blogombal Chapter 319 Are there really such idiots?
Chapter 319 Are there really such idiots?
Aini didn't even bother with such trash; he simply gave Bruno a casual wink.
After all, someone like that doesn't even qualify him to lay a hand on him.
Bruno was speechless upon seeing this.
He had only come up to join in the fun, and he was still a little out of breath, clearly not fully accustomed to moving around at such a height.
However, Aini gave him a wink, which caught him off guard.
Bruno inwardly groaned; he simply didn't have the courage to refuse!
So, he steeled himself and took a step forward, standing in front of Gaidaz, his eyes sharpening.
Despite Bruno's timid demeanor in front of Aini, he is actually quite confident in his own abilities.
After all, the hardships and efforts he endured to become CP9 and then CP0 are beyond the imagination of most people.
He stood out from many candidates to become CP9.
He even survived the pursuit of CP0 and became a CP0 member, which is enough to prove his strength and ability.
Moreover, strength and weakness are relative concepts. Compared to a powerful figure like Aini, he might indeed seem insignificant. But against other opponents, many wouldn't even be qualified to stand before him.
Bruno: "..."
Just then, Gaidaz suddenly felt an immense pressure coming down on him, and his breathing stopped completely for a moment.
His entire face was flushed red, as if he was about to suffocate and die at any moment.
His body began to tremble slightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Bruno had never encountered such a situation before. As a seasoned CP intelligence officer, he had completed countless dangerous assassination missions.
His assassination targets were diverse, including high-ranking officials, pirates, and powerful figures from all sides; his methods of killing were also varied, whether overt or covert, whether through poison or murder.
However, when he faced the guy in front of him, he felt an unprecedented sense of bewilderment and helplessness.
He couldn't help but wonder if he really needed to do it himself.
Judging from the other person's appearance, it seemed that he could suffocate himself without the other person lifting a finger.
Such a bizarre goal was something he had never encountered before in his life.
What he found even more unacceptable was that such a goal was a tremendous humiliation to him!
Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Not only him, but also Aini and Urki, who were standing to the side, were stunned and speechless for a long time.
Aini thought to herself, "Are there really such eccentric people in the world? It's a miracle they've survived this long!"
Just then, the people that Gadaz brought suddenly shouted in unison, "Priest, breathe!"
The sudden shout snapped Gaidaz, who had been in a daze, back to his senses.
"call!"
He took a deep breath, as if only then remembering that he needed to breathe. With that breath, his complexion gradually returned to normal, and he slowly recovered.
Bruno: "..."
He became as calm as Buddha, and even when he turned to look at Urki, his eyes seemed a little strange.
That look seemed to say, "Are all the people in your hometown such eccentric individuals?"
However, just as a sense of irritation arose in his heart, he realized that arguing with such an intellectually challenged person for even a little longer would be a great humiliation for him.
Urouge suddenly spoke up, warning, "It's best not to touch those spherical clouds ahead. They're made up of swamp clouds, which are a specialty of Sky Island! Clouds with 'swamp' properties usually sink deeper the more you struggle. You can think of them as swamps; once you touch them, you'll be trapped like you're stuck in a real swamp, unable to escape."
Upon hearing Urki's words, Bruno's previously dismissive expression instantly turned to surprise.
He immediately became alert, his expression turned serious, and his eyes revealed a hint of caution.
He immediately reverted to the state of an intelligence agent.
He didn't really take these cloud spheres seriously at first. After all, in his opinion, no matter how strange the clouds were, they were just clouds. What real harm could they possibly cause?
Moreover, he already thought that the so-called god was simply brain-dead for appointing such a person as a priest.
Looking back now, it's likely that appointing such a despicable person as a priest was not accidental, but rather a deliberate and intentional act.
After all, anyone would underestimate and lower their guard when faced with such a foolish fellow.
Even an intelligence agent like him, who has long been involved in the underworld, can't help but let his guard down.
Let alone others?
However, what the enemy wants is precisely this underestimation of their opponent. Only in this way can they easily lure someone into their trap, drawing them into that special swampy cloud.
Wouldn't that allow us to achieve a great victory without lifting a finger?
The calculations involved are truly unfathomable!
Upon realizing this, Bruno's vigilance instantly reached its peak, and he dared not be careless in the slightest.
He stared intently at the road ahead, trying to find a safe path to cross.
However, after careful observation, he was surprised to find that no matter which path he chose, he would eventually encounter Numagumo.
Moreover, Bruno realized that the other party's cunning and treachery went far beyond that. He had deliberately left several seemingly safe paths, as if to lure people into a trap.
However, in the blind spots or corners of these paths, swamp clouds follow silently.
If someone mistakenly takes these paths, all that awaits them is a tragic end—being trapped in a swamp with no way to escape.
He even sensed the presence of his own kind within this deep-seated scheming.
His eyes narrowed involuntarily, a cold glint flashing within them.
Since we can't go in, then we won't go in.
"Six Styles: Storm Kick!"
The Tempest Kick attacks opponents by creating sharp slashing waves from the vacuum airflow generated by a super-fast and powerful kick, easily splitting the target in two.
It can be said to be the most powerful of the Six Styles of the Navy.
Like a swordsman's soaring slash.
Wherever the storm kick passed, the cloud sphere was split in two, and even the clouds beneath its feet were cleaved apart.
Upon seeing this, Gaidaz's eyes widened in disbelief, and he exclaimed, "How is this possible?"
This method of attack is truly astounding.