The pressure-conducted baseball whizzed with terrifying power and accumulated explosions. Horchiton raised his hand and surged, staring at the weird dachshund, the black wire at the bottom of the pupil The weird surge, as if the gaze of another eye was peeking from it.
The fierce air wave rolled violently, the bone-knotted white palms firmly held the exploded baseball, and the exploded bone fragments flew up and hit the ugly face with a blast, making it bulge and hideous. His blood vessels split one after another blood hole, and the bleeding out of the blood made him look more vicious. Only a pupil that suddenly sank into a pitch black body revealed a strange feeling of carelessness, and his line of sight was completely absent. Instead, focus on the shell of the dachshund that I don't know to call a dead or alive.
The burst on the palm gradually extinguished, the cracked bones quickly healed again, and more refined and solid bone calcium appeared.
"Is that something dead that gained Devil Fruit's power?"
Horchiton opened his mouth, but the sound coming out of his throat was not his own The voice should be thicker, and the tone of voice should be more emotional.
Yarlin's consciousness descended directly on Horchiton's body across the distance of space, and immediately took over the control of this body.
With the arrival of this voice, the black lines in the eye pupils of all Marine Transformers in the field flickered, and the breathing seemed to be a little faster for an instant, and the few subtle expressions on the cheeks There was a disturbing weirdness.
The air in the room seemed to be filled with the taste of heart palpitations. Mr.4 looked at the sight of the opposite person, a pair of thick eyebrows twisted into a lump, he always felt that the breath of the person opposite was suddenly It changed, as if it suddenly became another more dangerous existence.
"It's really uncomfortable!"
Mr.4 raised the lifting rod and swung it down, the dachshund opened his mouth like a cigarette ring, one The solid white baseball spit out in the mouth.
"Oh? Is it like this?"
In the whole process, Yarlin didn't stop him. Instead, he half-squinted his eyes to observe the movements of the dachshund. Obviously It's just a pile of metal parts, but it feels weirdly alive, but Yarlin's perception is clearly a dead thing, no body temperature, no heartbeat, only the movement of the parts, and the living thing Breath.
"Alive? Dead? Devil Fruit?"
More than one Devil Fruit was drawn, and it was swallowed and transformed into Ability User. Yarlin is very sensitive to the breath of Devil Fruit , He would not feel wrong, that dachshund was an inanimate dead object but "edible" Devil Fruit and became the weird Ability User now.
A dachshund who breathes a time bomb!
Pong!
The sand and gravel under Hocheton's feet suddenly condensed into a sand wall, which instantly blocked the heat wave of the explosion. The sand wall was corroded to the ground by the burning black liquid, and an army boot stepped on it. The gravel wall Suddenly bursting from the inside out, the splashing liquid seemed to be pulled by a bone shadow to grow into intermittent residues.
Along the way, the bodies of the two agents were suddenly strangled to pieces by bone chains. Horchiton kept under his feet, rushing forward and appearing in front of Mr.4. The whole person was like a remnant of continuously changing positions. , Suddenly hit Mr.4's front.
next moment!
The dull swing of the huge iron rod stopped halfway, Horchiton's one-eyed gaze was on the dachshund, but the iron rod was held in his hand, and the rusty iron spot seemed to climb on the cheek of the old man The age spots attacked the entire iron rod, which could not be resisted, and then suddenly became light and brittle. With a pinch of Horqeton's five fingers, the rusty iron piece shattered.
The insidious bulge of the middle finger joint of the fist that was smashed out, like a Poison Dragon drill bit fiercely hit Mr.4's chest, immediately, the bloated fat spread out like a rippling wave Rippling, the clothes on his body were stretched and the needle thread broke into a cobweb-like slit, and he flew out directly, tumbled and slipped out of a deep groove on the sand.
Horchiton squeezed the neck of the dachshund, grasped it slightly, lifted it up in front of him, looked at it carefully for a while, and then stepped on Mr.4's head with one foot. The body that had just gotten up again stepped back on the ground, and asked without a doubt: "Is this a dead thing, right?"
The fierce one-eyed one, with a strange black light surging inside, Mr.4's head was firmly pressed on the ground, his cheeks rubbed against the rough gravel, and the sharp pain spreading from his chest reminded him of the fracture of his ribs. He opened his mouth as if eating soil, and some sand flowed into his mouth. , He replied vaguely: "It's a dead thing, it's my big gun!"
"Big gun?!" Hockedon glanced at the dachshund, and then asked: "Tell me, you are How did you do it? I let you go."
"I don't know, I got it from the studio." The cheeks seemed to be crushed, and half of his cheeks burned. Pain, Mr. 4's tooth root swayed and said: "I just heard that it seems to be the result of a certain scientist's research, which can extend Devil Fruit's abilities to the body. I don't know the other things. What I said is Honestly."
Horchiton lowered his head and showed a thoughtful expression in his eyes, and then the black lines in his pupils faded like tide, and the scarlet color emerged from the pitch black to occupy the entire eyeball.
"I'm finished, you promised to let me go!" Mr.4 struggled to turn his head, moving his eyes with great difficulty and looking towards the sole of the top of his head, a bunch of red rays of light Slowly covered his head.
Holden took over his body again. He stared at his head faintly, and cunning smiled at the corner of his mouth. "I didn't promise you!"
In the sound of the smashing sound, Mr.4's expression froze in a moment of horror, half of his head was crushed into stubble, and the remaining half of his skull exposed white calcification, like a shattered plaster statue.
The battle next to it is also close to finishing work. The hidden high-rise building is filled with blood, high-pitched, and mournful scream echoes in the building. The Marine transformant is indifferently waving the blade in his hand, like The assassins running around took away the last echo of life.
When night fell, the dark-covered building fell into a dead silence.
Horchiton counted the spoils of war and the corpses of his own people, and then divided into two teams, one team returned to the base with the Ability User with two fruits, and the rest continued to follow Find the next stronghold in the Baroque Works room.
The speed of the journey can't even catch up with the speed of Hocheton's killing and suppression. Vivi and Icarim looked at each other in amazement, sniffing the smell of blood remaining in the air.
"Which place is this?"
"It is already the seventh place!"
"…"
It's crazy to wipe out seven Baroque Works's strongholds in a week. Vivi exhales one breath saying, "I think we need to pass this thing back to let Royal Father know what happened here."