Pirate's unrestricted transformation

"Wow!"

Unable to return to the world, Bondiwald took Garp's punch forcefully and felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He couldn't hold it back and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Then, like a kite with its strings broken, the body slid back dozens of meters against the ground, carving a deep groove into the shabby ground.

After a few seconds, Bundiwald crawled out with his head dangling.

Except for the mouthful of blood that he vomited, at first glance, he seemed to be fine.

However, there is nothing surprising.

How could a man who could keep pace with Roger and Whitebeard be defeated so easily.

Under this punch, Bondiwald's mind became much clearer. He supported his tall and burly body and scanned the whole place with his sinister eyes.

Suddenly, he actually laughed.

"Humph, la, la, la... I originally thought that when I broke the ice, only Sengoku, Garp or Sora would come, but I didn't expect... Baroque Redfield, the hero Garp, the commander of the World Government's entire army, Cyborg· Sora...three famous figures are here. It's really an honor."

"In that case, let's use the heads of the three of you as the foundation for the rebirth of Bundiwald! Let my name be known to the world again, and then smash the world government to pieces! Everything related to the world government All the characters will die in my hands, let this sea be dyed with blood! Hum ha la la la..."

Bondiwald laughed arrogantly.

"Hmph! What a shameless statement! I won't let thugs like you who harm the world get out of here easily with my fists!"

Garp clenched his fists, surging with power, and shouted in an imposing manner.

"Hmph... then let's give it a try. Let's do it to you first, Hero Garp. If you die, the world government will probably be even more chaotic."

"Momo· times speed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bondiwald smiled ferociously, flicked his feet, and at a speed a hundred times faster than usual, he suddenly rushed in front of Garp in the blink of an eye.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and raised it high. With the speed boosted by a hundred times, he approached Garp's head like a phantom, as if he was preparing to kill his opponent with one punch.

As a being who could compete with Roger, the Pirate King, Garp was not to be outdone. His domineering energy instantly surged out like a fountain when he saw it, and Garp captured Bondiwald's figure in his perception.

Black fists, one large and one small, collided in the void.

Invisible air waves emitted from the two of them, and the fist-to-fist clash instantly caused a vacuum to appear around them.

While Garp and Bundiwald were fighting madly, Cyborg also moved.

With a little step of his feet, he broke through the air and attacked Baroque Redfield who was watching the show on the other side.

"Now, do you still have time to watch other people fight, Balocli!"

Although the Red Earl's eyes were always focused on Garp and Bondiwald who were fighting, the Haki he saw and heard was still running and extremely powerful. In an instant, he sensed the attack of Cyborg, and later a trace of it appeared on his handsome face. Disdainful.

He easily turned his body to the right and dodged Cyborg's punch from the air.

At the same time, he lifted his body up and down, and the next moment, Baroque Redfield appeared above Cyborg.

He said in a voice without a trace of emotion: "Have you not accepted the reality yet, Cyborg? You are old now. Even though your strength is still superior to all the people in this sea, in front of me who is still young, the gap between you and me has already It’s irreparable!”

"Quick! Sa..."

Cyborg twisted his waist and took advantage of the force, turning his body directly in mid-air, and struck the Red Earl in the sky with a whip like a poisonous snake at a weird angle.

"Stubborn!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the red earl's dark golden eyes flashed with a flash of blood, and his seemingly light body suddenly fell down. After dodging the steel bone's awe-inspiring blow, he stepped heavily on the back of his heart, filled with secret energy.

In the air again, Cyborg felt a huge force transmitted to his body, which was irresistible.

"boom!"

Suddenly, it hit the ground, like a meteor falling to the ground, and a big hole was instantly made.

At the same time as the violent bombardment sounded, two phantoms jumped out of the pothole and came to the sea. The two fought again. Only the sound of banging and banging was heard in the sky, one after another. Invisible air waves swept around, strong winds flew, the sea became violent and restless due to the confrontation between the two people's strength, and the space was also cracked here, and the whole world seemed to be destroyed.

…………

The fierce battle between the two strong men did not disturb Bai Qiu at all. At this moment, he was trapped in a series of alternative images and couldn't extricate himself.

He seemed to be a character in the image.

When he was young, he was the son of a great nobleman of the Holy Empire of Romania. However, he was exiled in a foreign land due to the war. Because of his handsome and lovely face, he became the target of others. He faced only endless abuse and violation every day, and he could not escape. pain of.

He prays to God for salvation every day, but...how could the divine Lord pity people like ants?

Gradually, because of the cruelty of fate, he abandoned the Lord he thought he would believe in for the rest of his life, and he fell into darkness...

The camera turned to show that he was a young man. He was wearing jet-black armor and looking heroic. He was leading an organized army to launch a counterattack against the enemies who had robbed his homeland.

Big win!

Under their sky-burning fury, the invaders were vulnerable to a single blow and were crushed like chickens and dogs.

That was his proudest and most glorious moment. However, due to the pain he suffered in childhood, he could not control the evil demon in his heart when faced with prisoners of war who had abused his own people. He would often insert a long wooden stick into the anus of the prisoner of war and then pass it through the entire body. Come out of the mouth, then stand the wooden stick high up, and torture the prisoner to death.

This appalling behavior caused his reputation to plummet. If it weren't for his military talent that gave those who followed him hope of restoring the country, he would have been banned by then.

Later, one victory after another made him famous all over the world, but the act of impaling living people made him smell bad.

However, to him, these good names and bad reputations don't matter. He only cares about himself!

Later, he failed.

Because the delicious taste of power was tempting, he was betrayed by his own people, and when he led the army to resist the final battle, he hit rock bottom.

When he was executed by the public, he cursed God and tasted blood when he was a child, and was cursed to gain vampire abilities.

He truly fell into endless hell...

But what was wrong with him!

He hates this world, this hopeless world, and hopes that the pain he has suffered will spread and let all those above him know the heart-wrenching, maddening pain.

Everyone sleeps peacefully, but he alone rests peacefully in his sleep...

At the end of the image, Bai Qiu left.

But there was still that clear and emotionless sound in his ears, which was his name.

"Accardo...I am also Count Impaler - Dracula!"

hum...

The blood flashes, scarlet and terrifying!

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