Pirate's Swamp Fruit

In the dark forest, Wilder's figure was nimble and nimble, his feet alternately stepping on the air or branches, passing quickly through the shadows of the trees. .

"Bang bang bang" dull and powerful air explosion sounds continued to sound in the silent dark jungle.

Wilder's back rose and fell with his footsteps, his face was expressionless, his teeth were biting his cigar, and he was looking directly at the direction where the ship was docked in front of him, his eyes were shining fiercely in the darkness.

Wilder didn't know if something would happen on the other side of the shore, but an intuition in his heart told him that he had to go there.

Maybe it's the sight, hearing, and color that's causing the trouble. Of course, it's also possible that the soul that's different from ordinary people has changed in some way, or it's the legendary sixth sense. Well, the sixth sense may be the sight, hearing, and color. Anyway, there's no such thing in this world. On Kongdao, there is another name for the domineering spirit, which seems to be called Xinzang.

"No matter what, we can't stay on this island any longer. We will leave early tomorrow morning."

With Wilder's current strength, although he is not the strongest at the top, he is still a powerful combat force that the world cannot ignore. Naturally, although he is wary of a strange island full of unknowns, he will not pay too much attention to it. Where to go.

The reason for saying this is because there will never be a shortage of weird events in this world. He doesn't care because he has some confidence in his own strength, and he has the strength to not care about it, while others may not.

The group as strong as the straw hats still suffered a big loss at the hands of some weak people with strange abilities.

And the Four Seas is infinitely larger than the Grand Line, and the unknown and weird things that exist within it can’t be fully explored.

It's not that the Four Seas is weirder than the Great Route, after all, the environment is there, and the weather on the Great Route is more moody than the Four Seas, but at least, the Four Seas is definitely not as simple as it is shown in the original book.

How can a page of description be able to contain the entire ocean?

The most terrifying thing about dancing on the sea is never the enemies encountered on the sea, but the sea itself.

This is best understood by those who have experienced strong winds and waves.

In any case, staying will not benefit Wilder in any way, and leaving as soon as possible can reduce unnecessary troubles.

But sometimes that's the case, things don't work the way one wants them to.

Wilder, who was walking, suddenly stopped, his body fell steadily from the air, and stood on the muddy ground.

The ground was covered with dead branches and rotten leaves, muddy and slippery, and there was a soft sound of water sizzling when stepped on it.

Wilde looked calm, the cigar he was biting in his mouth glowed with a little spark, and it became the only light in the dark night, scarlet like blood.

The corners of the mouth that was slightly opened due to biting the cigar drooped slightly, the muscles in the forehead wrinkled impatiently, and a pair of dangerously shining eyes were already half-closed. He twisted his neck and scanned the surroundings.

The silence, darkness, and shadows of the trees in the jungle made everything look eerie and eerie, and even the air became stuffy unconsciously.

"bang bang bang"

The ground trembled, one after another, with regularity, there was a dull sound in the jungle, the leaves fell rustlingly, and the rustling sound also sounded at the same time.

Huge black shadows appeared all around and moved towards Wilder. The dull loud noise was exactly the sound these huge monsters made when they moved.

Wilder's eyes changed slightly, and he glanced sideways at the huge black shadows other than the surrounding tree shadows.

About twenty huge black shadows vaguely surrounded Wilder in the jungle, forming a circle.

The distance is not too close, about fifty meters, but because of the huge body, it feels like it is right in front of you.

The branches and leaves cover the details of these giant shadows, making it impossible to see their appearance, but it can be vaguely seen that these black shadows have no limbs, and the way they move is also very weird. It doesn't look like walking or jumping. It looks more like wriggling. But the sound of the wriggling was as thick as a giant's foot falling.

"Roar" low and hoarse roars were heard intermittently. The jungle was shrouded in a strange atmosphere. More than two dozen black shadows were getting closer and closer. At the same time, some black energy filled the air.

"Is this the monster Barrett said?"

The cigar bitten in the corner of his mouth has burned to the end, and the wrinkle in his forehead is gradually tightening.

"bang"

In the blink of an eye, twenty huge monsters had appeared in front of Wilder, surrounding him. The huge body exuded bursts of cold black air, and the evil aura permeated the air. Cold, ruthless eyes looked down at him. Wilder is like an ant.

Wilder raised his head and glanced at the monster in front of him with a dull gaze.

The ten-meter-high body is covered in pitch black, just like the night, without facial features, only a big mouth, which is slightly opened at this time, revealing the bottomless blackness inside, but has no teeth, only mucus pulled into silk A black sticky object shaped like a stick hangs in the middle of the mouth, looking like sharp fangs.

Although there are no facial features, these monsters reveal a kind of substantive gaze, looking down at Wilder.

The shape of the monsters cannot be roughly described. It should be said that there are no rules at all. There are no limbs. It is more likely that these monsters should be described as a ball or a pool, but this beach or pool is relatively high and close to human form.

One thing Wilder couldn't figure out was how these monsters appeared. A height of ten meters couldn't hide them. The only possibility was that, as Barrett said, these monsters were cursed and came from the night.

This is very consistent with the current scene.

What is more consistent is that it is said that you cannot go out at night. Obviously, the reason why you cannot go out is that these monsters will teach those who go out a lesson that they will disappear forever.

"Is this why small towns are so sparsely populated?"

The end of the cigar was spat out by Wilder. He frowned and thought. His feet had already burst out with strength and left the place.

Without a sound, a big black sticky hand landed on the place where Wilder had just stood, and the ground instantly became scorched black.

"Gulu" Wilder appeared on top of this monster. A large number of swamps emerged from his arms, forming a huge swamp arm. Ice-cold light flashed in his eyes. With a strong lift, the swamp arm slammed down.

"boom"

Without the slightest resistance, the monster was instantly crushed by the arms of the swamp, and its huge body fell to the ground. It was then pressed down by the thick swamp, and it sank two or three centimeters into the soil, struggling crookedly to get out. He stood up from the restraints, but was only pressed a little deeper.

"hiss"

The swamp holding the monster hissed softly, and gradually became scorched black.

"There are weird things everywhere."

Seeing this, Wilder's eyes were half-closed and flickering.

In an instant, when other monsters were about to attack, the benefits brought by the battle on the top made Wilder make a coping method.

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