A faint fire light shines on the person who comes.

Yas turned his head and looked at him. A man in his thirties, with a moustache on his chin, a well-proportioned figure and a height of about 1.8 meters tall appeared in front of him.

If Yas was not mistaken, this guy should be the [Demon Wolf] Hungary with a bounty of up to 10 million Baileys.

The man's face was gloomy, his fists were clenched, and a fierce breath like a beast came from him.

Without negotiation or conversation, Hung Ya's muscles suddenly bulged, and his eyes turned into red pupils under the flames, like a strong wild wolf, shooting towards Yas.

"So fast..."

Yas was slightly surprised. He originally thought that he should have been able to deal with a pirate with a bounty of only 10 million Bailey, but the person in front of him seemed to be a little beyond his expectations.

However, after two breaths, Hung Ya had already arrived in front of Yas. His pointed claws stretched out from his fingers, and violently rubbed against the air, and he took a fierce look at Yas!

"bass!"

Yas's horizontal iron pipe barely blocked it. These claws are not like weapons installed by the evil rats, but are actually grown from the flesh.

Is he a devil fruit ability?

A little doubt emerged in Yas's mind, but the physique of the devil fruit abilities should be much stronger than the person in front of him.

In a blink of an eye, Hungary launched a fierce attack on Yas again, but they were all blocked by Yas one by one.

"roar!"

A roar came from Hungary's throat, like a wild beast.

And Yas seemed to see sharp fangs from his mouth.

You can't be passive like this anymore. Yas's eyes condensed, he pulled back, and the iron pipe waved rapidly.

"Screen of Fire!"

A flame suddenly rose between the two and turned into a wall of flames, retracting the Hungarian force who was about to continue the attack.

"It's my turn."

Yas used his old trick again, and took advantage of the cover of the fire curtain and jumped, appearing directly above Hungary, and descending from the sky with a waving iron tube.

"Fire Explosion!"

The iron pipe burned red in an instant, like a meteor that cut through the sky, landing heavily on Hungary.

"roar!"

Another roar.

Huge muscles bulged on Hungary, which was a manifestation of his stimulation of bloodlines.

The rolling blood flowed on him, and the claws stretched out from his fingers became harder, crossing their claws, blocking the attack from the sky that could no longer be avoided.

"boom!"

The violent flames swept across the two of them again, the flames and smoke exploded on the ground, and a figure flew backwards out of the smoke.

Dragging the faint black smoke, Yas stepped on the ground with his legs, trying his best to stop his body, his eyes extremely solemn.

The person flying backwards turned out to be Yas who launched the attack!

Under Yas's gaze, the thick smoke finally slowly dissipated, and a figure more than two meters appeared in everyone's eyes.

At this time, Hungary was no longer like a human. Black fur came out of him, and his body was a little charred. It was these furs that allowed Hungary to block the flames released by Yas and the subsequent impact damage.

Could it be that the animal-type fruit abilities...

Yas's eyes moved slightly.

No, it's more like...

A special race appeared in Yas's mind, that is the fur tribe located in the New World.

This race is able to speak, has many animal forms, and has mastered the ability to control lightning when born. It can be said to be a clan born for fighting.

Yas raised his head, a broken moon hung in the sky.

Yas breathed a little relieved. What he cared about the most was the ability of the fur tribe to transform at the full moon. If he really transformed, he would probably not be able to withstand it with his combat power at this time.

But this guy in front of me probably doesn't look like a purebred fur tribe.

Emmmmm, I don’t know which ancestor has such a strong taste.

Yas's mind gradually became divergent, and he seemed to have thought of something interesting.

"roar..."

Another low roar, and faint blue arcs lingered on Hungary's claws. At this time, he was extremely close to the image of a werewolf in human legend.

"It's indeed the bloodline of the fur tribe..."

Looking at this scene, it has completely confirmed the sin committed by the ancestors of Hungarians. Oh no, it is the source of Hungarians' ability!

Mixed-blood fur tribes generally do not easily reveal their bloodlines, especially those who have been mixed for several generations, their bloodlines will gradually be diluted.

However, in the case of danger or extreme anger, this gene hidden deep in the bloodline is easily activated, thus achieving a state of increasing combat effectiveness and almost thunderousness.

That is the state of Hungary at this time!

It seems that his killing of his brother made him angry.

Yas clasped his weapon tightly and thought to himself secretly.

"Here you come!"
Chapter completed!