017 42 Divisions of Sending Experience
After Zhizhi leapt straight into his arms to hide, Lin Mu charged directly into the dense crowd of Marines. The sharp steel claws extending from his hands flashed with a cold metallic luster, and as he swung them, they were like slicing melons and chopping vegetables. Those ordinary Marine soldiers simply could not stop Lin Mu head-on by relying on brute force alone.
For a moment, the entire Marine warship was filled with flying blood and torn flesh. Every time Lin Mu's claws descended, a shrill scream echoed across the deck, and another Marine life was mercilessly taken away!
If Lin Mu had rushed into a crowd like this before obtaining the Edman alloy steel claws, he would very likely have suffered injuries. At that time, his combat style relied heavily on dodging attacks, and once he failed to evade in time, he could only grit his teeth and endure the damage.
But now, such a situation would never occur again!
Sabers, muskets, iron rods, long sticks...
No matter what kind of standard-issue weapon the Marines held in their hands whether it was the long rifles commonly seen since the East Blue chapters or Marine sabers polished to a dull shine all of them were completely useless in front of Lin Mu's steel claws, as fragile as tofu. With just a single slash from Lin Mu, those weapons shattered into several pieces, completely losing any threat they might have posed.
Lin Mu did not even bother to dodge anymore. He simply relied on the steel claws in his hands, cutting down and destroying everything that stood in his path.
"Ding, kill ordinary Marine soldier, gain 2 experience points!"
"Ding, kill ordinary Marine soldier, gain 3 experience points!"
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As the familiar prompts for gaining experience continuously echoed in Lin Mu's mind, the number of Marines still standing on the warship rapidly decreased, while the number of corpses piling up at Lin Mu's feet increased without stop!
A wave of panic began to spread among the Marines on the ship, and it spread at an extremely terrifying speed!
In just a short period of time, the eyes of the remaining Marines were filled with deep and uncontrollable fear. The slaughter carried out by Lin Mu had already terrified them to the core, and the overwhelming power he displayed had planted an indelible psychological shadow in their hearts!
They were not Marine elites like the officers or special forces often shown in critical battles of the Grand Line, but merely ordinary soldiers wearing standard Marine uniforms. They were weak not only in strength, but also in willpower.
And now, facing a pirate wielding unbelievably sharp steel claws, their mental defenses had already completely collapsed!
When the hundredth Marine fell at Lin Mu's feet, the first Marine who could no longer endure the pressure finally cried out in despair: "We're no match for this demon at all run!"
The thought of abandoning the fight and fleeing spread like a contagious virus, instantly infecting the hearts of every remaining soldier in Marine Branch Division 42.
After only a brief moment of hesitation, the Marines threw down their weapons and began to scatter in all directions.
Some rushed toward the lifeboats in a frenzy, while others, driven by sheer terror, even jumped straight into the sea without thinking.
Watching his subordinates flee in utter chaos, Charrick's eyes were filled with panic and disbelief as he shouted desperately: "Don't run! Regroup, all of you if we stay together, he won't be able to do anything to us!"
Charrick himself did not believe what he was shouting. In truth, he merely wanted to use these ordinary soldiers as cannon fodder to block Lin Mu for a few more seconds and buy himself a chance to escape.
Unfortunately, those Marines who used to flatter him and curry favor on ordinary days seemed as if they had not heard his words at all at this critical moment.
Seeing this scene, Charrick flew into a rage and shouted hoarsely: "You deserters! Let me tell you this if you run away today, even if you escape alive, you will spend the rest of your lives rotting in a Marine prison! It's still not too late to repent right now. Kill Troyson D. Lin, and every one of you will earn great merit!"
Charrick shouted with all his strength, veins bulging on his neck, but not a single Marine turned back to look at him.
In the face of a real life-and-death crisis, any threat became meaningless, because in the eyes of these soldiers, there was nothing more terrifying than death itself.
As long as they could escape alive, the worst possible outcome was nothing more than living the rest of their lives in anonymity, drifting like civilians outside the protection of the World Government.
At this moment, Charrick was completely desperate. He knew very well that he could no longer call back those Marines who had already fled in all directions. After gritting his teeth fiercely, he turned around and began to run as well, all the while praying desperately in his heart that Lin Mu would not notice him!
However, Charrick was clearly indulging in wishful thinking, because Lin Mu's gaze had already locked firmly onto him from the very beginning!
The number floating above Charrick's head was "30", far more valuable than the ordinary Marines who only provided "2" or "3". Naturally, he had long since become Lin Mu's primary target.
It would not be a serious loss for Lin Mu if one or two ordinary Marines managed to escape, but a Marine colonel was an entirely different matter. If Charrick were allowed to run away, it would be a huge loss to Lin Mu!
Zhizhi, who had been hiding against Lin Mu's chest, poked out its small head and stared furiously at Charrick's fleeing back. It waved its tiny paws angrily, its eyes filled with resentment.
It remembered very clearly that it was this hateful Marine who had blasted it into the sea with a cannonball, and Zhizhi was obviously holding a grudge over this.
"Don't worry, he won't get away," Lin Mu whispered softly. In the next instant, Quicksilver's speed erupted completely, and his figure vanished like a flash of lightning, appearing right in front of Charrick in the blink of an eye.
Charrick only felt a violent gust of wind roar past his ears. When he regained his senses, Lin Mu's figure had already appeared directly before him, causing his heart to sink straight to the bottom.
"T…Troisen D. Lin! If you kill me, Marine Headquarters will definitely not sit idly by! Once the elites from headquarters come to the West Blue, you will have absolutely nowhere to escape!" Charrick's face was filled with panic and pleading as he hurriedly continued, "As long as you spare my life, I promise to pin the loss of this Marine branch on other pirate crews. The officers on the other two warships are my friends, and they will never trouble you!"
Listening to Charrick's desperate plea, Lin Mu frowned slightly. No wonder the world had entered the era of great piracy Marines stationed in the Four Blues had truly 'contributed' a lot to it!
As for sparing Charrick?
How could that possibly happen!
With a slight movement of his body, Lin Mu's figure flashed once more, instantly appearing right in front of Charrick. The sharp steel claws extending from his hands pierced straight through Charrick's chest, stabbing directly into his heart.
In front of Lin Mu, the Marine colonel did not even have the slightest ability to resist.
Marine Branch Division 42, from top to bottom, was nothing more than a mob! *
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