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One piece sukuna chapter 345
🕑 Added 2025-03-21 13:25:40 +0000 UTCChapter 345 Winter and Dark Night
On the other side.
On the ship of the Andre Pirates.
Hughes looked at Andre, who was staring at the Red Hair Pirates in front of him, and began to speak seriously.
"Andre, I'm afraid we can't chase for too long this time. In this weird environment, other ordinary crew members can't hold on for long."
"So, we have to withdraw after a while, otherwise it's easy to have an accident."
Hearing Hughes' words, Andre's face was a little unwilling, when he blocked the Red Hair Pirates before.
Andre and Red Hair Shanks had a confrontation once, and the result was not good. Although he didn't lose, he was at a disadvantage.
Therefore, Andre wanted to defeat that guy, but now was not the time for him to be willful.
The situation here was a little unexpected to him. He could feel his violent emotions starting to become active, and even he was affected by this. Looking at the other members' silent and patient expressions~.
He nodded.
Seeing that Andre's face was not very good, Hughes comforted him.
"Don't worry about losing the trace of Red Hair. If we sail outside the edge of the Magic Mist Sea, there is still a chance that we can catch him."
This Magic Mist Sea is arc-shaped. It is believed that it is centered on the Island of Fear. After leaving the Magic Mist Sea, if they go in the same direction, there is still a high probability that they will collide.
Hughes's comfort made Andre nod.
Then he arranged for the personnel to start firing.
Boom!
The sound of the ship's artillery fire rang out.
Bang!
Bang! Rumble!
The sea surface was rippling again.
When the two sides were chasing each other again.
What they didn't notice was that the movement here had attracted two figures on the Magic Mist Sea.
Bang! Bang!
After cutting off several flying shells again, Shanks suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart. His observation haki was suppressed here, and he couldn't feel the breath too far away.
At this moment, he felt two powerful breaths breaking into his perception range.
Oh no, could it be that the apostles are here? !
In a flash, Shanks had this thought.
Then he looked in a direction.
He saw two figures starting to break in between the ship of the Andre Pirates and his ship.
For a moment.
The members of the Andre Pirates who had been aiming at the red-haired ship and the members of the Red-haired Pirates who had been on guard against the artillery fire.
Both sides were attracted by this sudden uninvited guest.
There were two figures, one of which looked no different from an ordinary young man, except that his skin was blue, his hair was white, and he had only one eye, which was relatively large.
The other one was wearing a black hood, had no face, and looked like a ghost.
At this time, the blue-skinned figure stood between the two ships.
Ice spread from the soles of his feet and began to form on the sea surface, freezing the bow of the Andre Pirates and the stern of the Red Hair Pirates.
The two pirate crews were now directly connected due to the ice.
"Boss, we can’t be this unlucky, can we?!"
Roux looked at the ship’s stern frozen in place and the two figures that clearly weren’t human at first glance, his face involuntarily taking on a mournful expression.
He had seen what the Apostles looked like in the newspapers—all of them had inhuman appearances.
The two figures in front of them clearly didn’t look human either. Could they be Apostles who hadn’t appeared yet?
"Calm down. They might not be Apostles. After all, six Apostles have already appeared, and there’s only one we haven’t seen. There are two here, so they could be the members of the mysterious Demon Clan instead."
At this moment, Beckman’s forehead was also dripping with cold sweat.
He hadn’t expected that they’d encounter beings suspected to be from the Demon Clan so soon after arriving.
And that aura—it was powerful, incredibly powerful.
There was no doubt they might be in grave danger right now, especially since the other side had the ability to freeze things.
Beckman and Shanks exchanged a glance, both seeing the gravity in each other’s eyes.
On the other side.
Hughes from the Andre Pirate Crew saw the two strange figures appear, and his expression changed drastically.
Even Andre’s face grew serious.
"Dear guests, I’m called Winter, and he’s called Dark Night. We’re the Sea Patrollers of the Demon Mist Sea. Right now, entry to the Demon Mist Sea is forbidden. You’ve come at a really bad time," the blue-skinned creature said.
Hearing the creature speak, Shanks and Beckman exchanged a look. Shanks stepped forward, preparing to communicate.
But just as he was about to speak, Hughes from the other side cut in first.
"Are you two from the Demon Clan?"
Hearing Hughes’ question, Winter nodded.
Seeing Winter’s confirmation, Hughes began introducing himself and his crew.
"I’m Hughes, the vice-captain of this ship. He’s Andre, our captain. Our pirate crew is affiliated with the Beasts Pirates, and the Beasts Pirates also worship His Majesty the Demon God."
"We weren’t aware of the ban on the Demon Mist Sea this time. We’re very sorry. Could you two make an exception? We’ll leave right away."
As Hughes spoke, his eyes communicated with Andre.
In this situation, Hughes could only hope Andre would suppress his temper.
After all, this was the territory of the Apostles and the Demon God. They couldn’t afford to be reckless. Going head-to-head with these Demon Clan members could easily get them killed.
"The Beasts Pirates, huh? You’re an interesting one, human."
Winter looked at the human in the yellow clothes, finding him amusing. It was his first time meeting a human, and he immediately noticed how good this one was with words.
Were all humans like this? Winter grew curious.
While Winter was lost in curiosity, Dark Night, the ghostly figure beside him, suddenly floated onto the deck of Andre’s ship.
"If you want to leave, it’s simple. Fight me and satisfy me."
His voice was youthful yet hoarse. Up close, you could see that beneath his hood was just a mass of black mist, with no clue where the voice came from.
Hearing Dark Night’s words, Andre, not far away, revealed a fierce grin.
"Just what I wanted."
With that, Andre lunged at Dark Night, swinging his fist toward the faceless black mist with a powerful strike.
Whoosh!
His attack passed right through Dark Night’s figure, as if the opponent were truly a ghost that couldn’t be hit.
"Andre..."
Hughes watched Andre, who had already started fighting, and gave a wry smile.
But with the opponent’s attitude like this, it seemed fighting was their only option now.
As the conflict began to unfold, Winter, standing on the icy sea, watched Dark Night head straight to the other ship and sighed helplessly.
He hadn’t expected this guy to be interested in humans too. What a surprise.
Oh well, there was still one ship left here.
Winter turned his gaze to the ship whose stern he had frozen.
As Sea Patrollers of the Demon Mist Sea, they had the authority to deal with humans who trespassed here however they pleased—whether that meant killing them or driving them away depended entirely on their mood.
How Winter would handle the pirate crew led by the red-haired human in front of him was entirely up to his whim.
And he was very curious about humans.
"So, let’s get started! I’m really curious about you humans. If you can entertain me, I might just let you go.”
"Your Excellency, are you an Apostle?"
Shanks looked at Winter, who had leaped onto their ship, his face filled with solemnity.
"No, the Apostles are far stronger than me. However, I am a Highest Demon. Dealing with you all shouldn’t be much of a problem."
"Highest Demon?"
Hearing the confusion in the man before him, Winter had no intention of explaining.
Currently, the Demon Clan follows a hierarchy: Lesser Demons, Mid-tier Demons, Upper-tier Demons, Highest Demons, and Demon Kings.
Without a doubt, the Apostles were all at the Demon King level.
As a Highest Demon, Winter ranked just below the Apostles.
Of course, the gap between them was still quite significant.
According to the Demon Clan’s classification, based on the racial traits of spiritual lifeforms, they used spiritual power as the primary criterion for evaluation.
Demon Kings encompassed ranks S and S+, while Highest Demons covered A and A+.
So Winter wasn’t being modest—compared to the Apostles’ overwhelming power within their tier, he was indeed outmatched for now.
But he could still grow.
"Come on! If you can’t entertain me, people might die."
Winter’s large eyeball swiveled as he spoke.
The members of the Red Hair Pirates exchanged glances and sprang into action. They had no way out now.
( End of this Chapter )
