Chapter 619: Zoro, Get Me One Too
Meanwhile, on the Rennk Plateau.
Hawk Eyes leaped down from the back of a powerful yet pitifully helpless bird of prey. "That terrible attitude as always... He really is the same infuriating bastard!"
Apophis folded his arms and said indifferently, "What? Did you think you were popular?"
Hawk Eyes ignored the provocation and merely narrowed his eyes. "Where's your Demon Sword? If it weren't for the level you mentioned before, I wouldn't be interested in staying here and being gawped at by this troop of baboons."
"Baboons... Sword fighters really are a bunch of infuriating..." a pirate muttered instinctively, then jumped when dozens of icy gazes shot toward him.
"That guy's attitude... No wonder he can only live with baboons!" Vista couldn't help laughing and cursing.
Although everyone was somewhat displeased, they were intimidated by Hawk Eyes' presence and no one foolishly stepped forward to provoke him. At most, they drew circles in their hearts and cursed him silently.
More people were focused on the Demon Sword Hawk Eyes had mentioned. After twenty years, there weren't many people left who knew about Apophis's iconic weapon.
"You want to see it? Then take a good look!" Apophis raised his right hand. A flash of blood-red light appeared, and a long sword with an ancient design and crimson patterns, as if it had come from hell, slowly pierced out from his palm.
An endless killing intent radiated from the blade, swirling like a blood-colored vortex. Just one glance caused everyone's minds to sink into it.
"Wake up!" Vista roared, reminding his subordinates while also bringing many pirates back to their senses.
"What happened? It felt like I died just now!" The pirate who had regained consciousness was drenched in cold sweat. He had a premonition