Pirate Shadow King

The battle goes on and on.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless slashing waves stretched endlessly, impacting downwards. Upon seeing this, Dolfron waved his arm, and then more than ten wire pillars blocked the attack.

In front of him, three black figures stood there, as if they might attack Doflamingo at any time.

The black shadows are Ryoma, Captain John, and Shiru of the Rain.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The three black shadows all turned into an afterimage and slashed towards Doflamingo in the middle. The sharp blades in their hands were all shining coldly, and the dangerous aura could be felt in each black shadow.

"Shield white line!"

Doflamingo did not hesitate, and immediately waved his arm to close the white thread. He did not think that he could withstand the siege of three shadows at the same time. Once he was approached by these three shadows, even for just a moment, the corpses would definitely be separated. End!

"Om!!"

The white line waves on the castle ground rose into the sky again, and Doflamingo's figure was wrapped in it.

The white silk thread is covered with a layer of armed domineering power that is visible to the naked eye, and the blades in the hands of the three black shadows are also condensed with jet black armed domineering power.

"Crackling!!"

The thread and the sword suddenly collided together, making a loud noise like thunder. In the next moment, it completely erupted from the center, and a terrifying air wave spread directly to all directions. ъ

Not far from the whirlpool of air waves, Moria looked at the two people in front of him calmly. The violent air waves blew up his purple hair, adding a bit of evil charm.

Violet slowly struggled against Moria's restraints and said cautiously: "Don't be deceived by her appearance. In fact, she..."

Moria didn't take it seriously, and interrupted before Violet could finish her words: "Well, don't worry, I know everything..."

"Sticky launcher!"

Before he finished speaking, Torebol's body in front of him shot out a large piece of mucus. Moria and Violet were restrained by the mucus. Although their limbs could move, they encountered unprecedented resistance.

Feeling the softness in front of her, Moriah smiled slightly, without any panic on her expression.

"I said, I said, idiot, just because you want to defeat Dover, this is not enough!" Torebol's nose was running, he pushed up his sunglasses with a face full of jest, "What an arrogant brat, what a arrogant brat!" Do you think you can defeat us just like this? Are you careless in the end?"

Torebol chattered endlessly, spittle flew all over the sky, and snot drooped from his nose, causing Sugar next to him to frown.

But she did not miss the opportunity Torebol fought for. She stood up, stretched out her little hand and walked slowly towards Moria.

"Then, now start becoming my toy!"

Seeing Sugar slowly walking in, Violet's expression suddenly changed. She knew Sugar's ability. No matter who he was, he would turn into a toy as long as he was lightly touched by her.

Thinking of this, her body not only twisted, but also resembled a beautiful snake in Moriah's arms.

Moriah placed his hands easily on Violet's slender waist, gave her a reassuring look, and then looked sideways slightly, as if looking at a clown: "Call me kid, you are not qualified yet, Don’t think that you can do whatever you want when you are mature!”

"Even when death is imminent, I am still so arrogant. I have decided now. I will burn you two bitches alive! Hey hey hey!" Torrebol was successfully angered by Moria's words, and his sunglasses were moved to his forehead. , revealing disproportionate facial features.

If Moria is considered weird-looking, then Torebol is truly ugly, not only horribly ugly but also disgustingly sloppy.

The top of the golden plum blossom crutch in Torebol's hand slowly opened, and a ray of fire appeared on it. The mucus he secreted was flammable, and a little flame could cause a big explosion.

Violet was filled with regret, and she was also a little angry at Moriah. She bit her plump lips tightly and looked like she was about to cry in despair, which was very pitiful.

Torebol slid slowly. When he was halfway there, he felt a stinging pain in front of his body. His eyes slowly moved down, and a black spike came directly from his back and pierced his chest.

This is Moria's extremely powerful attack move, the Shadow Horn Spear. Its power can penetrate even the Demon Tribe.

"Pfft!"

The shadow horn gun was retracted at a touch, and a ferocious blood hole instantly appeared on Torebol's chest. Blood spurted out from the blood hole, and the sugar in front of him was instantly sprayed all over his face. He was stunned on the spot.

"It's a pity that there is no one in this world who can kill me, and there will never be in the future!" The mucus on his body slowly disappeared, and Moriah stood up with a joking expression. After finishing his words, he let out another mocking laugh. .

"Uh-uh-" The mucus slowly disappeared from the body, and the skinny body was exposed. Torebol touched the hole in his chest with his hand in disbelief, and gasped for air.

"Damn it, you actually..."

At this time, he seemed to be 20 years older, skinny and skinny, and his voice seemed extremely old, young and weak.

Moriah smiled evilly, bent down to help the somewhat stunned Violet up, but with a slight exertion in her hands, Violet's graceful and plump body immediately fell into his arms.

Moria hugged the slender waist and said sternly: "I want to be the king of this country. How can I give up if I don't finish this job?"

Although Violet was a little repulsed by being hugged so closely by this guy whom she had just met for less than a day, she found that once upon a time, distance was a negative. Now these are nothing, but she always felt something strange after listening to his words. .

Then he looked at Moria's chest, his eyes flickering, but he didn't see any useful news. He only saw a queen wearing luxurious and gorgeous clothes but doing things that were inconsistent with her status as a queen.

"Pervert!" Violet spat secretly and slowly broke away from Moria's arm. She felt that her situation was very dangerous. After all, the person in front of her had nothing but rosy images in her mind.

Moria deliberately imagined this scene in order to prevent this woman from peeking into his thoughts.

With the goal accomplished, Moria slowly walked towards Granu. At this moment, Torebol was already lying on the ground motionless, while Granu let the blood drop down his face expressionlessly.

She was already frightened!

The grapes on the tray in his hand were also soaked in blood, purple with bright red on the outside.

Moria stuffed the grapes into Sugar's mouth and looked helpful: "Little sister, these are the only ones left, don't waste them!"

Granu didn't know whether she heard it or not. She lay straight on the ground. She had fainted from fright.

And another battlefield.

"Om!!"

Waves of air swept in all directions, and I don't know how long it took before everything finally calmed down.

After the dust passed, Moria and Violet stared at the center of the ruins.

The battle is over.

The objects that had turned into white lines returned to their original shape again, but the battle site was still full of pits and almost in ruins.

three directions in the field.

The figures standing on each side were none other than Moria's shadow soldiers. Their respective swords were all retracted into their scabbards, and their auras were weaker than at their peak.

And on the ground among the shadow soldiers, a man was lying there motionless, with only a little bit of extremely weak life left.

Although this man's body was covered in bloodstains and his pink coat was almost turning red, there was no need to think too much about his identity.

Tenyasha, Donquixote Doflamingo!

Moria put aside his insignificant role, walked up to Doflamingo, and stepped on the back of his head with the sole of his shoe, which was extremely insulting.

But this is not the end of revenge, it is just the beginning!