AWB Chapter 256 The Shandians will never be slaves!
Chapter 256 The Shandians will never be slaves!
Chapter 256 The Shandians will never be slaves!
The golden eyeball, which contained all of Shandora's gold, slowly rose into the air.
The plane accelerated amidst Loki's repeated exclamations.
"Wow, this is so cool, bro! Let me try it out!!"
"This thing isn't—"
Bazel, still in his Yamata no Orochi form, initially wanted to refuse, but was quickly overwhelmed by Loki's glaring attacks.
"Alright, alright, I can only let you drive for three minutes."
Orochi stepped aside, and incidentally used its power to transform its golden eyes into the shape of a game controller.
A giant golden glove appeared in front of Loki.
"Pushing it forward moves you forward, the left side turns you left, and this button here is for taking off and descending."
Loki eagerly sat behind the handrail and carefully pushed forward.
"Oh ho!"
"Charge! Charge!!"
The bear kicked Loki despite the immense wind pressure.
"You idiot, slow down! You're going to be blown off course!!"
Once the golden ball slowed down, Xiong looked at the Yamata no Orochi with a mixture of helplessness and resentment.
"Bazaar".
"Haha, it won't hurt to let him play for a bit."
Ignoring Nora's cries and pleas, Yamata no Orochi transformed back into human form.
"Don't be a spoilsport parent, bear."
"Loki's still a kid, what's wrong with him playing around a bit, as long as he's not—wait, Loki!!"
Bazel slapped Loki away and hurriedly adjusted the speed at which the golden eyes were falling.
"You idiot, who told you to use your golden eyes to slam into the ground?!"
"A mistake, a mistake—"
Loki, with a handprint on his face, chuckled guiltily. He'd gotten carried away and wanted to try low-altitude flight, but he hadn't expected to go too fast.
Bazel stepped aside again, letting Loki fly around in the air with his Golden Eyes activated.
"Loki, fly south. The Wind Phoenix has found the target's location."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wind in the sky suddenly materialized.
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A huge blue arrow points south.
"Understood, Captain Bazel!"
Loki gave a naval salute and flew south in the direction of the challenge to the golden eyes.
Before long, the golden eyes hovered above a white village.
"What's that? It's a huge ball!"
"Wait, there are people up there! Go and inform the chief!!"
As the ear-piercing knocking sound rang out, one after another, Shandians with wings on their backs, dressed in distinctive clothing, emerged from the house, carrying various shell weapons in their hands.
"Stop, stranger!!"
"This is Kumogakure (Hidden Cloud Village), leave this place!"
Bazel, who jumped down from the Golden Eye, glanced at the Shandians surrounding him.
His spirit burst forth slightly.
As soon as these natural-born warriors of the Shandians laid down their arms, Bazel was about to introduce them when Loki stopped him.
"Brother, ordinary methods will absolutely not make them obey!"
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Loki leaped from his golden eyes and crashed into the clouds with a thunderous roar.
"I smell a warrior's scent!"
"These guys are natural-born warriors; only by defeating them can you make them listen to you!"
"Hello!"
"I am Loki, the great warrior of Elbaf, and I challenge you all!"
"That's right, it's a challenge for you all, not just one person!"
Loki carried his giant hammer.
"Because you're all too weak. In a one-on-one fight, I wouldn't even need to use my domineering aura to beat you all!"
Bazel didn't say much, leaving the battlefield to Loki.
boo~
"Bazel, is this really a good idea? Didn't you say these people might be descendants of the Lunaria?"
"Sometimes the thinking of a wise man is far inferior to the quick wit of a brute. If Loki wants to step in, let him step in."
After explaining in a low voice, Bazel looked at the old man standing not far away.
"I am Amato, the chieftain of the Shandians. You are from Qinghai, right?"
Before Bazel could answer, Amato, leaning on his cane, glanced at the golden pupils in the sky, then looked at the giant fighting with his people.
"It seems you've been to the sacred Apaya quite a bit; it was once the homeland of us Shandians."
"This gold, and that stone tablet."
Amato pointed to the black spot in the very center of the golden eye.
"If I'm not mistaken, they all come from the golden city of Shandora. Young man, have you defeated the gods?"
"It can't be considered a defeat."
Seeing that the old man did not show any obvious hostility, Barzel was unwilling to offend him for no reason.
"He's too weak, so weak that I don't even have the desire to make a move."
"I just took something I ordered a few years ago, that's all."
"Yeah----"
The old man sighed, "Then why have you come to our Shandian village?"
"Do you think we, who have been driven from our homeland, still possess any treasures that you would covet?"
"Of course," Bazel grinned. "I plan to invite the Shandians to join the Beast Pirates."
"Chief Amato, please grant me this favor. My good friend is just like you, except his wings are black."
The wings are black.
Amato was stunned: "What—what does this have to do with us?"
"Eight hundred years ago, a race of gods from the moon descended upon the sea. In legends, this race possessed very special bodies and abilities."
"There seems to be a hierarchy among them, with black wings and white wings, but it's from a very long time ago."
"I also cannot explain the importance of wing color."
After pausing briefly to consider his words, Bazel continued speaking.
"The reason I invited you to join is because of this legend; there is a high probability that you are half-Lunaria.
"Considering the possibility that we might be of the same race, I hope you can become one of Abel's few friends."
"In return, I can lead you to the land and guarantee the development and safety of your people."
"Of course, if you want to reclaim your homeland, I can destroy Gan Fall's God Guard in an instant."
The words "inexplicable" stuck in his throat. Considering how easily his people had been defeated, Amato hesitated for a long time before finally uttering these words of complaint.
"We will not leave—"
"It won't do you any good even if you stay here."
At this moment, the bear spoke up, "I have observed the fighting strength of your Shandian tribe. To be honest, if Loki gets serious..."
"I can wipe out everyone here in ten minutes. I'm not talking about the ten minutes Loki will take to finish you off."
"It's the time Loki has spent searching for you; with his power, killing you would only take a moment."
"This is the most direct truth. I'm not saying this to force you to comply."
"It's not that I want you to understand the difference between us. If Bazel hadn't wanted to invite you to join us, we wouldn't have paid any attention to you who are living in seclusion deep in the island clouds."
"Bear, there's no need to be so direct. We'll all be friends in the future."
Since the bear played the bad cop, Bazel naturally had to take on the role of the good cop.
"Amato, I have high hopes for the fighting talent of you Shandians."
"With a little training and enough nutrition, you will definitely become the best soldiers."
"Think it over carefully, Chief Amato."
"When you become strong enough, you can return here and reclaim the glory and homeland that belong to you Shandians."
"If you stop here, you will never end your war with God."
These words struck Amato right to the heart.
Reclaiming glory and homeland is his and all his people's dream.
Without rushing to give an answer, Amato walked toward his tribesmen who had collapsed to the ground.
"Can you still fight?"
No one answered.
Loki loosened his clenched fists.
"You're a bit weak. Although you exude a strong warrior aura, how can you be so weak?"
"This shouldn't be happening!"
Loki's seemingly unintentional words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The Shandian warriors who were stubbornly refusing to admit defeat coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground to sleep.
"Being young is great!"
Loki muttered something and walked back to Bazel's side.
"Half an hour, Chief Amato."
Bazel issued an ultimatum.
"You only have half an hour to think it over. If you're willing to leave, I'll take you away."
"Your loyalty can bring you a brighter future."
"Your children deserve better nutrition, a safer environment, and a richer education."
"This is your chance to change your race. Now it depends on whether you are willing to board the great ship of beasts."
Amato didn't look at Bazell, afraid he would be immediately smitten.
"Chief—"
Women and children appeared carrying pots, pans, and dishes.
"We can fight too!"
"That's right, Chieftain! The Shandians will never be slaves!"
Ok?
Upon hearing this, Bazel blinked, suddenly wanting to ask, "What if room and board are included?"
"Quiet."
Amato's gaze swept over his people, and he saw the resolute look on their faces.
He turned around.
"Are you very strong?"
Bazel pointed to himself: "Are you asking me?"
Amato nodded.
"The concept of strength... tsk, anyway, to you I'm no different from a god."
With his right index finger pointing to the sky above, he gave the order.
The golden eyes, which had been quietly waiting, suddenly flashed with golden light, which quickly converged towards the center.
A few breaths later, a beam of light shot out from the center of the pupil, piercing through the clouds along its path and creating huge holes.
"—
Pots, pans, knives, and other items fell to the ground.
The Shandians who were still conscious all wore expressions of despair; they did not know how to defeat such a powerful opponent.
"We're joining."
Through the power of this casual strike, Amato had already discerned the difference between the two.
Choosing to join might allow you to survive.
"Don't look like someone in your family has died."
Loki waved his hand dismissively: "Do you know how many people on the high seas are begging to follow you, Brother?"
"You guys would be laughing so hard you'd wake up laughing if your older brother invited you to sleep!"
"Bear, go treat them, we're getting ready to leave."
Bazel looked at Amato, "Have your people pack their things, and Golden Eyes will take you to your new home."
"etc!!"
Just then, a figure suddenly stood up from the group of people who had been knocked down by Loki.
"I am a descendant of the great warrior Calgara!"
"The Great Warrior race consists only of Shandians who die in battle; there are no Shandians who surrender!!"
Loki frowned and stood up, just as he was about to finish off the man, when Bazel stopped him.
"Do you want to challenge me?"
He spat out the blood that had accumulated in his mouth, bent down, and picked up the wooden spear.
call----
"My name is Sal!"
The blood-covered man assumed an offensive stance, and the wind-shell skates he was wearing suddenly exploded.
The extremely strong winds propelled Saar toward Bazel at an even faster speed.
The spear in his hand thrust forward swiftly, but Bazel dodged it by sidestepping.
With a light tap of his right hand, the overwhelming aura and immense power he exerted instantly shattered the enemy's armor.
Sal's expression remained unchanged; he was prepared for his weapon to be shot down.
The enemy was strong, but that was not a reason for him to give up.
The bandaged right hand suddenly straightened.
A powerful suction force emanated from the protrusion in the palm.
"Go to hell, Qinghai people, attack!!"
Bazel chuckled and let the enemy launch their attack.
As a powerful shockwave erupted from the Barrier, flowing Advanced Armament Haki formed an invisible armor in front of Bazel.
"So, this is your ultimate move?"
He clenched his right fist and tucked it into his waist, his dual-colored aura quickly disappearing into his fist bones.
"Watch closely, Sal. This punch will be 50% of your power."
As the fist swung toward his own face, Thrall froze in shock.
At that moment, he seemed to see a towering giant throwing a punch at him.
That feeling of utter despair and helplessness —
But as the fist grazed past his ear, it only took away a few strands of hair.
"Would you like to learn?"
Sal stared blankly at the smiling Bazeir.
"Call me teacher, and I can teach you how to throw a punch."