Pirate Bloody Hand Mary

"exactly."

Mikhail Yinsheng twisted his wrist, as if he was doing warm-up exercise.

"Although I don't want to admit it, my physical skills are not excellent - of course, I'm still a little better than you."

"But the fruit power I possess is invincible!"

After saying that, Mikhail tore open his coat with a majestic force, revealing a muscular body.

Although Wu Laoxing is an "old star", his figure does not look old at all.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that my fruit ability is a superhuman fruit, a feedback fruit. As long as I want, I can transfer all the harm I receive to the person who caused harm to me."

"Moreover, even if you pierced my brain, as long as I thought about feeding back all the damage I received later, I would not be hurt at all, but your brain would be damaged."

"Ah, what a pity. As expected, you are still very cautious even though you are from CP."

"sieve."

Goz distanced himself from Mikhail Saint, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

He realized that the current situation was not good, and Mikhail Yinsheng's confidence was well-founded. After all, even if the specific effects of this ability were known...

Neither of them could counterattack.

"Calm down, Goz."

Clauren, also known as Bailong, took off his gloves and touched them on the deck of the ship.

"This ability cannot have no limit, at least there must be an upper limit..."

"Besides, we are not here to kill him this time."

"--indeed."

Goz swung the rapier in his hand violently, and then the deck began to squirm, rolling towards Saint Michael.

"It doesn't matter if we can't defeat him, as long as we destroy the virus, we will win."

"Surge White Wave!"

The deck of the ship surged toward Mikhail Saint like liquid, and the Croton fruit was a superhuman fruit, the Surge Fruit, which could create flowing waves anywhere.

Of course, the deformed object can also be solidified at any time.

"To put it lightly, both of you have to die here. As for the virus, wait until you can find it!"

Mikhail roared and punched Clauren in the air. Using the same principle as a finger gun, an air bullet blasted straight through the waves.

When Clauren turned around and dodged the air bullet, Goz had already flashed behind Mihail.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

Mihayin Ersheng stepped down his horse and turned around while his body expanded rapidly.

In a few seconds, he transformed into a five-meter-tall giant.

"Return of life·flesh balloon!"

After the expansion, Mikhail Saint's body was huge, but his head did not get bigger. While his whole body was filled with a sense of disharmony, his facial expression also became more ferocious.

"Punch me!"

After saying that, Mikhail Ersheng raised his right fist and punched Goz.

Goz felt a shadow covering him. When he looked back, he saw a huge fist that was bigger than a casserole, only one or two meters away from him.

Almost subconsciously, he drew his sword towards his fist, intending to use the force to push it away. Now that he knows Mikhail Saint's ability, Goz will never cause him too many wounds. That would be his own fault.

However, the moment the sword blade struck his fist, Mikhail Saint's right fist and right arm exploded like a balloon.

"What……"

Goz Tongkong shrank, immediately let go of the sword, and grabbed the hilt with his left hand.

The next moment, his right arm exploded inch by inch, while Mikhail Saint's right arm remained intact in the blink of an eye.

"Didn't I tell you everything!?"

Mikhail Saint laughed loudly and said: "This is a flesh and blood 'balloon'!"

"Damn it!"

Clauren, who didn't expect Mikhail Saint to play this trick, broke into a cold sweat when he saw Goz being severely injured. He threw his hand back and slapped it on the railing.

The entire ship's railings immediately turned into waves and pushed toward Goz, and then pushed Goz into the cabin.

"Destroy this ship, White Bug..."

Goz held the broken part of his arm in pain. The sudden loss of an arm was too damaging to a swordsman.

"No..." Clauren squinted his eyes, "We still don't know where the virus is... if it's on Mikhail Saint..."

"Without a landing point, it's even more impossible for us to defeat this guy..."

Clauren knew that in order to activate the fruit ability on the sea, he must have a medium. This medium can be a ship or air, but it cannot be sea water.

He can control seawater surges through the medium, but if he loses his landing spot, the air surges are basically ineffective in air combat, while seawater surges cannot hit people flying on the moon in the sky at all.

And if his fruit ability is abolished, his strength will not be as good as Goz.

Although Clauren just murmured in a low voice, and no one heard this except himself, Goz still noticed the tangled and gloomy look in Clauren's eyes.

His originally chaotic mind suddenly calmed down, and he, who had been cooperating with Clauren for many years, thought about it for a while and figured out the current situation.

"Too shameless, I don't even dare to touch..."

He gritted his teeth and rushed into the cabin along the waves.

"Um...just ran away like that?"

Mikhail Saint stood at the cabin entrance blocked by waves, frowning.

There was no way he could squeeze into it in his flesh and blood balloon state.

"It seems that you can't hurt yourself, otherwise the damage will not be redirected to the target."

Clauren stood at the bow of the ship, ready to activate the fruit ability at any time.

"Indeed, this is one of the few weaknesses of my fruit ability. But unfortunately, I will not give you such a chance."

Mikhail Saint turned around and strode towards Clauren.

"You're the only one left now, Hakuryuu."

"Well... I used to admire you. You are one of the few people in CP who has a little bit of cleverness besides killing people."

"It's a pity that we can't see the general trend clearly after all."

"Can't you see the general trend..."

Clauren took a deep breath, then a huge wave suddenly set off behind him, and he rushed towards Mikhail Saint with a roar.

"Not necessarily!"

…

"Please step aside."

Goz flashed like a ghost in the cabin, and the CPs around him stepped forward to stop him. He would say this once every time he came forward.

And before CP can answer, the other person's throat will be slit in the next moment.

The strength gap between Goz and these CPs is like a chasm, even if one arm is broken. And saying please get out of the way is just polite.

To outsiders, Goetz's form is as graceful and light as an opera singer's.

However……

"call……"

"call……"

A bloodthirsty red light flashed in his eyes beneath his long hair.

"No...the other party is stronger now..."

"This is a critical time, we must be calm and suppressed..."

"There is a flaw!"

The four CPs broke open the cabin wall and tried to make a surprise attack while Goz suppressed his desires.

"Ho--"

Goz, who was still trying to keep himself calm, suddenly raised his head.

The next moment, a hurricane blew up in the cabin, and the flowers of the other side made of black ribbons bloomed instantly.

CP's figure froze in mid-air, then turned into pieces of flesh and blood and sputtered out in the direction of the blooming petals.

Such a horrifying and bloody scene caused all the CPs around to stop before they could get closer.

The speed shown by the Black Knight just now was not only a little faster than before.

"Shh... damn, it's really uncomfortable to fight with that old man and be tied up..."

The Black Knight swung the rapier in his hand and wiped away the blood on the blade with a motion like a baton.

"I'd better fight you guys, Shu Tan."

"No...no...uh...now is not the time to kill someone..."

The black knight slammed his head, then looked up at the CP in front of him.

Murderous aura spread, and his elegant figure was soaked in blood and minced meat. The strange contrast made him look like the Phantom in the Phantom of the Opera.

"It seems that I have been away from CP for too long. Many people have forgotten who was called 'Dark Justice' before Rob Lucci."

"Please show your respect, I have no time to waste, and I don't want to tangle with you any more."

"So, can you make it easier?"

After saying that, he subconsciously wanted to raise his right hand to touch the sword, but then he realized that he had broken his arm.

"..."

His face instantly darkened.

At this time, a CP happened to whisper:

"It is our responsibility to protect this ship. Please forgive me and obey, Lord Black Knight."

"..."

There was silence in the air.

"Black Knight—Sir." Goz raised his head slightly, "You know me."

"Of course, I once thought about joining the Lord's shady plot, but in the end I chose to join the command of Lord Mihayin Ersheng."

The CP whispered.

Goz narrowed his eyes and opened his thin lips slightly:

"I see."

Then he took a step forward.

"Buzz."

A black arc of light flashed, and Goz's figure appeared behind the CP.

CP's expression gradually became distorted and ferocious, and a thin line of blood appeared on his neck.

A head rose into the sky.

"If that's the case, then go to hell and become my shadow in hell."

"You, you, and you."

"I have no patience anymore, let's all die here!"

The Black Knight is a two-faced man, elegance and gentleman are his masks.

And as a CP, he naturally has a bloody side.

...full of blood and desire for destruction.

In the cabin, there was a bloody storm.

…

"Surge·Tide Attack!"

A large amount of seawater rolled up from the bow of the ship, bypassed Clauren and hit Mikhail Saint.

"You want to use sea water to make me lose my fruit ability? It's smart, but it's useless!"

Mihayin Ersheng took a deep breath, and then punched the air with both fists at high speed.

The dense fist-shaped air waves shattered the sea waves and rolled towards Clauren like a rainbow.

"Fist Gun·Hundred Guns!"

"Surge White Wave!"

As Clauren's fingers lifted, the deck twisted against the fist gun.

The air bomb collided with the deck, and the front half of the ship's deck exploded, sending wood chips flying.

"Oops..."

Clauren's face turned pale, while Mikhail Saint showed a planning smile.

The huge palm slapped the flying sawdust, and it exploded like a balloon being pricked by a needle.

"Peng!"

Clauren's left hand instantly turned into pulp.

"Uh-huh——"

His body trembled, but he still managed to stay away from the approaching CP.

Then, after the surge on the deck threw his body up, he took several steps to widen the height difference.

"Still not guarded, Bailong."

Mihayin Ersheng shook his palm, which had returned to its original state, and sneered.

There was a sound of deflation, and his body quickly shrank, finally returning to its original appearance.

"Oops, it's time."

Mihayin Ersheng shook his head and said regretfully: "This way it will be less easy to get hurt."

"..."

The corners of Lauren's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

It's so shameless, there's no way to fight normally like this.

Damage conversion without any cost at all, who are you kidding? This can only be limited, and you have to be careful to watch out for this guy's sudden suicidal attack.

Even the flying sawdust just now will trigger the fruit ability. How could I possibly control that kind of large-scale splash attack...

……Um? etc.

Lauren suddenly felt something was wrong, as if something was missing.

Sputtering sawdust over a wide area...yes, a wide area...

Then why did the opponent only prick one palm?

Clauren looked thoughtfully at the crumbs scattered on the floor.

Didn't hit other sawdust? No, it would be more difficult to avoid the sawdust in that case.

Moreover, even he, the person who launched the attack, could not predict the trajectory of those sputtered things. No matter how outrageous Mikhail Saint's knowledge and color were, he would not be able to catch all the sawdust.

But only the palms exploded, and other more deadly places did not explode... because the palms hit the sawdust first?

This fruit... there should be some restrictions, otherwise I should have died in the situation just now, or at least seriously injured.

"Are you in a daze!?"

Just as Clauren was thinking about countermeasures, Mikhail Saint's violent roar came.

"not good……"

Clauren was shocked that he was distracted during such a battle.

When he raised his head, Mikhail Saint had jumped above him.

"Muscle home run!"

Mikhail Saint raised his clasped hands high and smashed them down on Clauren's back.

A heavy punch hit one side of Laurent's back. The ribs on that side were shattered in a radial shape, and even the vertebrae made an overwhelming sound.

"Ahem!"

Clauren's body smashed towards the ship at a speed that exceeded the speed of sound, smashing through the deck and several levels of cabins before he could stop. If he hadn't tried his best to control the speed of his fall, he would have almost smashed through the bottom of the sea and fell into the sea.

"……puff……"

Half of his chest collapsed, his breath was filled with the smell of blood, and not only blood but also fragments of internal organs came out of his mouth.

Even so, he struggled to stand up.

"winter!"

Mikhail Saint landed on the edge of the hole in the deck and looked down at Crowlon.

"What a pity. I originally planned to just smash you into the sea. Why struggle? It will only be more painful later."

"...Ahem, finally I spilled the beans."

Clauren clutched his chest and suddenly laughed.

Mikhail Saint suddenly frowned: "Huh?"

"Haha... you don't care about this ship at all. Even if you destroy this ship, you will kill me..."

"thank you for telling me……"

"The virus is not on the ship, but on you, Mikhail Saint."

He looked up at Mikhail Saint.

"The Tianlong people are really not good at intelligence warfare."

"..."

Mihayin Ersheng did not turn around to taunt this time, but his face was as dark as ink.

Seeing this, Clauren became more certain of his judgment.

Intelligence is often exposed unintentionally. As the leader of the CP, Clauren is more experienced than Mikhail Saint. Okay, now the goal is finally determined.

Now that we know the location of the virus...what next?