Shooting the Big Bird

"Captain Marco, you must be careful!" The crowd from the Black Duck Pirates said.

"Eh, it's alright."

Marco finished speaking and once again took his undead bird form and flew towards the sky, but what he didn't expect was that just as he flew up, a golden spear flew over and hit him directly in the wing.

The powerful cracking sensation kept Marco backing up.

"Captain Marco!"

The crowd from the Black Duck Pirates below screamed.

"It's okay."

Marco said with difficulty, suddenly having heard rumours that Roy was known to release a kind of holy light spear, did that mean ...

No, it wasn't likely.

The thought had just occurred to him and Marco shook his head violently, Roy was at least three kilometres to the west and although he could see their ship, it was only a black dot, it was not surprising that his sighting could perceive that far, but a spear could still be thrown that far?

Marco was right, he could throw it this far. After half a year of work, Roy's holy spear did not only have no CD, the range even followed his field of vision, the longer the field of vision, the further the range.

And the first one after the aura system was opened: Focus Aura, which allowed him to directly target one or more targets with a five kilometre range, effective on summoned followers.

Soon, countless spears flew over, and this time, Marco took precautions, dodging high in the air while flying towards the black spot in the distance.

Three kilometres away, Roy kept gathering spears of holy light and firing them through an aura of focus towards a fleeing blue dot of light in mid-air, the corners of his mouth curling up as he spoke to Plank and Gianna behind him, "The ability to fly through the sky is Captain Marco of the First Squad, did you see that?"

"Chief, this aura is so effective, I can see the hairs on that boy's head clearly!" Plank narrowed his eyes.

"What does he want to do, he's flying towards us, does he want to fight?" Gianna asked very calmly.

"I don't know, but did you guys ever play shooting games when you were kids, why don't we have a competition to see who shoots more times?" Roy offered.

"I'm afraid I'll blow that boy up with one shot, how can we compare?" Plank questioned!

"Yeah, my magic would kill him too!" Gianna echoed.

"Ah~" Roy smiled, "Don't worry, if it was anyone else I wouldn't guarantee it, but this guy, is definitely the best live target, barring Kaido, bar none."

"Oh?"

"It's good entertainment!" Gianna all agreed, the other guy couldn't die unless he fell into the sea anyway.

As Marco's undead bird form continued to dodge the attacks, the spears of holy light from Roy's hands continued to shoot out, the spears becoming more and more dense.

And as Marco continued to get closer, the spears grew stronger, after all, there was always wear and tear from flying farther away.

"It's really them!"

Marco had excellent eyesight and saw the three men in the boat, Roy's group, under a long break in the distance.

Bang!

This time it was a bullet, caught off guard, a much swifter bullet than the previous holy spear, it was Planck's "Gunfire Negotiation"!

Marco was used to Roy's holy light spear, and suddenly a bullet that was even faster than a normal cannonball, who the hell could take it?

"Ahh ..."

Marco screamed, he was not a natural, even with his regeneration ability, he would still be injured if he was hit, but whether he could leave a wound on his body depended on the power of the move or the regeneration ability, which was stronger.

Marco, who had been shot, was in pain and turned back into his human form, falling down at great speed, looking like he was about to fall into the bottom of the sea.

"Chief, this kid, he can't be beaten!" Plank blew a mouthful of gunpowder from the muzzle and spoke disdainfully.

"I haven't even done it yet, it would be too pointless if it ended like this!" Gianna was a little bemused.

"Hold your horses guys, this guy's recovery, strong as hell!" Roy grinned.

Sure enough, by the time Marco was ten metres from the surface, blue flames had completely filled and healed the bloody hole that had exploded in his chest, and Marco's hands had once again turned into wings to steady himself.

Marco was going crazy because he had just flown a little higher when he saw a mess of things flying over him - cold arrows, bullets, holy hammers and holy spears of light.

"You're demons, aren't you! You're poisonous, aren't you? You're dogs, aren't you?" Marco cursed a few times, spitting fen under his breath, and in a moment of carelessness, a spear of holy light pierced his chest once again.

"Ahem!" Marco eventually spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that there seemed to be no threat to Marco, Roy and the others stopped their game and set up their boats to gradually approach Marco, "Marco, how's Pops doing!"

The first thing he did was to hear Roy call Whitebeard's old man, Marco was stunned, usually only those who joined the Whitebeard Pirates would be called "old man", what did this guy mean, Roy didn't think anything of it, in his previous life he was a Haimi, he was used to calling his old man, if he called Whitebeard directly, he wouldn't be used to it.

"Tilio d Roy, you killed my brother, and still appear here today? Pops is very angry!" Marco said with drooping eyelids.

Roy smiled, "Marco, I wonder what skills you've been practicing under Pops, that Druzy and Squidward came out and embarrassed your old man, and both got a lecture from me, I wonder if you'll embarrass your old man?"

Retreat!

In a flash, Marco's heart had made up his mind, it looked like this guy was ready to make a move on himself, no longer could he stay here, "Roy, you're full of old dad calling me old dad, old dad doesn't recognise you as a son!"

"Don't you?" Roy laughed indifferently, "Better let me try what Pops' favourite son can do!"

Hearing this, Marco felt that he had overplayed his hand, he had no intention of fighting him one on one, not to mention that this was Pops' territory and he was coming, so why should he try to play the odds and fight a fight that he had no chance of winning?

I have to say that although Marco is young, he is already more calm and collected than anyone else of his age. If the future Fire Fist "Love Death" could be half as cool as Marco, he wouldn't be dead.

But then again, the reason why Whitebeard likes Ace so much is because of his hot blood.

As Marco fled with his wings spread, Roy turned on his "Fury of Vengeance" and flew after Marco with his two huge wings spread out behind him.

Although this is Whitebeard's territory, even if you do not have the certainty of winning Whitebeard, no, I should say will definitely be beaten into the sky, but it does not mean that you can not run away, invincible stove stone joke?

"Plank, park the ship far away, I'm going to test what Whitebeard can do!"

Roy said, picking up speed, the strongest man in the world, Roy couldn't wait to fight his opponent.