Chapter 159: The Wind God as a Sparring Partner
Camon and the others stood on a shattered piece of cloud-rock, their bodies covered in wounds, their clothes soaked with blood.
Camon in particular was covered in blade marks like a mass of red centipedes crawling across his skin. The flesh was still rolling and shifting, but the bleeding had stopped and the wounds were slowly healing.
Buzz—buzz!!
The Wind God descended, whipping up a violent gust as it landed. Its pair of bright, enormous eyes stared at them.
"Yaa~" the Wind God cried out to them.
"What… Wind God, sir, please tell me you're joking?" Buck immediately shouted when he heard what it said.
"Yaa~"
"How are we supposed to fight you? We can't even scratch your skin."
Aisha was frozen for a moment as well.
The captain had actually said that from now on, aside from their basic physical training, they were to spar with the Wind God itself. Once they could reach the point where they could injure the Wind God, their strength would be considered sufficient.
But to them, this was harder than climbing to the heavens.
The Wind God's wings alone could create a gale strong enough that they wouldn't even get close.
Not to mention… it could fly.
"Yaa~ (I won't fly, and I won't use Haki)," the Wind God said.
The three exchanged looks, then nodded bitterly.
"Yaa~" The Wind God , seeing their nods, gave another cry. Its wings suddenly lifted, a powerful wind gathering beneath them.
"Ah—wait—Wind God—"
"No, please—!"
Seeing that motion, a terrible feeling surged up inside them. Their expressions changed in panic— even Camon's.
But it was too late. The Wind God's massive wings came slamming down.
Buzz!!
A terrifying tornado of wind blasted out.
"Ahhh—!!"
The three were immediately swept up, tossed helplessly into the air. Faint blades of wind constantly struck at them inside the vortex, leaving thin cuts across their bodies.
But the Wind God didn't stop. It continued to beat its wings, hurling them through the air again and again.
As time passed, they gradually began adapting to staying suspended within the winds. They slowly attempted to stabilize themselves inside the tornado.
At this moment, the importance of their dinosaur physiology truly showed—endless physical stamina flooded into them, letting them break their limits over and over again.
...
Time passed quickly.
A full year went by.
Across the seas, the Dragonflame Pirates had once again become famous. Because of their dragon hunting, everyone now knew of the Berserker wyper and Kamakiri the Mantis.
But the one who drew the most attention was the Raptorex.
On the Sabaody Archipelago, he had slapped Marine Vice Admiral Sakazuki—a Logia Devil Fruit user—flying with just one strike. The scene had been captured and spread across the entire sea.
His bounty had reached 500 million, surpassing even the captain of the Dragonflame Pirates, Summoner Ze.
Some claimed the Raptorex's group was no longer part of the Dragonflame Pirates, and that Summoner Ze was most likely already dead.
Most pirates believed this theory. After all, the Raptorex had the strength to send someone with admiral-level potential like Sakazuki flying. He could completely form a powerful new pirate crew of his own.
But there were also pirates who disagreed—after all, the Raptorex had never said anything about leaving, and the Marines hadn't given them new identities either.
Still, the one with the lowest presence was Canglong.
It had barely appeared at all.
On an unnamed island somewhere in the sea—
A battered pirate ship was stranded on the beach.
"Big Brother Raptorex, are we going back?"
On top of a large boulder, Wyper held one leg raised while the other dangled down, looking toward the Raptorex sitting on the ground.
After a year of growth, he was no longer the same Berserker Wyper. He was far more mature now, carrying the aura of a true warrior, his eyes shining with a bright, fierce light.
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