Capone Becky of the Pirate

Chapter 197 Attack Nullification

"This guy's physical skills are terrible." Brook couldn't help complaining, Zatmolo's knife just now didn't bring much pressure on Brook.

Zatmolo's fruit ability is too powerful and weird, so he relies too much on fruit ability, which also leads to rather mediocre physical skills.

This has the same common problem as other powerful fruit ability users.

The nightmare space suddenly surged, and the surrounding space began to rotate, as did the ground under their feet, which quickly turned into a swirling swamp, dragging the two of them into the swamp.

Moria raised his foot, covered with armed colors, and stomped hard on the rotating swamp, but it turned out that he only stepped on a small area, and then the rotating swamp swallowed them more quickly.

"Brook, quickly destroy his dream." Moria said in a deep voice.

"I'm going to use Chapter 3 Soul Song, put on earplugs and cover your ears!"

When Moriah heard this, he quickly put on earplugs for himself, and covered his ears tightly with his big hands.

Brook immediately put away the rapier and picked up the violin again, and the passionate sound of the piano sounded instantly. This time, the sound of the piano was passionate, like a rough sea, and it was transmitted to the entire nightmare space.

"The Revolutionary Song of the Underworld—Chapter Three—Song of the Soul."

As soon as the piano sounded, Moriah's face became ugly, and his big face twisted in pain.

At the same time, a figure fell out of the darkness.

It was Zatmolo, who had the same pain on his face, and he hurriedly covered his ears, trying to block the sound of the piano just like Moria.

But the effect was not good, the sound of the piano still came into his mind, and his soul was trembling in pain.

"I also covered my ears, why is the sound of the piano still coming into my mind." Zatmore's face was distorted by pain.

Brook sneered: "My Requiem is not just a range attack, I can lock your soul. It's just that my ability is not strong enough to lock only specific people."

Brook's Revenge attack can target a certain person, but because the ability is not well controlled, it will also affect other people, but the person mainly targeted will suffer the main attack damage.Moreover, the sound of the piano can lock the individual soul and launch an attack on the soul. Even if you cover your ears, it only weakens part of the attack.

This kind of pain was heart-piercing, Zatmolo fell to the ground and rolled, and at the same time, the dream he created suddenly became unstable. There were countless cracks in the earth and the sky, and white light was emitted from these cracks, and The sound of shouting and killing came from the real world.

Zatmolo lay on the ground with an extremely ugly expression on his face. With a ferocious face, he mobilized his abilities to heal the nightmare world that was about to shatter.

The entire nightmare space spun, and long cones a few meters thick rushed out from all directions, shooting towards Brook like meteors.

As if Brooke hadn't seen him, he was still playing the Vigil.

Moria swung the pair of scissors, and shot out one after another powerful slashing blows, cutting off the flying awl and firmly protecting Brook.

The long cones all over the sky were still shooting down continuously, but after two rounds, Zatmoro let out a scream, and all the long cones dissipated, and countless cracks appeared in the entire nightmare space again, and then exploded with a bang.

Moria and the others returned to reality again.

Under the attack of Revenge, Zatmoro was unable to clone to maintain the nightmare space.

Caused the nightmare space to be cracked.

Brook's serious soul fire is much dimmer, and the attack of Requiem also consumes a lot of him.

"Good job, Brooke. I'll leave the rest to me." Moria laughed loudly, holding the scissors and slashing at Zatmolo's feet.

Zatmore gritted his teeth and quickly avoided it, but another scissors cut across in an instant, directly cutting off Zatmore's feet.

"Hehehe, without the nightmare space, you are a waste." Moria snorted coldly.

However, at the next moment, Moria's eyes widened. Zatmoro's broken body didn't bleed, and then twisted and reunited, as if it hadn't been cut off at all.

Zatmolo panted heavily, his gloomy eyes cast a cold light.

"My ability is beyond what you can imagine. I can transform myself into a dream at any time. What you cut off is just me in the dream. The real me will not suffer any injuries."

"I don't believe it yet." Moria yelled, and the pair of scissors swung again. Zatmoro's face changed, and he quickly avoided the slash.

"Aren't you afraid of slashing, what are you hiding?" Moria roared.

Zatmolo's face was ugly, black light emerged from his body, and his whole body was changing rapidly, from a skinny old man to a huge, muscular, blue-faced and fang-toothed evil ghost.

A black light rushed out of his hand, and the black light condensed into a huge black knife.

With a bang, the black knife blocked Moria's scissors, and he resisted Moria's slash, which made Moria a little unbelievable.

"My nightmare world can be used not only on others, but also on myself. When the me in the dream merges with the me in reality, I will gain great power." Zatmoro grinned.

"See, this is the power of the dream fruit."

"Then let me see how strong you are." Moriah's expression remained unchanged, and he suddenly exerted force to force Zatmolo back.Then he swallowed a shadow ball in one gulp, and his size skyrocketed again.Then he strode towards Zatmoro with big strides, the scissors cut through the air, so fast that it was too fast for people to dodge.

Zatmolo gritted his teeth and raised his knife to resist, the earth shook, the ground collapsed, under the violent force, the ground under Zatmolo's feet collapsed, and his feet were inserted into the ground like iron pillars.

Moria slashed down again, driving Zatmoro into the ground again, half of his body plunged into the ground.

Then the shadows under Moria's feet flew up, turning into shadow horn guns and shooting through Zatmoro's body in an instant, turning him into a hornet's nest.

Then Zatmore's body began to distort, turning into black light and dissipating in place, reunited not far away to re-transform into Zatmore.

Zatmolo gasped.

"As I said, your attack is ineffective against me."

"I don't believe it." Moria was expressionless, and charged at Zatmoro again. The double scissors flew up, forming a dense curtain of knives and submerging Zatmoro. The Shadow Horn Spear attacked unexpectedly.

Zatmoro gained great power through the fusion of dreams, but Moria, who cast the shadow gathering place, also has amazing power.

In terms of strength, Moria is even better.

Zatmolo, who was already weak in physical combat, was no match for Moriah at all. He would be hit and cut off after resisting an average of three or four attacks.

Kezatmoro still avoided Moria's attack by turning himself into a dream.

After being cut four or five times in a row, Zatmolo was panting extremely, and his movements became more and more sluggish, not as agile as before.

"You can indeed turn yourself into a dream to negate any attacks, but this ability consumes a lot of energy, how many times can you use this ability now?" Moria discovered this after hitting Zatmoro once or twice. question.

(End of this chapter)