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Chapter 297: Different Ways of Survival

While Conte, who was embedded in the stone, was being hurriedly rescued by everyone, he stared at Nicholas who appeared there with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open.

It can be said that the moment he fought against Nicholas, he already knew that the gap between the two could no longer be described in words.

When he saw the lightning clone that basically destroyed all the armed defenses on Coco Island in just tens of seconds, Conte felt that even if he couldn't defeat it, escaping would not be a big problem.

But after taking the kick from Nicholas, he knew that he would probably give an account today.

"You stop him, and those who can injure that guy will be exempted from having to pay the ten-year soul payment on Coco Island. If you can kill that guy, I will make the decision for you to obtain the permanent right to live on Cake Island, and you don't have to pay the soul!"

Conte almost roared out these words. Obviously, the fear of death made him burst out with great potential.

Although I know that these despicable people may not be the opponents of those Homitz soldiers in the world, if they can stop Nicholas for one more second at this moment, then the reinforcements from Cake Island and other islands will be able to have one more second, and I can also have one more second.

possibility of survival.

After hearing what Conte said, the crowd surrounding Conte immediately started an uproar. It was obvious that Conte's offer was something these people could not refuse.

Many people took out their weapons and turned around to look at Nicholas like evil spirits.

Those without weapons would simply pick up materials from the spot, either picking up rocks or branches.

There were even a group of elderly men who took off their shoes or took off their dentures and held them in their hands eagerly looking at Nicholas.

Looking at the other people who were warming up and planning to kill him, Nicholas felt a little helpless.

Call him a Holy Mother, that's not enough, but his pride does not allow him to kill these ordinary people with almost zero combat effectiveness.

"Hey, that guy can beat Lady Charlotte Conte into this state, will we be his opponent?"

Someone looked at Nicholas standing there quietly and said uneasily.

"What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, not to mention that we are not rushing to the front. After the guys in front take care of that guy, why don't we go up and have a little fun."

The companions beside him said in a low voice. It was obvious that they were not fools. They knew that the other party could kill them easily and they were unwilling to act rashly.

The atmosphere on the field was a little stiff for a while, and Nicholas seemed a little bored and walked directly towards Conte who was lying there.

Seeing this scene, many people in the crowd looked at each other.

"Kill him!"

"Yes, where are there so many of us?"

"Whether we can live a better life depends on today!"

...

As several rhythmic sounds rang out from the crowd, a group of brainless guys immediately rushed towards Nicholas.

Facing the guy who was charging towards him with his weapon raised, Nicholas showed no sympathy at all. Dozens of lightning bolts shot out from around his body.

Along with a burst of crackling sounds, those guys who rushed out were suddenly charred and lay on the ground as if they had been hit by high-voltage electricity.

The battle ended too quickly, and there was no intention of giving them a chance to show off.

"There's no chance to even get close."

Some people in the crowd were a little disappointed and thinking silently in their hearts.

There seemed to be some understanding, but they accidentally looked at each other.

"My lord, please show mercy to us guys. If Lord Conte dies on Coco Island, we will all be executed by other angry Charlotte family members!"

Following a burst of crying, the old guys who had been eager to try suddenly knelt down in front of Nicholas and cried out in tears.

"Yes, please take pity on us. We were originally refugees on the sea. It is so difficult to find a place to stay."

Someone quickly echoed.

"Yes, sir, it doesn't matter if we guys die, but these little guys have only been in the world for a long time, and they haven't had a good look at the world yet."

As the words fell, the crowd slowly parted, revealing a group of three- or four-year-old kiddies, as well as many women holding babies and pregnant women with big bellies.

Seeing this scene, Nicholas sighed sincerely. Charlotte Lingling's Ten Thousand Nations has indeed done a pretty good job of winning people's hearts.

Although living in Wan Guo depends on the conditions of the island, you need to pay different soul life spans to Charlotte Lingling.

But for these people who are suffering on the sea and oppressed by the world government, the conditions provided by the world can be said to be quite good. Compared with the life they enjoy, a little soul life is nothing.

Even if they could originally live to be eighty years old, if living in the Realm of All Nations requires a lifespan of thirty years, they would choose to agree without hesitation.

After all, a life of fifty years without worries about food and safety is infinitely better than a life of hard work and even oppression at eighty years old.

Even after seeing this scene, Nicholas felt that if the original Big Mom had issued a guarantee to all the residents of all nations like Conte, then the Straw Hats and Germa would definitely fall into the sea of ​​​​people.

After all, for these guys living in Wan Guo, Wan Guo is no surprise that Wan Guo is a paradise. Although it requires lifespan, it still cannot change the fact that Wan Guo is a paradise for these guys who are struggling to survive in the outside world.

Nicholas glanced at the extremely weak residents in the Coco Island town and ignored them. After all, for these powerless people, this is how they survive in this world.

His body moved slightly, and when he appeared again, Nicholas had already appeared in front of Conte.

"What a weak guy. I hope your future brothers and sisters can bring me some fun."

Then Nicholas smiled and said under Conte's horrified gaze; "Have you ever been kicked by lightning?"

As he spoke, his right leg flashing with electric light kicked directly on Charlotte Conte's neck. With a crisp sound, the sixth son of the Charlotte family, Charlotte Conte, died of Nicholas.

hand.

A few minutes later.

The residents of Coco Island stared blankly at the town burning with smoke and the remains of Chess Homitz soldiers scattered everywhere.

But the guy who caused all this has disappeared, everything seems like a nightmare.

On the sea outside Coco Island, there are several surveillance ships anchored.

Now when Conte announced the arrival of Nicholas, these surrounding surveillance ships rushed over.

"What happened on Coco Island..."

In the monitoring room, the members of the Big Mom Pirates stared blankly at the smoke-filled Coco Island and couldn't help but say.

The last time Wan Guo was invaded was the last time.

After a long time.

After the surveillance ship passed the news to other places in the world, it landed on Coco Island first.

Then, what they saw were the remains of Homitz scattered all over the town, and the body of Charlotte Conte, the sixth son of the Charlotte family.

"What's going on? Conte... Lord Conte! He..."

The leader of the reconnaissance ship stared at the situation in front of him with wide eyes and disbelief.
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