If, if you play a role in it, if the blind cat encounters a dead mouse and catches the golden lion, then...
Holding his chin, Foxy had an immature bold idea.
Foxy couldn't suppress this thought without warning as soon as it appeared.
If he succeeds in the end, it will be a great achievement. He will definitely be famous in the entire navy, and may even be noticed by the Five Old Stars.
Coupled with Crane's relationship, as long as Foxy doesn't commit suicide, he will definitely be able to rise through the ranks in the Navy, and there are many unseen benefits.
But you are taking a huge risk, and you may even lose your life if you are not careful.
Even if he doesn't take any action, as long as he has He in the navy, he can rise to the top, but care is care, and he has to make some efforts.
Life is like a road, you need to be wider to go further.
"Forget it, the risk is too great, and the effort is not proportional to the reward."
Although Foxy wanted to increase his presence, his strength did not allow it.
Forcibly dispelling this unrealistic thought, Foxy sighed.
If possible, he would also like to fight against such a person at the top of the pyramid. Ordinary people may not even have the courage to face him, but Foxy not only wants to face him, but also wants to take action.
This is his character and vision, which is enough to show Foxy's madness and boldness.
He keeps growing.
There may be some overestimation of one's abilities, but it is this kind of overestimation of one's abilities that can make people progress and become stronger.
"Gawu..."
Next to him, Donald Duck saw Foxy sighing, tilting his head and flashing his big round eyes in confusion.
"I'm fine."
Foxy looked at Donald Duck and smiled, but as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes changed. He stared at Donald Duck closely and his eyes began to flicker.
He almost forgot about this guy. As long as he had Donald Duck's speed, he could really succeed if he found a suitable opportunity.
The more he thought about it, the more it seemed possible, and Foxy's courage began to swell.
But there is still a very important question, which is how to adapt to the impact of the overlord color in the center, or how to stay awake in the overlord color field.
Just looking at the scene of the sky collapsing is terrifying, and the scene where the whole sky is densely flashing with black and red thunder because of the overlord color is just like hell.
You'd probably be knocked unconscious as soon as you step into that area.
The golden lion's domineering color is not Doflamingo's domineering color. Comparing the two, you can see the difference.
But he, Foxy, is not afraid. It was enough to be inferior to others in his previous life. If he is still as embarrassed as a dog in this life, then what is he still doing?
With a fierce look on his face, Foxy clenched his fists and already made up his mind.
"Let's go to the battle center."
Turning over and sitting on Donald Duck's back, Foxy pointed at the center of the storm.
"Gawu..."
Donald Duck sniffed. Although he didn't know why Foxy did this, he supported it unconditionally.
In addition, Donald Duck is really not an ordinary duck. Last time, Doflamingo's overlord color had no effect on him at all. I don't know if it was because of Ma Daha, but in short, Donald Duck is very powerful.
Foxy knew this.
One man and one duck were approaching so quickly, and just as Foxy expected, after approaching a certain area, terrifying shocks came from all directions.
Rough, domineering, powerful, terrifying, and superior, all these auras filled Foxy's mind and wanted him to surrender.
Frightened and unable to look directly, Foxy's face became increasingly pale.
He didn't like this feeling, and it even made him angry.
Whether in his previous life or in this life, Foxy has always been willing to accept the soft rather than the tough. The more he is suppressed, the more he resists, even if he is bruised all over his body.
His eyes were full of cruelty, and Foxy resisted stubbornly.
Donald Duck is similar, except that his hair is standing on end and his eyes have a fierce look, as if he will attack if he disagrees with him.
Or maybe this is because newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. One person and one duck are all in the rebellious stage. The more suppressed they are, the stronger the rebound will be.
No one cared about the actions of the two ants, because at this time, Malinfando was in a critical moment of life and death, and the battle in the air became more and more intense, even reaching a fever pitch.
The golden lion vomited blood in the sky, and his eyes turned red immediately after being punched by Garp. At the same time, a sword light flashed, and Garp's green chest was torn apart.
However, the Warring States Period bombed two islands in succession and was hit by the impact. His face was covered in blood, and his injuries were not as weak as those of Golden Lion and Garp.
At the same time, various navies were cleaning up the meteor clusters under the leadership of He, but the effect was not very good, because there were still many meteorites hitting the ground, and now the area centered on the navy headquarters was riddled with holes.
Even if they defeated the Golden Lion Navy, they would suffer heavy losses.
For a moment, the sky was darkened with lightning and thunder, and the battle continued.
One hour.
Two hours.
Five hours.
The entire Marineland is in a state of turmoil. The golden lion has brought countless islands, which seem to be endless, making the Warring States Period a little desperate.
At this time, the golden lion was in a miserable state, with its chest heaving violently, obviously due to excessive consumption, and his face was as pale as paper and bloodless.
The same was true for Garp on the ground and Sengoku, who were not much better than the Golden Lion. Especially Sengoku, who was trembling and covered in blood at this time. One of his arms stood up, but he connected it with a few clicks.
Only Garp was a little more relaxed. At this time, he was still in the process of returning life, controlling his body to the extreme, squeezing the energy in his body to recover.
However, the domineering consumption was too serious, and the heat mist around the body was rolling violently, making it a bit messy.
High-intensity fighting for several hours is too much for even the strongest.
"Jie ha ha... cough cough..."
Standing out of thin air, the golden lion laughed wildly, but halfway through the laughter he couldn't help but vomit blood, and his breathing became heavier and heavier like thunder.
"It's been so long and Zefa still hasn't appeared?"
The golden lion has been on guard from the beginning, but currently it seems that Zephyr is not in Malinfando.
Fighting Garp and Warring States alone is already his limit. If Zefa intervenes again, the Golden Lion has no chance of winning.
The golden lion is not stupid. After a few hours of venting, he has sobered up. If he stays here any longer, he will only sink himself deeper.
"Golden Lion, you can't escape. Zefa is coming back soon. I want you to die in Impel Down City for the rest of your life."
Warring States hated the Golden Lion so much that he didn't even dare to look at Marine Fando's miserable condition. Now that the Golden Lion calmed down and wanted to leave, it wouldn't be that easy.
If the Golden Lion escapes after the battle until now, then the Warring States Period will be unimaginable in the headlines in tomorrow's news. The majesty of the navy cannot be compromised at all, otherwise how can it deter the already rioting sea?
Therefore, the Golden Lion must stay. Only in this way can defeat be turned into victory, and the navy's prestige can even be raised to a higher level, making it easier to deter this violent era.
"Asshole, if we fight on the ground..."
Garp gasped, his face extremely unhappy. He had to admit that he couldn't do anything to the Golden Lion in a mid-air battle.