Chapter 128: Blood Bull Time Ends

With the support of wind cannons, Morbi could barely escape under Soya’s weapons.

The witch restrained the spiritualist Kayishal Mari.

Corps commander Qiya Roka used the sacrifice technique to offset the mummy Jessica’s curse technique.

Sherlock was flanked back and forth by Saoya and Hansen, the monster Tira also joined the melee, and then the magician Hill Dunlei, Ronin Murata Nobunaga and others also joined the battle.

With Sherlock’s back and back, and the restraint of the mummy, Sherlock was convinced that he had encountered a major crisis.

Laurent looked at the chaotic crowd, frowned slightly, and rushed back to the town square.

It happened to meet Meng Xin who made the rules.



“You let us out.”

Monsin looked at Laubran.

Laubran nodded: “That’s right.”

“What’s the purpose?”

Meng Xin asked lightly.

“I feel that this world is too false, and I want to create reality.”

Laubran said honestly.

Meng Xin was stunned, and the corners of his mouth rose:

“Funny guy, it’s a pity that you are too weak, otherwise I will make you my friend.”

“Weak?” Laubran nodded. “Perhaps.”

He drew his pistol and aimed it at Monsin.

Monsin speaks:

“Pistols are prohibited here.”

The gun in Hunter Tess’s hand suddenly disappeared. Crocodile knocked her uppercut to the ground, then encountered a wind cannon from Morby, and she flew out.

This is the power of rules. Meng Xin can now control within 1,000 meters. Anyone must obey the rules set by him.

Such a powerful force made Monsin full of confidence in himself, and he was full of disdain when facing opponents like Laurent.

But at this moment, the expression on his face changed drastically, even a little distorted.

The gun in Laubran’s hand is still there! How can it be? Can he not be bound by the power of his own rules? !

“Sorry, you were created by me, so the power of the rules is invalid for me.”

The corners of Laubran’s mouth rose slightly, and he pulled the trigger.

“By the way, I forgot to tell you, in order to kill you, so none of you have Armament Haki.”

There was a bang.

Meng Xin fell in a pool of blood, eyes full of incredible.

Unexpectedly, I would lose to the ants! Will die on the hands of an ant.

The painter Ke Meng looked at Laurent with his face sideways, and scribbled an eyeless storm dragon in the scroll.

The storm tornado blew up a huge wind and blew Laurent tens of meters away, fell from a high altitude, hit the ground, vomiting blood, embarrassed.

“You are so worthy?”

Ke Meng sat on the Storm Dragon, with an indifferent expression.

“Really stupid humans, let’s go, let’s get out of here.”

He patted the tempest dragon on the head, and the tempest dragon let out a roar, waved its wings and left.

“Damn, you hit me?”

“I said this is my prey, don’t get in the way.”

“Asshole, get out of the way, don’t blame me for being impolite.”

Tila and the others actually quarreled.

Although everyone who attacked Sherlock was a pervert player, they did not have the habit and tacit understanding of fighting side by side. They often found holes in Sherlock and caused damage to each other, so that they attacked for more than ten minutes without Sherlock. die.

This is the legendary negative negative to positive, originally supposed to be a unilateral many-to-one crush, but it has become a multiplayer melee.

However, Sherlock’s whole body was injured, and his HP continued to drop, and he had fallen to 10,000. I felt that this great dragon would soon be beaten down!

Once the blood cow time is over, Sherlock’s pain will return. When the self-healing technique cannot keep up with the damage value, he will immediately face the tragic ending of the dog leash.

Of course, he can also choose to hide in the abyss, but this means that this group of monster-level players will act on Lao Sha and the others, as well as the innocent people in this city.

The people here have nothing to do with Sherlock, but if Laubran killed them, Sherlock would also blame himself, after all, he had the opportunity to send Laubran to prison.

While Garp was chasing himself, he only sent Arlong, not Laubrunn, in fact, he was very selfish.

He is used to the care and obedience of Laubran to himself, and appreciates Laubran’s specialties other than killing.

Also recognized Laurent as a partner.

Since he recognized, Sherlock must be responsible for his actions.

Sherlock is not a purely kind person. He also has a dark side in his heart, but he has his own bottom line to behave and do things. He doesn’t think that the strong should arbitrarily step on the lives of the weak, and become stronger just to live better and protect himself. And the people around you have more choices and freedom.

Therefore, he could not watch his companions being killed, nor could he watch the innocent people in this city being killed.

When the 15-minute blood cow time was over, Sherlock instantly felt the pain of being torn apart, and he had to use hormone bullets to numb his nerves.

Otherwise the pain will make him lose consciousness, and death is waiting for him.

“Laublan, you better not come, otherwise I don’t promise to kill you.”



Sherlock glanced at the corner of his mouth and said to himself.

At this time, the boarder Sulfur took a fancy to Laubran’s body. Although his combat effectiveness was not good, he was indeed immune to all curses and rules. Moreover, Sulfur found that no matter what they did, he could not kill Laubran, at most. He brings pain.

It feels like they are not a latitude creature.

Therefore, he must get the body of Laubran.

Sulfur controlled a half-giant body, rushed towards Laubran, and threw his fist to bring pure physical damage to Laubran.

Morby fell in a pool of blood at this moment, and had lost the ability to fight. He was still too reluctant to participate in such a battle.

Lao Sha and No.1 were also injured. Mr.1 held Crocodile, and Crocodile wiped the Bloodline at the corner of his mouth, “What kind of monsters are the chaos in Houston?”

This situation makes Sherlock sad. This is the rhythm to lose.

“The favored one, it seems that you and your friends are not working anymore.”

The corner of Saoya’s mouth raised, “Why not let me see you away.”

“No, he should die by my sword.”

Murata Nobunaga said lightly, he has long black hair and looks more delicate than a woman. If it weren’t for the naked upper body showing strong muscles, Sherlock would think he was a woman.

“He is a respectable opponent and should die in the dream I wove for him.”

Hill Dunley looked serious.

“Stop talking nonsense, he is my prey!”

Hansen said angrily, in his opinion, everyone else was getting in the way.

Sherlock didn’t expect that before he could give himself a fatal blow, these people would start fighting, just like a group of lions and tigers fighting for the delicious goats in their mouths.

“This is to force me to use my hole cards!”

Sherlock frowned and looked at the time on the pocket watch. Why hadn’t He Ling found the archbishop? Could it be that something is wrong?

Sawyer raised his head proudly, contemptuously outlined at the corner of his mouth.

“Come on, let me take you one last ride.”

He waved his hand, and a golden turret appeared behind him.

“The Final Cannon.”

Everyone was stunned, including the condemned prisoners who were fighting for their prey just now.

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