Pirate’s Brood Order

The deep cold light suddenly appeared, and Muir was vigilant against Gana in the mirror, while slashing at the countless arms rushing around. There is no way to break the situation by exchanging injuries. Star suddenly rushed in front of him, and slashed at him without any explanation.

One after another of weird horrors made Namuir's head almost stop turning. The murloc, who was filled with more sea water than brains, felt that he could no longer understand the world at this moment!

He looked into Vista's eyes, and strands of black threads entangled his eyeballs in the deep and ruthless coldness, as if there was another strange figure watching him in the depths of the eyes.

The light of the splitting knife fell, and Muir, who was caught off guard, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The space in front of him was like a silver bottle bursting with water, and the entire invisible space was split in half by this one.

Under the shroud of the saber's momentum, the entire space was locked by a terrifying aura, and Muir couldn't dodge even if he regained his senses at this moment.

Seeing that he had nowhere to hide, Namuir took a deep breath. The next moment, the muscles all over his body swelled violently, his muscles and bones stretched, his skeleton stretched, and he suddenly raised two heads on the spot, and ripples like fish scales floated on the muscles. On the head, the thick nape is raised.

Immediately, he took half a step sideways, raised his waist, his elbows smashed the air like two harpoons, and blatantly hit the falling sword blade.

Bang!

There was a sound of metal impact, the blade of the sword shattered, and the broken blade pierced into the root of Namuir's elbow, cutting off a large piece of flesh and bone stubble.

The next moment, Muir howled, and hit his elbow with the strong wind, but Vista grinned ferociously, and the broken knife in his hand turned extremely quickly. As he bent his elbow, his wrist moved strangely. Shrinking back, the light of the knife flowed strangely, disappearing like a handful of black water, and then flipped deftly at his fingertips, and then, it was reversed.

In an instant, the air shattered, the broken knife stuck into the elbow, and half of the arm was cut off. Namuir was aroused fiercely, and the remaining broken elbow hit Vista's chest as usual, and the latter immediately It flew out like a cannonball, hitting a piece of mirror surface, rippling and trembling ripples.

"Hey, fresh flesh and blood should not be wasted!"

A cold and deep voice echoed in the mirror prison, and the face of the black beard who was fighting fiercely with Ace changed. He was very familiar with this voice: "It's Yarlin, is it finally showing up!"

The sound echoed and intertwined in the ears, as if someone was whispering strangely, a dark crack suddenly appeared in front of Muir's eyes, and countless dark and mysterious silk threads came out, making a frantic "hissing" sound, like The bloodthirsty snake smelled the smell of blood, and bit the severed elbow of Namuir viciously.

Embedded by the blade at the root, there was only a piece of skin hanging on it, which was torn off as soon as it was pulled by the black thread. Then Muir's expression changed, and the other palms were crazily dancing like a knife, cutting on the black thread. But it seemed to be slipping with no force, the strong wind only broke a dozen black threads, but the remaining black threads immediately wrapped around his wrist.

Stretching, pulling, terrifying power, as if a gigantic monster was pulling him towards the dark crack, at the same time, the black lines gushing out mysteriously condensed into a human shape.

"Yin Fissure!"

A strange light emerged from a finger, and the dark shadows were gathered into beams, and a crack was pierced through the space, piercing Namuir's shoulder straight.

Cold black air emerged from the black finger hole, and the flesh in Muir's wound was rapidly rotting and withering. An invisible shadow squirmed in the flesh and blood, like an invisible snake gnawing at its flesh and blood.

boom!

Vigorous artillery fire exploded, and the terrifying fire snakes swayed, smashing the surrounding mirrors and wax figures into shattered dross, and the panting and bloodied Cullière charged towards him.

A ball of spinning shells shot out from the barrel, breaking the hooked black thread, and Muir quickly broke free from the black thread. However, those black threads were like living things. Although they were cut off, they seemed to be tenacious. Like an "earthworm", even if the body is broken, it can still survive for a long time. It squirmed frantically and burrowed into his body along the wounds on his shoulder and elbow.

"Ahhhh—"

As if there were countless ants crawling towards the body, Muir pulled the silk threads from his body in horror, threw them on the ground and trampled them into pieces.

"Kuriel, Namuir, how about we let go of our grievances and rush out first?"

Marshall D. Titch stared at Yarlin standing in the center of the field with gloomy eyes. Surrounding Yarlin, the apostles shrouded in black robes all exuded a cold, strange and terrifying aura, and the most frightening one Yes, Vista and Du were also standing there, locking themselves with the same strange and unfamiliar eyes.

"Dead? Alive? Was he manipulated by Yarlin... So, Ace is the same... What a frightening ability!" Marshall Ditch took a deep breath, "There is such a The strange and evil ability, this feeling is even more terrifying than the ability of Whitebeard, if I can have this kind of weird ability..."

A greedy thought floated in Marshall D'Titch's heart. He swallowed hard, then restrained the covetousness in his eyes, and then said to Coulière and Namuir in a deep voice: "You also saw Now, compared to me, Blackbeard, this navy is the real dangerous character, he designed this trap to kill all of us."

"Being left so clean, the original plan was suggested by you, I just made a slight change in your script." Yarlin scanned the crowd meaningfully, and said quietly: "For Ring the bells of a new age, and give a heroic funeral to the great Edward Newgate with the white beard, whom I took pains to bring you here."

Marshall Ditch's face darkened, and he stopped arguing with Yarlin for no reason.

"I was fooled this time, but if you think that this will surely save my life, Marshall D. Teach, that is a fool's dream."

Blackbeard raised his arms above his head, the space collapsed into a dark black hole, and layers of black light continuously bloomed, like a round of black sun.

"Those apostles are likely to be the same as Poison Q and Vista, they are all living dead people manipulated by Yarlin's ability. Therefore, as long as he is killed, the remaining apostles should all die." Marshall D. Teach's eyes Du Jue, from a certain point of view, what he guessed was infinitely close to the truth.

The black sun rotated rapidly, and a large amount of annihilated black water spread out, turning into countless dark waters and shooting towards Yarlin surrounded by apostles with terrifying gravitational force...