Pirates: Davy Jones is the captain of the Dread Ghost

Chapter 223 Superman-type little lolita form

The Snow Eagle's claws clawed at Bonnie's back, but Bonnie was well prepared to turn over and dodge again.

Monet jumped in the air and the eagle's talons fell to the floor. Just as he was about to step hard and chase Bonnie who was close at hand, he heard a click and the floor under the eagle's talons suddenly cracked!
Her lower body sank in, and only her upper body was stuck at the hole due to the thick layer of snow.

Bonnie turned around suddenly and kicked Monet in the face.

Monet's ferocious snow demon head was kicked off, but she did not die. Instead, her head scattered into wisps of snowflakes and returned to her neck.

Bonnie distanced herself again, with a troubled expression on her face: "I don't know how to be domineering. Isn't it really too hard to deal with you 'natural types'?"

At this moment, she was quite regretful. If she had known it before, she would have stopped asking Arrita for information and instead asked Arrita for advice on how to practice domineering.

The body of the snow demon that Monet sank into the hole in the floor swayed like a candle, then turned into a ball of snow, flew into the air, and reorganized its body in the open space beside it.

She smiled and looked at the entrance of the cave, observed it for a while, and then said:
"Cracked, aged... I've probably guessed your ability, is it to push the objects you touch into the foreseeable 'future'?"

Monet paused and then said: "Since it has such a terrifying ability, then my physical body cannot be touched by you."

It turns out that Bonnie just pretended to fall, but actually used her hands to make moves on the floor, and then lured Monet to attack, making Monet fall into a hole, and then launched a counterattack.

Unfortunately, the "natural system" organized the last line of defense for Monet, and Monet vigilantly maintained the elemental form of his body.

Although this form is expensive, it is very practical and makes Bonnie's counterattack unsuccessful.

Now, part of Bonnie's ability was also seen by Monet. She frowned in a bad mood and bit her lower lip.

However, although Monet's words are relaxed, he actually has nothing to do with Bonnie, because Bonnie's ability can make her snow quickly go to the "melting" future.

Without domineering, there was a stalemate between the two.

Favorable conditions must be created...

Bonnie rolled her eyes and suddenly looked at the files on the desktop and bookshelves. She remembered the first words Monet said to her, and then rushed over.

"What do you want to do?" Monet frowned in confusion at her sudden movement.

Bonnie directly grabbed the documents on the table and turned them to yellow in front of Monet. With just a gentle rub, they turned into pieces and fell.

She turned around and rushed towards the overturned bookshelf.

"Tsk." Monet gritted his teeth and quickly chased after him, "You bastard, what do you want to do with the experimental data we have worked so hard to collect?"

Bonnie didn't answer, just grabbed the files on the bookshelf.

Monet could not let Bonnie continue. The information in this archives was extremely precious and was obtained by draining hundreds of lives.

With Caesar and these information, even if the research institute on Punk Hassad Island is destroyed, Monet can build another secret research institute for "Young Master".

As long as there is a breakthrough in any of the "death gas", "giant medicine" and "artificial devil fruit" technologies, the "young master" will not only obtain powerful weapons, but also have a higher reputation in the underground world.

At that time, it is not impossible for the "young master" to take this opportunity to become the new "Four Emperors".

She is loyal to her young master and will never allow such a future to be distorted or destroyed by Bonnie!
call--

Monet was already chasing behind him, and his wing blades slashed hard at Bonnie's back, trying to cut her in half!
Bonnie suddenly turned around and threw the document in her hand towards Monet's feather blade.

For a moment, pieces of white paper were scattered in front of Monet, blocking her sight.

In order to preserve the information, Monet was forced to take back the feather blade.

She watched the documents fall, and they actually landed in a puddle of water. The paper quickly got wet, and the words on it were blurred.

water?Did she make my snow melt faster again?

Monet was anxious, his wings fluttered, his hands returned to his original form, and he quickly picked up the documents. When he turned around, Bonnie was gone.

Where did that guy go?She was secretly suspicious.Could it be that after that guy used his power to melt my snow, he took the opportunity to escape from this room?

But, how could it be so fast?

However, at this moment, she couldn't care about Bonnie. She bent down to pick up the soaked documents, shook them, and put them in the palm of her hand.

Damn it, the text is completely unclear!
Monet gritted his teeth.

However, when she picked up another paper document, she discovered that there was a gap under the paper.

Um?Monet opened the pile of documents in confusion, and then saw a hole in the floor, leading to the downstairs. The same cracking and smashing techniques... Could it be that that guy took advantage of my attention to scatter the documents in the air? At that time, he directly opened a hole in the ground and escaped below?

Forget it, just run away, just keep the files...

Monet breathed a sigh of relief and continued to bend down to pick up the documents.

Suddenly, a small hand stretched out from the hole and grabbed the thumb of Monet's hand that picked up the document.

Um? !Monet's color changed in horror. At this time, she wanted to elementalize, but it was too late. The little hand that grabbed her thumb had already generated abilities.

Her whole body lay on the ground as if it had shriveled up, her skin became rough, her age spots were exposed, her arms were thin, her hair was sparse, and her teeth fell out of her mouth.

"Uh-huh-uh--" Monet made an old woman's voice, grabbing her arm in pain, "What have you done to me?!"

"Of course it pushes you into the 'aging future'."

Monet watched helplessly as a little girl crawled out of the hole, a shrunken Bonnie.

Little Loliboni patted the dust on her body, then looked proudly at Monet who fell on the ground with her hands on her hips, and said in a childish tone:
"My ability is not only to 'push to the future', but also to 'go back to the past'. There is a hole that your body cannot fit into, but I can do it in this form."

Monet, a centenarian, stood up tremblingly, and his reaction to using the "Snow Fruit Ability" was half a beat too slow.

Bonnie looked at her in surprise: "You look like this, and you still want to fight me?"

Monet roared feebly at little Loliboni, then his hands turned into wings again, fluttering and fanning the wind and snow.

"I uphold... the will of 'Young Master'!"

"'Young Master'?" Bonnie asked, "Who is your 'Young Master'? Bega Punk?"

Monet didn't answer and continued to fan the snowflakes.

But this time, even the power of the wind and snow was much weaker. Little Loliboni could only feel the coolness on her skin, but it was not frozen.

Not only that, Monet stopped using her ability for less than three seconds. She gasped and her waist became rickety involuntarily.

"Change me back..." She stared at little Loliboni, but her threat was now powerless.

Little Loli Bonny returned to her original image of a hot woman in the blink of an eye.

She walked to the corner of the room with a smile, took out the lighter again, and lit the curtains.

With a whoosh, the flames shot up to the ceiling.

However, just as the flames on the curtains were about to spread to other places, an alarm bell sounded above the archives room, and then water sprayed out and sprinkled on the floor.

The sudden sprinkling of water failed to extinguish the flames, but it successfully eliminated the possibility of the fire growing in size.

Bonnie wiped the water spilled on her face and shook her head: "It seems that there is no fire here."

She had no choice but to use her ability to destroy every file she could see.

Monet could only watch, howl in pain, and then fall to the ground.

After everything was over, Bonnie walked out of the room, but when passing by Monet, Monet stretched out his hand and grabbed her ankle.

"Transform me back..." Monet was already in the state of a dying old man, breathless, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes, and he was actually blind.

This is not the result of Bonnie's ability, but the blindness caused by Monet's extreme despair during the period when he fell into old age.

She would never have thought that she, who was so high-spirited and everything was going well yesterday, would end up in such a situation today.

"Bonnie, you don't understand, I can't live up to the expectations of 'Young Master'..."

Bonnie stretched out her kick, kicked Monet away, and said a cold word.

"People like you should be buried on Punk Hassad Island with these 'sins'. When I see you, I just feel sick."

She left the room and never came back.

Monet lay on her back, with the carousel lanterns flashing through her mind, and finally breathed her last.

(End of this chapter)