One Piece's Life

Chapter 403 Death Invitation

A few minutes ago, Michael, who was not in a hurry, made a brief evaluation of some talented werewolves. Because of this, his route gradually deviated. When Michael saw Marcel's face clearly, the other three people with their backs to him felt inexplicably uneasy: If I remember correctly, that big guy should be the descendant of the old guy. It has been so long and he has never left Crescent Moon. Is that old guy from the city still alive?

Hmm... When I have time later, I have to go to Crescent City and take a look at the courtyard. Of course... these things have to wait until I find Esther. Esther will not die easily. I hope to meet her again. , she won’t blame me.

Alas, if I hadn't insisted on doing that, maybe they wouldn't have been coveted by those guys at all. To be honest... that siege was too brutal. Before I died, I envied those guys' immortality. But when I think about it now, I realize how naive I was at that time

There is no eternity in this world. At most, it only has relative immortality. Just like me now. Although I was resurrected by Victor using special means, there is still a gap between my abilities and him.

Because I was unwilling to give in, I searched for witches everywhere. I wanted to use their witchcraft to break the curse on me, but... I still couldn't hide this idea from Victor and Dracula.

Decades ago, I met a witch. If I remember correctly, this witch who was nearly 4 months pregnant should be named Xiaomai. I have visited that remote small farm more than ten times. Well... that woman was very friendly, maybe because she was pregnant, in short... she didn't become my enemy, but believed what I said.

This witch...can be regarded as the witch that impressed me the most besides Esther. She was very enthusiastic to help me deal with the problem, but... her ability was not enough to do it. Fortunately, I granted Esther's powerful witchcraft to her, otherwise it would have been a waste of time and energy.

If I remember correctly, the last official meeting between me and her was when we were both sitting on a bench: "Michael, I'm sorry if I let you down. I haven't been able to learn those witchcraft. I hope you won't be angry. You Don’t worry, after I give birth to the child, I will definitely study witchcraft, and I hope you can give me more time.”

Looking at Xiaomai's pregnant belly, Michael, who was dressed in black, responded gently: "Don't worry, Xiaomai, I will go get your husband back. During this period, you don't need to do chores. The one I just ordered you to Neighbor, that aunt will take care of you. Remember, you are pregnant, remember not to use witchcraft at will. What I want... is just a solution, I hope you can remember it."

The straight-backed Xiaomai responded with a smile: "Michael, have you given money to that aunt again? I told you, I can take care of it..." "No, Xiaomai, you are a woman who is about to become a mother. This It’s a small thing...it’s better not to take care of it yourself. Okay, I’m leaving. See you in three months.”

However, when Michael was out and on his way back to the small farm, he noticed that Dracula was following him furtively, so he cautiously changed his route. After that, he only went to look for wheat secretly once. When Michael, who was trapped in the Tower of Sleep, woke up again, he remembered Wheat through the blood stains left on a certain golden throne. After all, it was the blood stain left by Wheat.

Ever since Michael was resurrected, he had no sense of time. Before he saw the blood, he thought Mai Mai was still alive. However, Mai died many years ago, and only two of her descendants were left alive...

Wheat, where are you? Did you accomplish the thing I told you?

Seeing countless small fire spots appearing three hundred meters away, Michael jumped up with all his strength: Forget it, Xiaomai, if I have time in the future, I will go find you. Hmm... Did that kid use this move? It's so boring. How could he develop such a boring move? It's such a waste of his potential. His abilities are developed in the wrong direction. Isn't there anyone who teaches him how to exercise his abilities?

Hmm... that guy with closed eyes looks a bit familiar. Could he be the guy who was guarding the city gate? Well, it's true. I didn't expect him to grow up so big. I have to say... time flies so fast.

His potential is very good. Werewolves should be like him. There are still too few werewolves with this kind of strength. I hope he doesn't die. Who is that kid in the hat? Is he a werewolf? No, There shouldn't be a lot of human activities outside the castle. This kid dares to come here to join in the fun. It's a life-threatening situation.

It's really strange. Why do I feel that this kid is a little familiar with Orange Hair? Have I seen him? Really, when did the werewolf become so depraved? Werewolf matters are always solved by werewolves. William, you have a stroke in your brain, huh, early. I know I should have taught you a lesson just now...

Michael waved his arms casually and easily defeated Marcel's moves. His forceful entry made the surrounding atmosphere very depressing. When Locke felt an extremely dangerous aura approaching, he overcame his fear and prepared to fight with his fist: "Everyone who gets in the way, get out of here."

The next moment, the three Klauss who were next to each other were knocked away by Michael, and the three of them flew towards Marcel. When the seriously injured Klaus raised his head, he saw Marcel half-kneeling on the ground. He always had a sense of crisis and knew that a strong enemy had entered, and this strong enemy knocked them all down.

Klaus, who was not ready to show his trump card yet, was in a panic: Damn it, who disturbed my good deeds Marcel, you are my prey, I will not allow anyone to take away the fruits of my victory.

After Klaus stood up with difficulty, he was a little shocked when he saw Michael clearly. He instinctively stepped back and fell into deep thought...

Michael and Marcel were about 10 meters apart. Seeing the other person lowering his head, Michael said softly: "Boy, I didn't expect to see you here. Are you okay?" Marcel covered his abdomen with both hands. Very weak, he raised his head with difficulty and asked in confusion: "Master Michael, what are you doing?"

As for William, William, who showed his ferocious side, had a peak showdown with Dracula. Dracula, who showed his sharp claws, was eager to kill William, but he was unable to break through William's defense. William understood that this was just a fluke, and the two men, whose physical strength was exhausted, were fatally attacking.

At this time, William, who had adapted to the rhythm of Dracula's attack, said calmly: "Dracula, your strength shouldn't be limited to this level. Could it be that you were injured by two of my allies?"

Dracula, with his torn cloak and blood mist coming out of his mouth, is absorbing the blood left on the battlefield. Dracula is waiting to collect enough blood so that he can obliterate William with one blow. Whenever William shook his fist, Dracula's pale face would have several small scars, which made Dracula very angry.

Now, the speed of the two is about the same. William, who is getting braver as he fights, feels that as long as he seizes the opportunity, it is still possible to complete the important task of knocking down Dracula. Of course, the premise is that he can guard against the opponent's fangs. William's idea is very simple, just to stimulate Dracula and expose the other party's key flaws.

Solomon and Helen, who were two hundred meters away, were sitting back to back. They closed their eyes and talked softly: "Solomon, our ally is really reliable. He is much stronger than us. He can fight Dracula alone. It seems that werewolves are not as simple as we thought."

The exhausted Solomon continued to take deep breaths. With his arms hanging weakly on the ground, it was difficult for him to hear Helen's words clearly: "Helen, during this time, we must hurry up and regain our strength." "That's right."

As the battle between the two intensified, Dracula, who seemed to be losing, saw through William's mind. Watching the opponent kick out two blue wind blades again, Dracula showed a slight smile and his body turned into hundreds of bats. These bats seemed to have independent consciousness, and they made a harsh cry and attacked William forcefully.

William, who sensed a crisis in the back of his neck, smashed dozens of bats. Feeling slight pain, he understood that a small part of the blood had been absorbed by Dracula. After Dracula appeared in a better state, William felt uncomfortable: "Humph, William, you are still too young. Your strength is much stronger than I expected, but... you are not my opponent yet. Don't worry. , your body is just temporarily paralyzed. Okay, next... I will use my full strength."

Dracula took off his tattered cloak and clenched his fists. Veins popped out on his forehead as he stood firm. Soon, his pale skin turned dark red, his cold body gradually heated up, and his white hair stood straight up, like a demon, his whole body was wrapped in blood mist...

As for Gray, he and Lily encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy. The strong Victor easily knocked the two to the ground, but this could not defeat them. The two people who still had some energy left stood up quickly, and Gray led Lily towards the city wall.

However, as soon as they evacuated out of the dark alley, they noticed something strange. Seeing that the street was unusually quiet and unable to confirm that there was an ambush, they were soon intercepted by Victor again. Victor, who could change his age at will, was leisurely holding a glass of wine.

Watching the appearance of the old guy blocking the way keep changing, the expressionless Gray roughly guessed the opponent's abilities: My absolute defense is ineffective, which means that he is much stronger than me. But I still have some chance of winning, after all, he is an ability user. For an ability user like him with abnormal strength, it would probably cost a lot to defeat him. Fortunately, I didn't feel his strong murderous intent. This kind of enemy can be avoided as long as possible. Do you need to use magic to teleport to the ship? No, he has already set his sights on me. It's useless to go anywhere.

Gray, who didn't care about being treated as a spectacle, raised his left hand: "Lily, go quickly. I will deal with this old guy. You go and join the others. Leave me alone."

Not long ago, Lily's sword was broken again. If Gray hadn't repaired the weapon in time and injected powerful thunder and lightning, Lily's combat effectiveness would have been greatly reduced. Seeing the Western sword shining with light and having several cracks on her face, Lily didn't want to back down.

As the sound of "嗗嗗" sounded, Lily, whose current was fully turned on, said coldly: "No, I don't trust you to stay here. You and I both understand the strength of that old guy. Only if we join forces can there be a glimmer of hope." .Gray, are you ready?"

to be continued