The Beginning of One Piece: Rape the Dragon Girl

Robin's head was in the small warehouse on the other side of the wall. Her eyes were pitch black, and the fluorescence in the darkness was just the tears streaming down her cheeks. Nothing else could be seen.

Now she had no strength to break free from her stuck neck. She was just crying loudly, and even her voice was hoarse and she could no longer make any sound.

Gil hummed a little tune, the silver light flashed, and the carved head mark changed,

A new day, a new beginning.

Entering the valley today was very stable, just like Robin, she was stuck in the wall and couldn't move at all. This valley seems to be imitating her and has become better behaved today.

Jill was more skilled this time, and he was familiar with it once and twice. It took so much effort to find it into the valley last time, but this time he slipped in all at once.

Arriving in front of the unfinished mural, Jill touched the pink rock wall and smiled knowingly.

He came forward with his pen and swung it freely.

As a painter, his paintings pay attention to profound artistic conception.

And what is freehand brushwork

"Ideology" refers to consciousness, artistic conception, will, affection, taste, etc., that is, the painter's thoughts and feelings.

That is to say, when painting, you must have imagination in your mind.

At this time, Jill's artistic conception was that of an iron pestle grinding a needle.

I thought in my heart that I was the iron pestle, grinding and grinding, just this one action.

But his body was as fast as flying, and he kept splashing ink.

Its continuous movements are done in one go, leaving traces on the blank spaces of the rock wall.

The word "writing" means to express and express, and "freehand brushwork" means that the painter "embeds his feelings in the scenery", "emphasizes his feelings on objects" and "expresses his aspirations through objects", and expresses his thoughts and feelings through painting.

Leaving his mark on every part of the pink rock wall is the noble sentiment that Jill uses to appreciate herself as a painter.

He carried out this movement thoroughly, doing it eight hundred and sixty times. The pink rock wall was covered with it, and wherever the ink touched, it reached the depths of the valley.

I looked outside lazily, as if I was too absorbed in it. The deep red color of sunset was already hanging on the horizon.

Gil was almost dying at this time. He was breathing heavily and seemed to have reached his limit.

No, I can't just fall down like this. This mural is just about to be completed.

Unwilling to admit defeat, Gill stubbornly fought against God, only to see him let out a shocking cry.

The vest on his upper body burst open, revealing his perfect and majestic muscles.

Silver light kept flashing in front of him, and the big thick pen in his hand was swung rapidly, and its high-speed frequency was accompanied by constant shouting.

This is not enough. As he possesses the ability of the Jet Fruit, every part of his body, yes, every place can be displaced by jet.

It's like the iron pestle in his mind. What would happen if this iron pestle could rotate 360 ​​degrees and blow out air?

It's unimaginable

Gill saw that he had reached the depths of the valley. He couldn't stop at this time, otherwise all his previous efforts would be in vain.

This step is very critical. You must maintain a high-speed and stable painting frequency, and cannot be fast and slow, otherwise the paintings you draw will not have rich charm.

Compared with yesterday, today's painting was smoother, and it was done in one go. After all, Robin did not hinder her today. It was not that she didn't want to, but that her personality had reached the edge of collapse. . .

Her whole head was stuck outside the wall. How could she stop it? There was only one fixed position.

At this time, Robin was enduring inhuman torture. Although Jill ignored her and just imprisoned herself, she had not eaten for two days, her complexion was distorted, and her originally rosy skin had already sunken, revealing the outline of her facial bones. She opened her mouth silently, her eyes were round and bloodshot.

The heat is here now

Gil flew directly to the depths of the valley. In a flash of silver light, he let go of the big pen in his hand and flew towards the abyss of the valley. Instead of a final impact, the finishing touch finally appeared at the end.

Gil caught the flying pen and stood firmly on the spot.

I saw a large amount of white spring water suddenly spurting out from the depths of the valley. The temperature was so high that Gil didn't dare to get close. He had to use a large pen of ink in his hand to fight against the white spring water.

The scene was filled with roaring sounds as the two water jets collided.

Gill was no match. His ink only worked for that one time and was gone after it was used up. However, the white spring water gushes out from the depths of the valley is inexhaustible.

Seeing that he could no longer resist, Jill quickly pulled away.

At this time, Robin was buried in the pile of debris and passed out. Her face was still covered with tears, her mouth was wide open, and her eyes had turned white. She was already getting too much air in and not enough out, and she was about to die. .

"No, my current body can't withstand frequent operations for three days." Gil fled outside the valley and jumped into the small house on the back of the big desert lizard. Suddenly, his legs became weak and he fell to the ground. Now I only have the strength to raise my head slightly, with my eyes half open.

The time to become a Shichibukai is coming soon. How can we execute the next plan in such a state?

Gil regretted a little at this time. With Shalulia's father's influence and malice toward him, if he didn't recharge his batteries and maintain a state of complete victory, his plan after becoming a Shichibukai would not be implemented.

With the current urgent situation in the Kingdom of Alabasta, it can be said that emergencies can happen at any time, and when the time comes, I will not have the absolute strength to deal with it.

What a misstep. Jill regretted it so much that her intestines turned green. She could feel that after these three days of drunkenness and dreaming, her body had reached the edge of collapse. If it weren't for the black-gold liquid in her body, she might have died long ago. .

"Water... water..." A weak voice came from the pile of debris in the warehouse.

When Gil heard the sound, his eyes that were gradually unconscious suddenly opened. He was lying on his back now, and could only try to raise his head. He looked at the warehouse on the other side of the hole in the wall. The woman's face was already blue, and it seemed that she had already died. It's almost time to die.

Jill didn't have the energy to call anyone, and there was no one else nearby. And if this woman is not rescued in time, she may really die.

It's over. There's no one outside. If it had been another day, people would probably be cold.

His excessive overdraft of his body finally brought about the most serious consequences.

If Robin dies, the butterfly effect will become bigger and bigger, and the future development of events will exceed his expectations. With his current strength, if he loses this advantage, he will probably be eliminated from this world. Become an ordinary pirate who died on the Grand Line.

No, you have to stand up

A determined look appeared in Gill's eyes. The black-gold liquid in his body flowed rapidly throughout his body, and his whole body showed a metallic luster. He gritted his teeth and compressed gas was ejected from the pores of his skin, and his whole body lay flat on his stomach. Floated.

His eyes looked left and right, searching.