Pirate's Nest Order

The black lines dissipated suddenly, looming and condensed into a trance-like figure, a cold and strange face emerged, with a sinister arc hanging from the corner of the mouth, and another pair of deep and dark pupils seemed to be reflected in the cold and cruel eyes, the temperament said no The horror is weird.

"Yarlin"

The bodies are condensed with black threads. The woven black threads are silky and drag out a satin-like robe behind them, dancing in the wind. Dozens of Yaerlin's brows are flashing with a cold light, the terrifying Overlord. The color exploded suddenly, attacking in all directions.

Qingzhi's pupils suddenly shrank, and the hairs on his neck stood up as if they were covered with a layer of frost, freezing to the bone. His mind was in chaos, "This is impossible."

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The transparent spherical radius spread rapidly, and all the covered pirates or navy were instantly cut into neat pieces and fell to the ground.

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One of Yarlin's bodies split apart, turning into a group of thin black threads, and then was blown by the wind and floated in the air to form scattered debris.

"You are not Doflamingo, who are you?"

Trafalgarro's eyes were gloomy, staring at the man in black robe standing in the field. The latter's head rotated strangely 60 degrees, and the entire face changed sinisterly to restore Doflamingo's appearance, but only for a moment. In an instant, he changed back to Ya'erlin, with a deep and creepy tone: "There is no need to explore the truth behind the dead man, this stage is about to usher in the final curtain call."

The moment the voice fell.

A black shadow suddenly appeared behind Trafalgarro, and the blurred palm turned into a black sharp blade, which suddenly pierced Trafalgarro's back. The black blade turned into a palm again, and it snapped off backwards. The terrifying force was like dense steel wires entangled the spine, pulling fiercely.

"Unfortunately, there is no place reserved for you in this brand new world."

The brutal voice echoed in his ears, Trafalgaro's face changed dramatically, his neck was stiff and he lowered his neck, looking at the bloody hole in his chest, a bloody black hand was clutching his spine, making his teeth ache Amid the "creaking" sound, his body bent and broke uncontrollably.

In the original time and space, Trafalgarro might have been able to fight Doflamingo, but when faced with Doflamingo who had been transformed into a Shadow Apostle, he couldn't even withstand a single round.

The spine was pulled and shattered, the heart exploded, and the broken body fell limply on the ground, with unbelievable horror still remaining on the face, the blood-red leather shoes stepped on the cheeks of the corpse, and rubbed the ground fiercely, Dover Brother Lang Ming sneered and glanced over his gaze, and looked at the gaze behind him.

The icy silk spread wildly, an ice dragon exuding a piercing cold air was roaring, the ferocious dragon head bit down, and Doflamingo and the corpse on the ground were engulfed and frozen into ice, and then shattered into pieces. Icicles all over the sky.

In the ice was a piece of broken corpse, and then the corpse melted strangely and turned into fine black lines. Aokiji kicked back with a blank expression, and immediately there was another one on the head of "Yarlin." "Face"'s head was blown to pieces, and out of the corner of my eye, Yaerlin surrounded by black lines condensed, it was difficult to tell which one was the real body.

Or maybe it's none of it, it's just the shadow of Arlin.

Amidst the vicious laughter, one of the Arlins transformed into Doflamingo again, his deep dark eyes locked directly on Aokiji, with a chilling crackling fanaticism in his eyes: "Aoji, You are the sacrifice chosen by fate."

Eerie laughter, dark clouds floated over the sea, and the shadow of the fleet that covered the sky appeared in the field of vision. One of the terrifying black dragons poked its ferocious head from the thunderous black clouds, dark and ferocious. Looking down from the barrel of the gun, a black light condensed at the muzzle, and then crashed into the clouds.

Countless floating steel fleets revealed their murderous intentions from the clouds, and the overwhelming artillery fire weaved into a pouring rain curtain, as if the sky suddenly burst and shattered, instantly staining the day with blood, screaming through the background of the sky.

The sky shattered, the ground shook, the air trembled, and the shattered Marlin Vanduo fell into a deadly pause for a moment. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky that was smudged black in horror, as if they were looking directly at the crack of the abyss.

The demon god's servants were roaring crazily, and the rounds of shells shattered Marin Fando, and the entire island was blown into floating wreckage.

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The heavy artillery fire stopped, and the entire sea surface was stained with solidified black blood. Countless figures descended from the sky and fell to the ground, stepping on the sticky and fuzzy ground, as if they were stepping on blood plasma piled up with minced meat.

Under the judgment from the sky, the corpses turned into the color of the ground, % of the marines and pirates were gone, and the remaining % had no time to regain consciousness, and the surroundings were already plunged into a black ocean.

In the center of the shattered island, a black seed fell and planted, and then the ground was polluted by black, as if black tentacles protruded from the alive ground, countless black threads wrapped around the figures falling from the sky, covering them with a Layers of iron-like black armor.

Then those dark shadow-like killing weapons rushed towards the remaining living people like waves of turbulent tides, cries and screams mixed with the sound of bones and muscles being torn apart, as far as the eye could see, Bloody hell everywhere.

"The host of the banquet always appears at the end, bringing judgment from fate."

Dozens of "Yarlin" woven with black threads were burned to black embers by the flames, leaving only the last "real body". His face changed and reappeared as Doflamingo, who looked at the melting ice. The blue pheasant inside the wall had horrified eyes, its arms suddenly opened, and it looked up to the sky like a pilgrim.

"Destiny plays the final judgment. Under the watch of Yaerlin, everything will belong to the Legion."

In the sky, black haze surged, and the shadows covering the sky were like countless terrifying beasts crawling under their feet. A white gold-rimmed cloak was the only white touch in the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

With a stern face, strangely deep double pupils, and the cross pattern symbolizing judgment flickering between his brows, Yarlin looked down at the earth and ocean, and slowly tore a hole downwards in the space with one hand.

It was like a crack was torn open in the black scroll, and a strange and dead black door slowly emerged. It was as if the horror from another world was coming, and the seal pattern on the black door seemed to suddenly come to life. As if, terrifying branches penetrated the door wall, and black tree trunks with claws stretched out from the black door.