Pirate's Silver Fox General

"coming."

On the sofa, Crane was talking to Karp and Zefa.

Thanks to Foxy, Karp is now a unicorn-armed man like Zefa.

He was also blind.

"Teacher Zefa, Lieutenant General Karp."

Catalina nodded and walked to the sofa. Peach Rabbit was cooking dinner in the kitchen.

"There is an order from the Holy Land. The position of Marshal of the Navy will be selected from you, Sakarski, and Polusalino. You may have to fight."

Catalina spoke bluntly as soon as he sat down.

"The position of the marshal? Lieutenant General Karp and Teacher Zefa, too!"

Katerina looked at Karp and Zefa.

"I have retired, not to mention the position of marshal is not trivial."

With the establishment of Qiwuhai under the king, Zefa has become more reticent in recent years.

Karp on the side didn't speak, but just looked at his broken arm. Before long, he will also install a prosthesis, the same type as Zefa.

And he is a bit worse than Zefa, because not only his left arm but also his left eye is also blinded...

Chapter 670, Infinite Hell, Heir of the Devil

Ten thousand meters high in the sky, the wind whistling, a golden changhong flashed and disappeared among the billowing white clouds, leaving only a trail for a long time.

Looking closer, it was a big golden duck with extraordinary martial arts running, and the white cloud was like a flat ground at its feet, almost a kilometer away in the blink of an eye.

"Boss, we should be here."

Napoleon wore it on Donald Duck's head and was holding a route map.

"Quack."

Donald Duck stopped and just hovered in the air, looking down at the white clouds, as if he could see the advancing city in the vast vortex sea below.

In the next second, one duck and one cap fell quickly, and when the clouds formed a hole, each duck and one cap became transparent.

A few minutes later, Donald Duck swaggered in through the main gate of Push City, and the jailers patrolling around couldn't find it.

Teleporting in stealth one after another, Donald Duck followed a pair of jailers and quietly took the elevator to the first, second, and third floors below ground.

Arriving at the fifth floor of the extremely cold hell, the wind is icy and snowy.

From the map drawn by the Evil King, he found the entrance and hovered invisibly in the air with a duck and a hat.

Donald Duck hasn't stood on the ground since he arrived on the fifth floor of the underground, just because he was afraid of leaving footprints.

"Boss, this is the entrance, but you need a key, and it may trigger an alarm."

Napoleon compared the map and found the elevator.

"Hey, find a mysterious place."

Donald Duck flew by, stopped in a desolate iceberg, then looked around and found no phone bugs or patrolmen, and then landed on the ground with a pair of claws wrapped in arms.

In an instant, the ground was like tofu, and gradually disappeared as Donald Duck continued to plan it.

Dark, cold, and silent, the needles falling on the entire 6th floor of the underground can be heard. If a normal person only needs a few days, he will go crazy.

Quiet, very quiet, the whole infinite hell is like no life.

Just like that sentence, the mouse can come in with a smile and cry out.

Even mice are reluctant to come here, because as long as they step into this place, it means losing their lives, and the beasts inside will not hesitate to swallow them with fur.

There was a sudden noise from the top of a prison in the dark, and with the creaking sound, Donald Duck fell to the ground.

"Boss, it's so dark!"

Napoleon couldn't see anything, it was so dark!

"puff……"

Donald Duck took out the light invented by Caesar from his backpack, and the whole cell was lit up all at once.

"Light!"

"what's the situation?"

"There is light."

The entire world of pitch-black emptiness was like a sun, and many criminals imprisoned on this level looked at the light on the edge, their eyes narrowed with longing.

Some criminals have not seen the light for more than ten years.

With a flash of cold light, Donald Duck pulled out the snow to cut off the cell door, and walked on the promenade with the lighting lamp, looking for the cell one by one.

"duck?"

Many dying criminals were taken aback.

"Duck, open the door."

The whole infinite hell, as long as people are still alive, look at Donald Duck.

"Father, where are you."

"Quack, no one should die."

Donald Duck and Napoleon searched the cell one by one.

At this time the whole infinite hell began to lively.

In a prison in the distance, a long hair leaning against the wall dragged on the ground to cover the entire face, and a fuzzy figure that did not know the life or death also raised his head.

Two golden and green lights lit up in the darkness.

At the same time, voices rang in the ears of Donald Duck and Napoleon.

"Boss, Father God is over there."

Donald Duck came to the cell where Foxy was detained, and looked at Foxy, who was wearing a ragged prison uniform. His face was full of impatience. "Hey, find the crime for yourself. According to me, it's not enough to go directly to the city. Do you want to waste so much time."

The knife light flashed, and the cell door was chopped off by Donald Duck.

"The navy needs to build momentum and establish power."

Resuming action, Foxy stretched.

"Cuckoo..."

However, the stomach kept protesting.

"Notice that they can act."

"Know the Father God."

"Blu...Blu..."

"Father God has already come out, you can act there."

"understood."

Just as Napoleon contacted and smiled, there was a spiteful roar from the cell nearby.

"You...you...you bastard."

"World Destroyer, Bundy Wald." Falksey looked sideways in the cell next to him, but he didn't notice it in this month.

I have to say that the weirdness of this infinite hell may be due to some special restrictions that make it impossible to use even seeing, hearing and coloring here. The largest area is in his own cell. Therefore, during this period of time, Foxy did not interact with other people. communicate with.

Everyone here must keep nutrients to the greatest extent, so speaking is also a consumption, and even excess movement is a manifestation of the consumption of life.

"Damn it, why are you here, the prisoner last time was you?"

Wald’s eyes were full of hatred, and his limbs were now abolished into a situation where life is worse than death, all thanks to this man.

Falksey looked calm and turned his head to look at Donald Duck and Napoleon.

Wald could recognize him obviously because of Donald Duck. After all, he is now the emperor and not Foxy, and Donald Duck is a big light bulb easily recognized.

One more contact will confirm Foxy's identity.

"Hey, I thought this guy was dead."

Donald Duck patted Napoleon, then muttered invisibly.

"kill him."

Foxy took out a new light from Donald Duck's backpack and walked to the other prison.

Donald Duck pulled his face, and as the two sword lights flickered, the prison door was cut off, and then a blood stain appeared on Wald's neck, and the angry and spiteful complexion began to freeze.

"Boy, as long as you can save me out, I will let you be my subordinate."

Walking to a cell, there was a scrawny guy inside, looking at Foxy with red eyes and naked.

"puff……"

Foxy was not talking nonsense, and his fingers pierced through the former's heart.

These criminals have been imprisoned here for many years, and they are as weak as paper.

For such a daydreamer, Foxy had no interest in it.

"Please, let me out! I am willing to be your subordinate."

Excitement came from one of the cells.

"puff……"

The same finger pierced through the heart.

Foxy still looks down on this kind of guy eroded by darkness.

As Falksey killed several criminals one after another, the cell where the riot had started fell silent, because Falksey's unwarranted means made them confused.

"Is there no strong person?"

Standing on the dark promenade, there were only a few cells on either side with panting.

As he wandered around, Foxy found that few people could really catch his eye.

The people here are either too old, too weak, or dead.

To put it bluntly, those who can enter this level are basically strong and strong, but those who are strong in the endless years, a bowl of water and food that is not even porridge for a few days, can live for so long. It's a myth.

"As long as you let us go, all my buried treasure will be yours."

"Yes, I once offered a reward of one billion Baileys..."

"In the past, even Roger suffered a loss in my hands..."

Some people are unwilling to express themselves, vying to express themselves, wanting Foxy to agree.

But Fawkes looked down on it.

"Heir of the Devil Douglas Barrett."

Foxy stood outside a cell, looking at the man in his prison uniform with his back against the wall.

This is one of Foxy’s goals...

Chapter 671, Promoting City Riot

At the time Barrett was arrested and Foxy had done a lot, it was all many years ago.

At that time, Barrett had a magnificent and domineering body, but now he is skinny and can't see the strong spirit of the original.

But those eyes were still full of pride.

Looking at Foxy, Barrett didn't ask Foxy to let him go.

"After we go out, we will fight a battle. You win and get freedom, and if you lose, do things for me!"