As if countless poisonous snakes were neighing in the dark night, the air was swallowed, and the ice-cold that permeated the bone marrow turned into a terrifying shadow dormant among the snakes, killing intents.
Fan Augur turned his head and looked back, his pupils shrank, his heart twitched fiercely, his feet moved backwards, and his body continued to shrink backwards, looking like he was being pulled. The dragged kite, with a wire hanging on his back, pulled him back quickly.
Wrapped in a fur coat, the sickly Doc Q put his finger in the basket a little, and a red apple spun into the black mist, and a firework exploded in the darkness, and then strayed. The cracked flame is like boiling oil engulfed in the mud, and the flame is silently engulfed by the shadow entwined on the black line before it can bloom.
The chilly breath dissipated with the air, and the thick fur coat seemed to be unable to block the gloom with no opportunity. Doc Q felt a layer of fine goose bumps aroused on the surface of the skin, those " The black line of "neighing" seemed to be offended, and immediately turned the fangs moved towards him fiercely bite.
"The deepest impression of red apples in my memory comes from a fairy tale, and it turns out that the red apples handed by strangers are poisonous!" A hoarse voice in the diffuse shadows I don't know which direction it came from, but it seems to come from all directions: "You moved towards me to throw the apple to express, are you already impatient and want to die for your companion?"
Doc Q The scalp is numb, and the piercing killing intent is like countless fine needles piercing the skin. The cold and bad wind blows on the face, but it is impossible to capture the position of the silhouette hidden in the black mist.
The extreme danger screamed in his body within the body, and a drop of cold sweat dripped on his forehead. This terrifying and insidious feeling he had only felt on his captain, Blackbeard Teach.
The difference is that the darkness that Teach manipulates is like dark entangled dark water, silently absorbing everything; and the black mist in front of me at this moment is more like a dazzling black fire, covered by black threads Weaving and manipulating the dark fire, withered and corroded everything.
Like a wisp of shame seeping from Yellow Springs, eager to pollute and devour the creatures in the world.
"Don't touch it!" Doc Q's eyelids throbbed, and his heart was horrified but not panicked. Although his job is a ship doctor, since he can be recruited by Blackbeard, his strength is naturally tyrannical. Incomparably, it is definitely not an existence that can be killed casually.
"Fate has already told me the answer, you can't kill me?" Doc Q flicked his wrist, and a scythe of ferocious form was drilled out from under the coat, like Death God's Scythe in charge of fate, between lashes The chain wrapped around the handle of the knife trembles, making the sound of "Ding Ding Cang Cang".
The sickle sharply cuts through the black mist. When it touches the black line, the blade picks strangely. The smooth black silk is like a woman's long hair being cut easily.
"Fate will help me cut off everything that is blocking me!" Doc Q smiled darkly, his fierce sickle dexterously manipulated, one after another cut through the diffuse black The fog and even the black fire that was lingering was strangely shaken by the sickle to the side.
Yarlin's silhouette was exposed in the black mist, a palm of his hand came out like lightning, and he grabbed it against the sickle. The white gloves were unusually conspicuous in the dark, but the edges of the gloves were twined with silk. The bulging shadows, as if an Orochi was opening his mouth and biting down at the sickle.
"Fate?" Yarlin's mouth curled up with contempt, as if sneering, "I want to know what it's like to swallow fate!"
You believe in fate, fate is If the puppet is controlling you; you despise fate, what can fate do?
Ding!
With a crisp sound, the sickle and fingertips suddenly collided with a burst of fire stars, and then was annihilated by the shadows. Yarlin's arms were twisted like a boneless snake. Climbing towards Doc Q with a long knife handle.
The terrifying power and the cold breath converge, and the tremor is transmitted along the sickle. Doc Q's ailing body is like thunder. The huge force invaded into the body, and the hand holding the knife was a little unstable.
He immediately grabbed the handle of the knife, and the sickle madly rotated in an attempt to cut Yarlin's arm, but the opponent was fearless, and the twisted arm stretched suddenly, like a curly poisonous python suddenly The elongated body makes you can't guard against it. In the next moment, the hideous fingertips tore the collar, and the cold fishy air hit the throat.
The goose bumps on the shivering neck are shaking off!
"I heard you propose to find us before, then, did fate tell you that I appeared in front of you so soon?"
A cold hoarse voice accompanied With piercing fingertips, Doc Q was covered with hair stands on end. He felt a buzzing in his ears, his eyes were black, and a bloody smell in his mouth surged down his throat and overflowed into his mouth.
The sickle spins frantically, but it seems to be stuck in a sluggish silt swamp, and it seems to be entangled by countless sticky cobwebs. Every effort is extremely difficult. Doc Q's eyes widened but saw Yarlin's The arms cracked and swelled strangely into countless black lines at some unknown time. Those black lines entangled in the air, strangling the sickle to death in random circles.
The arms split into cobwebs, but the black thread attached to the front is still condensed into twisted arms like snakes. Fingertips are like hooks digging into the neck of Doc Q's throat and have pierced his throat.
Thriller, weird, shuddering!
Turn pale with fright's Doc Q hurriedly moved on tiptoe, the ground under his feet exploded, and the gravel and gravel splashed, revealing a deep hole more than a meter wide, and the surrounding edges splashed with rippling powder to cover Sight.
Blood splashed, Doc Q withdrew and violently retreated, and at the same time, a secret and silent bullet struck his cheek, piercing and smashing the sharp finger hook, and at the same time exploding the half of his wrist and arm behind him. Off.
Broken black lines spattered, and a bloody throat fell to the ground, exploded into hundreds of fingernail-sized shrapnel, still rushing into madness.
The lingering shadows surging around the surface of Yarlin's body, baring fangs and brandishing claws rushed towards the shrapnel, and a single breath melted all the shrapnel without leaving ashes.
A hundred meters away, Van Augur, who is holding a gun, hiding behind a rock wall, has his eyes protruding, staring at Yarlin, whose shoulders have been shattered in disbelief, why he can manipulate his ability to swallow the remaining shrapnel .
That is a specially made Kairoseki bullet, a nemesis of Devil Fruit Ability User. Shouldn't it be the moment that it is shot into the opponent's body to completely wipe out all the opponent's resistance to struggle?
Obviously the whole arm was broken by a bullet!
"However, at least one of the other's shoulders was shot off!" Fan Augur smiled, and the sight was pointed at Yarlin's forehead faintly said: "The next bullet will kill you! "