Pirates: The Strongest Vice Admiral In History

They have no strength to resist.

Nor did he have the courage to resist.

They don't know what they are waiting for.

Miracle? Will someone come to save them?

"20 seconds."

"Your Highness, that woman! She is Kaido's heir! Kill her!!"

Kin'emon shouted loudly.

"But...but..."

"Your Highness!!!"

Kin'emon was very anxious, although that person said just now that he couldn't let him go, but...

Moan! ! !

Kin'emon pulled out the Amahazuken hanging from Momosuke's waist and handed it to Momosuke: "Go!!"

Momosuke walked towards Yamato tremblingly holding Tian Yu Yuzhan tremblingly.

"look·······"

Seeing Momonosuke walking towards them holding Tian Yu Yuzhan, Dylan leaned into Yamato's ear and whispered: "This is the samurai, this is the descendant of Kozuki Oden... this is yours... ····'Son' ah········」

Yamato's face was ashes.

not like this······

This is not the case in the diary...

Warriors... Even in the face of desperation, shouldn't they have to rise up and resist and fight to the death?

The integrity of the samurai... Shouldn't we sing elegy together and go to hell together...

"In the next life... read less of other people's diaries, serious people don't keep diaries."

After saying this, Dylan leaned into her ear and whispered something,

Dylan was standing next to Yamato, and Momosuke dragged Tian Yuyu to them, and he didn't even have the courage to look at Dylan.

"10."

Momosuke looked up at Yamato with snot all over his face, at the woman who appeared out of nowhere and claimed to be "Kozuki Oden", his "father".

"9."

He could feel that this woman had no malice towards him, and she was very protective of herself. but········

"8."

He glanced back at the samurai behind him. There was a look of encouragement in their eyes.

"7."

"sorry·······"

"6."

"You...you are the son of Kaido..."

"5."

"us······"

"4."

"us·······"

"3."

"We are·······"

"2."

"We are the enemy!!!"

"1."

Pooh!

Tian Yuyu cut into Yamato's abdomen, and Yamato's face showed no sadness, joy, or resentment.

She glanced back at Dylan.

The last words Dylan said to her just now were:

"If he dares to swing a knife at me, I will let you go."

·······

After Momosuke staggered back to the samurai camp, Dylan grinned: "Not bad, then... it's time to fulfill the promise. Kanjuro, it's you!"

Dylan pointed at Kurozumi Kanjuro and said with a smile: "You, you can live, come here now."

Although he didn't understand why, Kanjuro walked to the opposite side nervously.

No one in the Marine queue paid any attention to him.

"it is good!"

Dylan looked at the warriors on the opposite side and smiled: "Now the game is entering the second stage, this game is called... Werewolf Killing!"

"The background of the story is like this... There is a member of the Kurozumi family, among the 'retainers'. Twenty years ago, Kozuki Oden failed to raid Onijima, it was the information he gave, twenty years ago The return of the samurai after the year is also the news he passed on. It was he who gave Raizo's life card to Orochi, and now..."

"You have one minute to find this undercover... If you find it, another samurai can live,"

"Of course, except for Kin'emon!"

Before Dylan could speak, the warriors unconsciously took two steps back, staring at their former companions suspiciously.

Kawamatsu, Shinobu, Kikunojo, Kinemon.

Kanjuro standing behind Dylan looked blank.

But the five people on the opposite side naturally ignored him.

Momosuke looked at the four "retainers" around him in horror.

"Who... who..."

"Don't be deceived by him!!" Kinemon yelled, but there was also a trace of doubt in his heart.

Their actions back then, and the fact that they were intercepted immediately after traveling through time and space...

There must be a problem...

Is He Song... No! He was raised by the palace.

Xiaoju...it's unlikely...he was also raised by Yudian.

Shinobi...

She used to be Fu Lu Shou's subordinate! ! !

is her! ! ? ?

Kin'emon looked at Aren in horror and anger. She was originally a member of the Imperial Court, and later came to help inexplicably when the Imperial Palace crusade against Kaido...

"Ninja! You!!!"

Kin'emon pulled out his saber, and slashed at Anin.

Caught off guard, Aren looked at the saber piercing his chest with an incredulous look on his face.

"Brother Kin'emon..."

"I'm not your big brother."

Kin'emon drew out his saber, looked at Shinobi coldly, and then turned his head to look at Dylan.

"Xiao Ju and He Song, who can live?"

Dylan chuckled: "Sorry, neither."

"You want to break your promise!?"

Dylan raised his finger and shook it: "I didn't break my promise, it was you who didn't answer correctly, right..."

"Kurozumi Kanjuro..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha······"

Kurozumi Kanjuro laughed wildly, and then he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Dylan: "It's been a wonderful life to see Kozuki's house as it is now..."

After speaking, he stood up and looked at Jin'emon: "That's right...it's me, Kurozumi Kanjuro. A place like Wanokuni... deserves such a fate!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha········"

Dylan's flank, Kozuki Sukiyaki's mouth that has been pared to a skeleton opens and closes: "Oden...look at you...a good job..."

$1,000, no more, no less.

Shinobi, who fell on the ground, was still breathing, and blood foamed from the corner of her mouth, and she raised her head and looked at Kin'emon with difficulty.

"Kin'emon・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・」

As Aren's arm slowly dropped, the scene fell into dead silence.

Kin'emon looked at Kanjuro who was facing him with a grim expression, and then at Shinobu who was on the ground.

"A...Aren...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and finally put it down slowly.

Dylan raised his chin towards Tahir who was on the flank, and Kawamatsu and Kikunojo who stayed in place were reduced to ashes.

"Okay, the last game begins."

Dylan clapped his hands.

A Marine holds a frying pan under Kozuki's sukiyaki body.

Dylan looked at the direction of the light painting, and said coldly: "Kozuki Oden, he likes to cook hot pot with other people's ashes, such a person, you still love him, then..."

Dylan raised Shura and pointed at Momosuke: "Come on, cook hot pot with your grandpa's ashes, and show me the ashes. It's cooked and finished. I'll consider making your death easier."

In the iron pot, a pot full of Kanto cooking is placed inside.

Momosuke looked at the only Kin'emon left beside him.

"Kin...Kin'emon..."

"late········"

Kin'emon sighed, and the Kozuki family... disappeared completely.

The Nine Heroes of the Red Scabbard... also died.

"Cowardly, incompetent, selfish, this is the samurai."

Dylan raised his hand and sucked the iron pot containing oden into the air.

The hot pot that turned into iron chains flew towards Kin'emon, trapping Kin'emon tightly in place.

Kakaka.

As the chain became tighter and tighter, pieces of flesh began to explode from Kin'emon's body.

"You useless person..."

"Also worthy of being called a hero?"

boom! !

Kin'emon's body exploded.

into minced meat.