One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

"As long as the information satisfies me, maybe my heart will soften, and it is not impossible to let you go."

Loya continued his performance, ignoring Mark's increasingly ugly face.

If he knew what Mark was thinking now, he would be dumbfounded.

He belongs to pure wisdom but is mistaken by wisdom.

The method that was clearly thought of to make the other party afraid of fear and to stop resisting, but unexpectedly had the opposite effect, which further stimulated Mark's desire to survive.

But in the battle of life and death, the guy who can do this is usually not a normal person.

Mark put on a posture, his muscles were tense, ready to attack at any time, but he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Although I really want to believe you, as an enemy, let's not have such naive thoughts, Mr. Navy."

"It's also...well, you're just a minion anyway, right? I'll ask your boss about the artillery, as well as know." Loya shrugged, expressing understanding.

It's just that he has already started scolding his mother in his heart: "The plot in the TV series is really unreliable!"

"Hey? Well, almost."

"However, it can also kill people!"

Saying that, Mark kicked his footsteps, and his body suddenly turned into a black line, rushing towards Loya.

The tips of the two short knives in his hands were touching each other and held in front of him. The dark blades exuded a cold light in the sunlight, like a black poisonous dragon, directly taking Loya's throat.

Mark does not know how to shave, but as a light weapons user, his speed is naturally not that slow.

Especially in close combat and assault, Mark has a unique set of acceleration skills.

According to the information he already knew, Loya was a fruit power user of the animal-type phantom beast. Although the melee combat was not weak, it was much weaker than his special abilities.

And his biggest advantage is that he roams around and fights, so he made a plan to fight in close quarters.

But what he didn't know was that, in order to use a knife to kill and eliminate the jiji, the information Jones gave him did not mention Loya's terrifying strange power, and... he would use the relevant information of the sixth type of the Navy.

This is doomed to Mark's praiseworthy but stupid resistance,

The end is already doomed.

Facing the attacking Mark, Loya suddenly thought of Lu Qi.

Both of them attacked themselves with similar postures.

Just as ridiculous, just as futile.

To be honest, he didn't have much hatred for Lu Qi himself, and the reason why he made such a heavy hand was because he was furious when he saw the tragic state of his companions.

But if Loya were to choose again, he would definitely make the same choice.

The human heart is full of flesh, and everyone knows who treats them well. These are magnified countless times on the lonely traveler of Loya.

In the words of a Chinese second disease, that is, "The dragon has reverse scales, and it will kill you if you touch it."

Seeing Mark's raid now, Loya suddenly realized that all this was not the result of his abolition of the CP members, but the cause that he planted since he gained this power.

In the face of a situation surrounded by wolves, killing the first hungry wolf that rushes forward will indeed fall into the siege, but if you don't kill it, can you be alone and have nothing to do with it?

The answer is of course impossible.

Figuring out the conundrum in his heart, Loya let out a faint breath and murmured, "Then, let me end this farce!"

Make a fist, shake a fist!

boom!

A circle of violent air waves spread out in an arc shape, and Mark, who was rushing forward, flew back in an instant at a speed faster than when he came.

Leaving an afterimage in the retina, it crashed straight into the ice layer, splashing large pieces of ice. It was as if someone had detonated a bomb on the ice.

Clap his hands, Loya glanced at the cracks on the protective ice armor, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "The power is good, but unfortunately, the strength is too poor."

He is now using the ice armor move to a great extent, and if he does not observe carefully, he can hardly see that there is still a layer of ice armor around his body.

Lying deep in the ice, Mark's eyes were full of disbelief.

What just happened?

Why am I here?

I am... attacked?

Mark thought in a trance, but the sharp pain from all over his body told him the answer.

Yes, I was attacked myself.

And, he was defeated.

The whole body was smashed, four of the five internal organs were broken, and five of the six internal organs were broken.

Not dead, not far from death.

"What a quick move...cough...S! It hurts."

A slight vibration brought about a massive loss of physical strength and excruciating pain.

Mark was panting rapidly, he didn't dare to take a big breath, that would bring him more pain.

His vision began to blur, his hands and feet slowly lost consciousness, and he couldn't even hold the short knife he had been carrying for decades.

"Is this...death? It's...really, it hurts...ah."

Mark thought, thought, and gradually lost consciousness.

In the perception of the enemy of Loya's living beings, Mark's vitality from the very beginning was as intense as the scorching sun, and gradually declined and subsided, until it disappeared.

Seeing Mark's death, Loya didn't have much emotion. No matter which way he thought about it, between the two, there was only a life-and-death outcome between the two. Mark is not dead, do you want him to send it up by himself?

"Tell a joke, the sharp thief and the weapon are just facing each other." Loya told a little joke to himself, and then looked at the big spider beside him.

"The trash fish has disappeared, so let's start the attack now!"

......

Presumably this kind of demolition, many people have seen it.

One after another steel beasts let out a thunderous roar, and inserted the shovel drill deeply into the building. With the rumbling vibration, a reinforced concrete building quickly became ruins.

I believe that those who witnessed the scene were all amazed at the power of these steel beasts, and proud of the wisdom of human beings.

But now, when science is replaced by metaphysics, and machinery is replaced by magic, what does it look like?

The answer, of course, is that there is no difference.

As far as destruction and destruction is concerned, science and magic, indeed.

The big spider was almost unable to hold on anymore. The island of Morte that made up its body was mottled at the moment. Numerous rubble wrapped in mud and trees fell down, and when it hit the ground, it was a small hillside.

Two of the eight ice-made arthropods were broken, which made it feel like stepping on a steel wire every step, and stepping on the wrong step would be a doom.

But the effect of its destruction is significant.

At this moment, Crisvia Island is like a war, full of chaos and despair.

An ice spider clears the way in front, and Loya in the back just needs to follow in the footsteps of the former and clean up those guys who were fortunate enough to escape from the collapsed building.

Ice bomb, ice spear, ice thorn, thousand forest sudden.

One after another attack took life easily, and the screams and explosions before death were mixed together, desperate and depressed.

But Loya did not waver in the slightest. He walked all the way and cleaned up all the way. With the passive nature of the enemy of living beings, the probability of killing the wrong person is very small.

Even if the killing is wrong, it can be said that this island is full of enemies, and he is embattled on all sides. So it is better to kill the wrong, not to let go. Loya will not put himself at risk for the lives of unrelated people.

......

At this moment, on the other side of Crisvia Island, inside the huge underground arsenal.

boom!

Another vibration sounded, the thick concrete above the head made an unpleasant churning sound, and bits of rubble fell from it.

"Oh, it's really dangerous." A young man broke the falling stone with the water pipe in his hand, and pressed his hat with his hand.

On his left face, there is a large red burn scar.

But such scars didn't make him look fierce, on the contrary, it contrasted with his warm smile, making him more charming. To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: