost their ability to escape and could only remain in place as a living target for Big Red Nose Buggy's cannons.

"Keep going!"

Buggy waved his saber triumphantly, ordering his pirate underlings to continue firing.

The Steel Cutlass Pirates' ship was clearly not made of steel and iron. Facing the high-explosive power of the Buggy Bomb, it was doomed once its sails were gone.

Before long, the sizable ship was blasted into two burning pieces of wood, floating half-dead on the sea.

"Hahaha!"

Buggy laughed gleefully: "Lads, move the ship over!"

"Collect the corpses of the Steel Cutlass Pirates!"

"Yes, Captain Buggy!"

The underlings, upon receiving the order, also shouted enthusiastically. They loved nothing more than an effortless, one-sided battle.

The Buggy Pirates' ship began to rapidly approach the heavily damaged Steel Cutlass Pirates' ship, and the debris floating on the sea became increasingly dense.

"Why haven't we seen any bodies yet?"

Chief of Staff Cabaji felt a vague sense of unease.

The Steel Cutlass Pirates had dozens of crew members; there was no way there could be no casualties from that kind of shelling.

"Haha!"

Buggy laughed triumphantly:

"It seems it's because my Buggy Bomb's power is too great, blasting them all into dust!"

Before his arrogant laughter could fade away, the sea ahead began to surge.

Three figures suddenly emerged from underwater and barely managed to climb onto a large piece of wreckage from the warship.

One was Wallace, a disheveled and disarrayed reporter, who tightly clutched a waterproof box containing his treasured camera and interview manuscripts.

Another was Nami, soaked in seawater, her alluring figure vaguely visible, not bothering to cover her potentially revealing body, also tightly guarding a waterproof box containing the "ten million Beli" personally gifted by Captain Steel Cutlass.

Unlike the disheveled Wallace and Nami, Garen's magnificent and radiant armor appeared even more dazzling under the glistening seawater.

"Captain Buggy..."

Chief of Staff Cabaji said in a somewhat stunned tone: "That doesn't seem to be the Steel Cutlass Pirates, does it?"

A well-dressed intellectual, a young and beautiful girl, a righteous knight...

This style was clearly very different from the Steel Cutlass Pirates, a ship full of bare-chested, tattooed thugs.

But Captain Buggy did not answer; he was just intently studying Garen in his full armor and greatsword.

"Captain Buggy?"

Cabaji continued to ask tentatively: "What do we do now?"

"What do we do?"

Greed that could not be suppressed had already appeared in Buggy's eyes:

"Who cares if they're the Steel Cutlass Pirates!"

"That tin can is covered in valuable stuff! Rob them first!"

The pirates immediately became excited. Garen, in his golden armor and with his greatsword, instantly became a walking, talking gold ingot in their eyes.

But before they could take any action

The target they wanted to rob took the initiative to charge forward.

Garen used his sword as an oar, paddling in the sea; his digitized body knew no fatigue and could operate at full power without weakening.

With such a guy paddling, the makeshift raft under Garen and the others' feet instantly evolved into a diesel speedboat.

The two sides approached each other at a speed visible to the naked eye

"Fire!"

Buggy quickly ordered: "Blast that piece of wood to the bottom!"

The underlings struggled to adjust the muzzle of the cannon, hurriedly firing the Big Buggy Bomb without taking the time to calculate the trajectory.

This round of shelling was pitifully inaccurate, not even touching the edges of Garen and the others.

In the end, Garen's human-powered assault boat successfully advanced to the side of the enemy ship.

Garen leaped from the small raft onto the deck of the Buggy Pirates' ship, standing firmly and glaring angrily at the large group of pirates in front of him:

"Was it you who sank my ship?"

"That's right!"

The clown Buggy, reveling in his masterpiece, laughed and declared:

"The one who defeated you is the great Buggy!"

"Buggy?"

Hearing that familiar name, Garen couldn't help but pause slightly.

Garen focused his gaze on the clownish man and couldn't resist pointing out the most conspicuous feature on his face:

"Big Red Nose Buggy?"

"You!!"

Buggy was instantly ignited like a powder keg: "Who are you calling Big Red Nose?!"

"Uh..."

Garen felt a little awkward; he had forgotten that Buggy hated people mentioning his prominent red nose.

But that trace of awkwardness vanished in an instant.

He had almost been blown to bits by that cannon just now; was he supposed to humor him?

So, Garen simply opened his mouth and taunted provocatively:

"I'm talking about you, Red-Nosed Clown!"

"Huff... huff..."

Buggy's throat suddenly made heavy, wheezing sounds like a bellows, and he finally roared in uncontrollable anger:

"Bastards! Kill them for me!"

The brief trash-talking session came to an abrupt end, and the pirate lackeys, upon receiving their orders, swarmed forward with long swords and short blades.

But most pirate captains have a bad habit:

They generally don't take the lead in battle themselves, always sending their lackeys and officers to deal with the invading enemy first.

This approach may be to train their subordinates' abilities, to wear down the opponent's strength, to test the enemy's power, or to show their esteemed position as the head of a crew; the reason is unknown to outsiders.

And the clown Buggy also chose the same strategy.

Buggy blew the horn of battle with one hand, but leisurely sat back on the wide captain's throne that belonged to him, and then admired the performance of his subordinates from a high position.

And his dispatched Chief of Staff Cabaji and Vice-Captain Mohji also perfectly carried forward this tactic, leisurely stopping their offensive and driving the more low-end lackeys to deal with Garen.

The task was pushed down level by level, and the hard work was completely contracted by a group of low-level laborers with no ability, no status, and low wages.

However, what Buggy didn't know was...

This kind of piecemeal tactic was simply free combat training and experience points delivered to the door for the protagonist, especially for a protagonist like Garen who really had an experience bar.

Seeing that his opponent had changed from an enemy hero to a super soldier, and then from a super soldier to a group of completely harmless mobs, Garen no longer had any worries in his heart.

He gripped his greatsword tightly, standing still in front of a group of grim-faced lackeys wielding muskets and long knives.

This overly calm performance made the fierce pirates unable to react for a moment.

The lackeys looked at each other, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward to test Garen's reaction.

"What?"

Garen simply casually carried the heavy greatsword back to his shoulder, and disdainfully laughed:

"A great pirate crew of dozens of people, and not even one man dares to come forward and take a swing of my sword?"

Garen laughed extremely mockingly, not even bothering to look his opponents in the eye when he spoke, exuding an aura of lonely and unruly "strong man" all over his body.

Plus his clumsy, unadorned door-sized greatsword, he would only need an eagle statue to be Dugu Qiubai.

"What are you still standing there for?"

Buggy's face instantly darkened, and a sinister voice sounded from behind the crowd:

"Hurry up and charge up and kill that knight kid!"

"Take his armor and greatsword!"

"Yes, yes!"

The grunts nodded in a panic, and looked at each other again.

Still, no one dared to go up.

They were so nervous that they couldn't even hold their knives steady, even before the fight had begun.

"Hahaha..."

Garen laughed even more disdainfully, and slowly took a step forward towards the pirate formation:

"When you were bombing me with cannons earlier, weren't you full of momentum?"

"You don't even dare to fight in close combat; are you even worthy of wielding knives?"

This was undoubtedly blatant humiliation!

As dashing and indomitable seafarers, the fury in the hearts of these vicious pirates surged like a tidal wave, causing their blood to boil.

These brave and fearless heroes unhesitatingly...

Took two steps back.

"Sigh."

Garen sighed in disappointment:

"So you don't dare come up and fight me, and you don't even have the courage to take a potshot?"

"You're so far away, I can't cut you even if you shoot me!"

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, followed by a flash of light.

After Garen's reminder, a minion finally remembered that he had a musket for ranged attacks.

"Ah!"

The tense standoff was instantly broken, and the first to scream in fright was one of their own grunts.

In this world, ordinary muskets are not as useful as swords, and there are countless people on the sea who can ignore musket bullets.

Judging from Garen's calm tone just now, he must be the kind of strongman who ordinary muskets can't deal with.

For that kind of strongman, attacking him with a musket is like slapping a tiger's ass; not only will it not kill him, but it may also arouse his ferocity.

However...

As soon as the gun fired, before the smoke had even cleared...

Garen very disappointingly clutched his chest and knelt on the ground, with an extremely vivid expression of pain on his face.

The minions looked at each other in dismay.

A silent embarrassment and shame fermented in the hearts of these seafarers.

"..."

A group of pirate minions, who had been intimidated by Garen's imposing appearance, suddenly flew into a rage and cursed:

"Brothers, go! Cut down this show-off!"

The minions swarmed forward, slashing wildly at Garen, who was "struggling" on his knees.

Buggy is known as a clown, and his subordinates also have a bizarre style:

Unicycle swordsmen, animal trainers, tightrope walkers, knife throwers, all kinds of acrobatic talents are available.

It looks like a well-equipped circus.

But no matter how comical their appearance, they are still a real pirate crew.

Murder and robbery are commonplace, violent extortion is a routine business, and bloody infighting with their peers is an annual pastime. Every minion is a true pirate who has seen blood.

So when these minions swarmed forward and attacked Garen in anger, they couldn't help but reveal a fierce aura that wanted to kill him. The blades they swung were all aimed at Garen's vitals, without any mercy.

Having been bombarded by the Buggy Bomb, which was comparable to a high-explosive bomb, and now being hacked at by dozens of burly men with knives, an ordinary person would have died several times over.

Since it is a life-and-death struggle, there is no need to consider showing mercy.

This is one of Garen's standards for killing.

So when a group of pirate minions swarmed up like ants carrying food, wanting to take advantage of the situation to take the head of Garen, who had "fallen to the ground after being shot"...

Garen suddenly raised his head and gave them an unkind "warm" smile:

"Thank you all for..."

"Helping me gather all the mobs together."