Chương 1545: On top of the war (157)

He was in a very disheveled state, with his face and body covered in dust and blood.

He looked up at the sky with a dejected look, his heart filled with anger and confusion.

He wanted to know who was secretly trying to stop him.

Just then, his eyes fell on a figure floating in mid-air.

It was a woman, her feet seemed to be propellers, emitting flames that kept her suspended steadily in the air.

Chatun's eyes instantly became alert. He looked at the woman in doubt and murmured, "Weapon Master Daisy!"

Chatun knew very little about Daisy.

As far as he could remember, Daisy had rarely shown her true abilities in front of the public.

He knew even less about Daisy's true strength.

He only knew that she had the title of "Weapon Master", but he had no idea what kind of abilities were hidden behind this title.

After today's fight, Chatun immediately felt the situation was difficult.

Just one shell was enough to force him back and make him so miserable.

He could feel that Daisy was definitely not an easy character to deal with.

The weapon fruit she possessed, under her superb development, showed amazing power.

Not only was she able to use the weapon fruit to the extent that she could fire cannonballs, the cannonballs whizzed out with such powerful impact that they seemed to be able to destroy everything wherever they went.

What's even more incredible is that she can actually use the power of this fruit to make herself fly, like a terrifying war eagle soaring in the sky, freely shuttling over the battlefield and overlooking everything below.

These two abilities alone are enough to illustrate how terrifying Daisy is.

For those who are experienced in combat, dealing with an opponent who cannot fly and an opponent who can fly are two completely different things.

An opponent who cannot fly is limited to the ground and has many restrictions and loopholes in battle; an opponent who can fly is like a sword of Damocles hanging over one's head, who may launch a fatal blow at any time, making it impossible to defend against.

At this time, Daisy was suspended in the air, and her eyes inadvertently swept over the injuries on Brian's body below.

Brian was covered in blood and had horrific wounds. It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries in the battle with the enemy.

This scene was like a fire that instantly ignited the anger in Daisy's heart. Her eyes immediately spewed out flames of anger, as if she wanted to burn the enemy in front of her to ashes.

Daisy stared at Chatun, her eyes full of hatred and anger, and cursed with gnashing teeth: "Damn it!"

The voice was filled with endless hatred, as if it wanted to eat the tea pig alive.

The next second, Daisy's arms began to change dramatically.

Her arms seemed to be precision machines, twisting and deforming rapidly, making a series of "cracking" sounds.

In the blink of an eye, her arms turned into two huge Gatling gun muzzles. The black muzzles exuded a terrifying aura, as if they were the abyss leading to death.

Daisy pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a blazing flame immediately spurted out of the muzzle of the Gatling gun, and bullets shot towards the tea pig like raindrops.

The bullets cut through the air with a sharp whistling sound, as if a group of hungry beasts pounced on their prey.

This scene shocked Chatun. His face turned pale instantly and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect Daisy's attack to be so swift and powerful, and was caught off guard for a moment.

Chatun quickly turned over to avoid the rain of bullets.

His movements were very agile, and each time he rolled he dodged the bullets just right.

However, the bullets seemed to have eyes and kept chasing him and shooting at him, leaving him no chance to breathe.

Chatun looked around, a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and he hurriedly looked for a shelter to hide.

Finally, he found a huge rock not far away and ran towards it desperately.

The tea pig hid behind a rock, gasping for breath, his heart beating violently in his chest.

His forehead was covered with sweat and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Because Daisy was suspended in the air and had absolute air advantage, Chatun's counterattack was very limited.

The weapon in his hand couldn't reach Daisy at all. He could only watch Daisy attack wildly in mid-air without being able to do anything.

"Damn Rockefeller!"

Chatun cursed angrily, his voice full of resentment and helplessness.

He felt like a wild beast trapped in a cage, with a lot of abilities but unable to use them.

At this time, Brian was helped up by Hannah.

Hannah looked anxious. She held Brian tightly and ran hurriedly towards the Gold.

Brian had basically lost his ability to fight at this time. His body was very weak, his steps were staggering, and every step he took seemed very difficult.

His eyes looked a little blurry, as if he might faint at any moment.

Hannah was extremely anxious. She kept encouraging Brian, hoping that he could hold on.

The two men struggled forward in the hail of bullets, and every step was full of danger.

On the battlefield filled with smoke and tension, Diana's eyes quickly swept around.

She first saw Hannah struggling to support the injured Brian. Brian's face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his steps were unsteady, and every step he took seemed to use up all his strength.

Sister Daisy was like a ferocious lioness, galloping through the crowd, dancing with fierce moves with her hands. Wherever she went, the naval soldiers fell to the ground and screamed. She exuded a terrifying aura that forced back the enemies around her.

Diana was extremely intelligent, and she immediately understood what had happened just by looking at it.

Her eyes instantly became firm, she bit her lips tightly and shouted, "Sister Hannah, take Brother Brian back first, I'll cover you!"

The sound was crisp and loud, and was particularly clear in the noisy battlefield.

As she spoke, she turned around quickly and stood behind Hannah and Brian, her posture as straight as a pine tree.

She looked at the navy troops rushing towards her like wolves and tigers and spoke without turning her head, her tone full of unquestionable determination.

At this time, Diana held the long knife tightly in her hand.

The blade of this knife sparkles with a mysterious luster, and the blade patterns are delicate and unique. It is obvious at first glance that this is a peerless sword.

I saw a layer of thick green light gradually lingering on the blade. The green light was like a lively elf, jumping and circling on the blade, emitting a heart-pounding breath.