Pirate, I am the demon fox that brings disaster to the world!

"Click——"

A faint sound was heard again in the void. The huge sandworm still opened its huge mouth of the abyss, but found nothing in it.

Under the attack from Yakumo Shiro, Nasujuro Sei had to endure the pain of a thousand cuts in his soul and temporarily "go offline" from the sensory sharing.

The nine-tailed fox's almost perfect transformation gave Yakumo Bai further opportunities.

The figures were exactly the same, even their auras were almost the same. A moment ago, Saint Peter might have been able to identify their true identities through the connection between them, but now he could only watch helplessly as one of the "horse bones" swung the butcher knife at him!

The ghostly, erratic slash was like a deadly assassin in the shadows, hitting Peter Saint's body without any hindrance. The ice that froze his soul quickly spread, as if an iceberg suddenly stood between Peter Saint and the others, creating an insurmountable gap between the powers that originally had the same origin.

"Look what you've done, redhead!

Abandoning your own surname is already a serious sin, and now you are trying to stop us!

Do you really think that you have been able to roam freely on the sea until now just by relying on your own strength?

Mary Joa has the ability to clean up the mess at any time!"

Seeing that the absolute restriction of the Five in One was actually broken by Yakumo Shiro, Saint Vorchuli, who had endured Shanks' slash and was quickly healing his wounds, suddenly became extremely annoyed and shouted angrily, even revealing some clues of the information that was originally classified as top secret.

"I thought I had made it very clear when you first found me. The name Shanks has nothing to do with Mary Geoise.

As for cleaning up the house? If you can do it, then go ahead and give it a try. Let's see whether the Celestial Dragons who have been deeply trained in the Holy Land are stronger, or the pirates who sail freely on the sea are better?"

He looked deeply at Saint Vorchuli's rapidly healing wound. Even though he was not unfamiliar with the Five Elders, this was the first time he had fought them so fiercely. The abilities displayed by the other party were obviously far beyond Shanks's expectations.

"Hmph! You stubborn fool! In that case, let me tell you what matters you can interfere with and what matters you absolutely cannot interfere with!"

Seeing that his dissuasion was ineffective, Saint Vochuli's two huge fangs suddenly turned into sharp blades, and with the domineering color wrapped around them, he launched a fatal collision. The vast domineering aura filled the air, causing the sea water to vibrate violently for a moment.

What responded to Saint Vochuli was an even stronger and more domineering aura.

The cloak behind him fluttered, and although he was only one man with a sword, facing the giant beast that was rushing towards him, it was like an insurmountable mountain. The dark red lightning crisscrossing the sky clearly showed who the challenger was!

"My daughter is on this battlefield, I can't take a single step back!

Are you so afraid of the new era that Captain Roger opened with his life? ! "

The two domineering forces collided violently in mid-air, and the friction between the long sword Griffin and the sharp fangs of Vochuli produced a series of dark red lightning. The air vibrated violently, and the aftermath spread for a long time until it swept across the entire battlefield.

Unlike some people's idea of ​​a close match or even the Five Elders showing their power, even though he is the last of the Four Emperors, Shanks has clearly demonstrated a strong strength that matches his status.

The air in the air suddenly became turbulent, and then Saint Vochuli's mountainous body began to retreat uncontrollably. Blood spurted out from the wounds that healed in the blink of an eye, and his cries of pain became more humiliating as his anger grew.

Even if you can gain a certain advantage, if you can't solve the opponent's incredible recovery ability, it will be very disadvantageous to you...

This thought flashed through his mind quickly, and Shanks had no time to think about it and once again raised Griffin to meet the brutal charge of Saint Vorchuli.

"Faced with such an enemy, can you still make everything unfold as you wish? Let me wait and see, Yakumo Shiro~"

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"Wow~ Shanks finally did something serious. He can relieve some of the pressure for Brother Yakumo. Otherwise, the title of the Four Emperors would be a bit exaggerated."

In the distance, Uta, who Shanks was concerned about, was also paying attention to the battle situation here.

After Katakuri and Jin temporarily withdrew from the battle of the Five Elders and turned their attention to the Navy Admirals, Shanks and Dragon were finally able to focus on dealing with this sudden "hell disguised as power"!

The strength and ability displayed by the Five Elders exceeded everyone's expectations, which made the lower-level battles somewhat insignificant. However, Uta knew very well the purpose of Yakumo Bai's trip - not only to attack the high-end combat power of the Navy, but also to destroy the authority and prestige established by the Navy in the New World from the inside out and from bottom to top!

Therefore, no matter what the final outcome is, destroying the enemy's vitality as much as possible is obviously what Wuta is thinking at this moment.

"Humph, what's more, all those who go against Brother Yakumo will be destroyed, and the navy will be no exception!

Since Brother Yakumo once said that the Song-Song Fruit has the power to destroy the world, let you temporarily serve as the special audience of this concert!

This is a testimony to the power of song!"

Glancing across the battlefield raging with blood and fire, the coldness and cruelty of war were vividly displayed. Uta pursed her lips, and the microphone with musical notes painted on it in her hand lit up again. The melody, which was completely different from the previous one, was gradually growing stronger as the girl hummed softly, and soon a miraculous power would arise!

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"Hey, Fleshworm, this amazing self-healing ability is probably not the ability of your fruit, right?

Otherwise, it makes no sense that the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit and Haki wouldn't work.

Or is it that it came from someone else? Is that the reason why you have survived until now?"

The long sword was wrapped in waves of coldness, and the toys shaped by the soul lingered around his body. Yakumo Bai looked down at the sandworms frozen by the ice of the underworld and said meaningfully.

"Click——"

The dark ice soon began to crack, and with a crisp sound, Peter Saint finally broke free from his restraints.

However, a layer of gray frost had already condensed on the surface of its body, and even the domineering spirit could not easily get rid of it. It was the product of the soul, the handwriting of childishness, which could block a certain mark and constrain something like a contract.

"you……!"

"How can this be?!"

At this moment, Peter Saint was filled with unprecedented shock.

The ability to share senses and maintain self-healing abilities that are almost immortal were all the work of that adult, but now the other party has used some means to cut off this "God-given grace"?

This has never happened in the past eight hundred years!

"Is it because of this gray ice?"

Such a thought flashed through Saint Pitt's mind quickly. Through personal experience, he was able to realize that this was something completely different from Kuzan's frozen fruit. Although it was far less hard than the latter, it was like a maggot attached to the bone and contained a deadly poison!

"The ice from the underworld is filled with the despair of the dead.

That is the realm that cuts off all reliance.

When the fairy tale comes to an end in the cold winter, all souls will eventually die and become pale toys.

No one can call forth the coming of spring except the owner of the childhood dream...

Does this remind you of the fear of facing death and experiencing the coldness firsthand?

Show me what you can, this is the drama I prepared for you!"

Gray ice condensed all over his body as the chill spread. The Butu Yuhun in his hand had unknowingly turned into a huge ice sword that shone with a dim light.

Frost and lightning intertwined and flickered in a pair of strange eyes, a cloak woven with shadows fluttered slowly behind him, and a blazing fire of the soul flickered strangely in the depths of the eyes!

"Don't get too carried away, kid! The world is far greater than you can imagine!"

Senbai's "horse bones" suddenly rushed over from the side, and its body was also covered with gray-white frost. Although he couldn't believe in his heart that Yakumo Bai could do this, his inner intuition was clearly warning him - if he was not stopped, everything that followed would be very bad!

"Die, you damned human!"

At the same time, Saint Satan walked across the dense silk threads under his feet, driving the slightly broken spider spear to launch an attack -

"Hahaha~ Did you notice it? But unfortunately, it's too late!"

"Soul echoes to winter, Frostmourne!"