Hongjue: I'm Fighting Rayleigh? (Two-in-One)

"Cough... cough cough..."

Amidst the coughing, a sudden loud noise came from ahead, and a crescent-shaped white light fell from the sky, tearing apart the sea in front of them.

The Shockwave whipped up huge waves that crashed towards the small boat he was in.

"Ahem... what happened up there?"

Pedro's pupils contracted sharply. He tried to get up, but his weakened body caused him to fall again.

Seeing that the giant wave was about to smash his boat to pieces, Pedro gritted his teeth and used the last of his strength to swing his hand forward.

"Electric Shunga!"

Sizzle, sizzle!

Pedro's right claw was wrapped in electricity, and with a crackling sound of electrical explosions, he swung his claw, piercing through the oncoming wave and saving the small boat beneath him.

After the blow, Pedro breathed heavily, the movement aggravating his internal injuries and causing him to wince in pain.

He kept his head down, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain.

We must go back, back to Zou! We can't die here!

His strong willpower kept him going.

Just then, a clear, ethereal voice rang out from above.

A leopard?

"!?"

Pedro's heart stopped for a split second.

Enemy?

If they encounter an enemy in this situation, it's all over.

He nervously and slowly raised his head, until his chin was at a 70-degree angle, before he finally saw the person who was speaking.

"Angels...?"

A pure white angel, with pristine white wings, wielding a cross-shaped lightsaber—was he the one who just cleaved the sea in two?

Pedro was observing Dimon, Dimon was also sizing him up, finding him increasingly familiar.

"Ain, who is he?"

[Master, he is Pedro, captain of the Knox Pirates, a leopard-type Mink Tribe, with a bounty of 382 million Beli.]

This is truly the New World; you can encounter pirates with bounties of 300 million just by strolling around.

Dimon remembered who the other person was.

"So it was you."

"You... you know me?"

Pedro was stunned. He didn't remember knowing an angel and even suspected that he was already dead and that the angel had come to take his soul.

However, the constant pain in his body kept him alert.

I am still alive, but I am about to die.

"I just happened to have heard of you."

From his vantage point above, Dimon's Observation Haki detected a faint voice emanating from Pedro, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

What's this guy doing here?

As he pondered, Dimon released the Angel Sword from his hand, and the cross returned to the back of his head, floating there without any contact.

"Who... who are you? What do you want?"

Pedro gritted his teeth; he no longer had the strength to fight. If the other side harbored ill intentions, his journey might be forever halted here.

"Your Mink Tribe's kingdom is located on the back of the giant elephant Zou. That elephant is always patrolling the sea, never stopping, and cannot be found by ordinary means."

Dimon spoke calmly and unhurriedly:

"And you Mink Tribe seem to possess a special racial talent: no matter where you are, you can accurately find your way home."

Pedro: "..."

He gradually understood what the other person meant.

As if confirming his conjecture, Dimon continued:

"As the price for saving your life, you have shown us the way."

"You? Who are you?"

"The Seven Deadly Sins, Pride, Belial."

Upon hearing this, Pedro froze. The name of the Seven Deadly Sins was legendary; these days, he heard news of this organization everywhere he went.

Even just a few days ago, when he attempted to seize the Poneglyph from Big Mom on Whole Cake Island, he heard about the feud between the Seven Deadly Sins and the Charlotte Family from his former companions.

The guy in front of me Pride... and he's even a cadre!

Pedro felt a sense of pressure coming over him, and his whole body tensed up as he said:

"You want to go to Zou? What do you want to do!?"

"This is none of your business."

"I refuse!!"

Dimon laughed. "The weak have no right to refuse, little leopard. You're lucky to have met me. Be grateful for fate."

After saying that, he gently blew a breath towards the other person.

"The Breath of the Archangel"

Chapter 165 Hongjue: Me, Fight Rayleigh? (Part 2)

Light, soft light, pure light, sacred light.

In Pedro's eyes, Dimon was bathed in divine light, gently blowing a breath toward him.

Holy light, like a spring breeze, caressed my face, erasing all pain.

Pedro felt as if he had returned to his mother's womb, and the holy light was healing his wounds.

The eyeballs that had been gouged out are now growing back into the flesh, like a newborn baby witnessing this magnificent world once again.

"What?"

Pedro was stunned into silence. He subconsciously rubbed his left eye socket. "Even the eye I lost..."

"What are you surprised about? It's just a minor method to heal the injury." Dimon retorted, "Who gouged out your left eye?"

It was me...

Pedro paused for a moment, then ultimately chose to answer truthfully.

Regardless of the other party's purpose in wanting to go to Zou, at least for now, he was his benefactor, and he couldn't avoid answering his benefactor's questions.

"Not long ago, my companions and I traveled to the Totto Land, hoping to obtain a copy of the Poneglyph..."

Before Dimon could even ask, Pedro proactively recounted his previous experiences.

The matter is not complicated. Simply put, Pedro and his companions infiltrated Totto Land with the intention of stealing the Poneglyphs from Big Mom.

The result, of course, was that they were exposed.

The dignity of the Four Emperors cannot be offended, and Charlotte Linlin punishes them by taking away their lifespans.

His companion died on the spot after only 30 years of his lifespan had been taken away.

Pedro had someone plead for him, and he gouged out his left eye as an atonement, so he was only stripped of 50 years of his life and survived by sheer luck.

After leaving Whole Cake Island, he drifted along in his small sampan until he met Dimon.

"... That's my experience."

"I didn't mean to ask."

Dimon was speechless, and then he saw Pedro, who had recovered from his injuries, kneel down and kowtow to him.

"My benefactor! You saved my life, and I have no way to repay you!"

"No need, you just need to lead the way to Zou."

"My benefactor, what is your purpose? I don't want to bring disaster to my hometown!"

Pedro was a tough guy; he raised his head and looked directly at the angel bathed in holy light.

"If your arrival brings bad things to Zou, I'll give you my life right now!"

His gaze was firm, unwavering in the slightest.

Dimon gazed at her silently for a moment, then said softly:

"Don't worry, it's just a matter of going to your place to make a copy of the Poneglyph. I know there's one in Zou."

Should I believe you?

"When did you develop the illusion that you have the option to choose between believing and not believing?"

Dimon couldn't help but sneer, "In this world, the weak can't even decide where they die."

Pedro lowered his head.

His benefactor was right; he believed that even if he didn't want to, the other party had many ways to force him.

"I understand, I'll take you there."

Dimon remained noncommittal and immediately activated the summoning teleportation array.

The golden light released from his palm etched a pentagram magic circle on the ship, and a moment later, a bewildered Lycaon was summoned there.

"Lycaon, follow him to Zou. Summon me when we arrive."

Only then did Lycaon see the holy angel in the sky, and he thought to himself, "What blinding holy light!" He quickly recognized his master's voice.

"Yes, sir!"

After saying that, Lycaon scratched his head and looked at the kneeling Pedro, "Who are you? A fellow human... no, wait, a human?"

He sniffed, but couldn't detect the devil's scent on Pedro.

Pedro turned around, dumbfounded, and recognized Lycaon:

"You are... Lycaon, the werewolf of the Seven Deadly Sins!"

"That's right, I am [Werewolf] Lycaon!"

Lycaon's eyes lit up, and he deliberately emphasized the word "werewolf." He felt a surge of goodwill towards Pedro; finally, someone hadn't called him a dog on their first meeting.

"You're Mink Tribe too, aren't you? If so, why do you need me to lead the way?" Pedro asked, puzzled.

Dimon disdained to explain such a question, and simply gave a curt instruction:

He's in your hands now.

As soon as he finished speaking, the holy light faded, and Dimon spread his wings and flew away, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

Lycaon patted Pedro on the shoulder casually and chuckled:

"I was born offshore and have never been to Zou."

"I see..."

"Stop talking nonsense, what's your name?"

Pedro.

How long does it take to get to Zou?

"I don't know either. Zou has been moving constantly. I only know the general direction..."

After arranging for Lycaon to accompany Pedro to Zou, Dimon temporarily left the matter to his own devices.