One Piece: My Villain Identity Has Been Exposed

Chapter 129 Welcome to the arrival of the great Phoenix Lord

In an instant, the fort flew above the sky, splitting into countless fort openings, looking up, it looked like a splendid sun.

And every “sun” is a particle cannon capable of destroying a town.

“Soya, are you trying to kill us all?”

Hansen asked angrily.

“Before you kill us all, let me take care of you first.”

The young man Mingming, who had not taken a shot, suddenly appeared behind Saoya. He stretched out his hand and touched Saoya’s armor.

The golden armor melted instantly and fell to the ground. This is how alchemy changes the shape of things.

Saoya knows that if his body is touched by a teenager, it will also undergo a qualitative solution.

A flying sword rushed over, separating Mingming and Saoya.

“Hahaha, doesn’t this world say that there are gods? I just want to see what their gods are like? This level should be easy for gods.”

Saoya waved his hand, and a bell flew down from the sky, accurately enclosing Mingming.

“This ancient clock comes from the East. There are seven or seven forty-nine floors inside. You slowly refine it, don’t disturb me, hahaha.”

At Saoya’s feet, there are constantly piecing together weapons to form a giant weapon robot, which lifts him high into the air.

It is difficult for other people to hurt him.

Sherlock stood up slowly, gritted his teeth, there was no way, let’s use his hole cards.

Pipicia prompts:

“Host, it’s not that there is no solution. Why don’t you kill Laubran? You are not far from him now, and you can solve it with a single bullet.”

“…”

Sherlock was sweating, this fellow Laubran, unexpectedly ran back!

All the particle cannons in the sky began to fire, dazzling light illuminating the whole world.

Everyone raised their heads and looked to the sky, their eyes filled with despair.

Sawyer, the pervert, is simply the legendary krypton gold player, with everything in seconds… Sherlock slandered and decided to use his hole cards to save his life.

Suddenly, at the moment when the particle cannon fell, an angel’s light and shadow appeared above the sky.

The white wings seemed to envelop everything, and the huge barrier began to spread around her as the center, covering the entire city.

“He Ling.”

Sherlock would not admit it, but her petite figure looked extraordinarily stalwart at the moment.

“The phoenix god, please give me strength.”

He Ling used ancient language to chant the spell, and her eyes suddenly became red. The veins hidden under her skin bulged one by one, and a powerful force was brewing in her body.

The particle cannon blasted down instantly, and He Ling opened his hands, and the huge barrier began to deform, as if a sky and earth net wrapped up all the particle cannons with destructive power. The net kept shrinking, and finally squeezed the particle cannon into a blue ball of light.

He Ling stretched out his hand and hit the blue ball of light towards Saoya in mid-air.

Still in surprise, Saoya had no time to dodge, so he summoned all his weapons in front of him to resist the attack.

But these weapons simply cannot stop the highly compressed particle cannons.

A blue light wave wiped out all weapons.

That’s it!

Saoya broke out in a cold sweat and felt death approaching.

But the next second, he found himself falling heavily to the ground.

“Gravity restraint.”

The restraints imposed on him by the mummy Jessica saved his life.

Sawyer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and got up from the ground, still in shock.

“Why… save me?”

Sawyer thought that he had never regarded this group of people as companions.

The corners of Jessica’s mouth rose:

“Because we met a tricky enemy.”

Everyone’s eyes focused on the beautiful girl in the sky.

He Ling’s face was pale, her eyes were red, and her white wings were suddenly stained with the blood red of the setting sun.

“How long have I been asleep, ah, who wakes me up?”

She speaks slowly, her voice is ethereal and evil, and her tone of voice is different from usual.

Her expression was indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

Sherlock looked at Heling, but it felt like looking at another person, perhaps not a person.

“She is not Heling.”

Pipicia raised a head and looked at Sherlock.

“Let’s go, flee to Yuantu, life is important.”

Sherlock swallowed. Did Pipicia mean that he couldn’t beat him with his hole cards?

But… shouldn’t he be on his side?

Willie Pope, the missionary who came with Hurring, immediately squatted on the ground:

“Welcome to the great Phoenix Lord.”

All the people of Phoenix immediately fell to their knees, their heads pressed against the ground, and said piously:

“Welcome to the great Phoenix Lord.”

Willie Pope didn’t expect the bishop to tell He Ling how to summon the gods.

But if Holling didn’t choose to call Phoenix at the time, maybe everyone would die.

Phoenix looked down at his slender hands, feet, body and wings, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

“This girl is very good, I like it very much.”

Sherlock was stunned. He raised his head just to meet Phoenix’s greedy gaze.

“Give Herring back to me.”

Everyone was stunned. Someone dared to speak to Master Phoenix like this!

You know, this adult is a god!

Phoenix looked down at Sherlock indifferently, and Sherlock looked directly at his eyes, giving him a very familiar feeling.

“The Favored of the Phoenix, the Executor of the Death Row, the Stitcher of the Soul, have been entangled by three curses. The familiar breath in you is from the same hometown as mine. If you serve me piously, I can help you relieve you. Curse.”

The look of Phoenix as if looking at a servant made Sherlock uncomfortable.

Indeed, since entering this strange city, Sherlock’s companion curse has not happened. If Phoenix is ​​willing to make a move, it may really be able to undo the curse on him.

However, Sherlock knew that the price the devil demanded could not be paid casually.

In Sherlock’s eyes, the guy who made people like the Great Sister suffer disaster day after day and year after year was not a god, but a demon.

“Serve? How to serve?”

Sherlock raised his brows slightly.

“I don’t care about this girl’s past, but now, she is mine.”

The corners of Phoenix’s mouth rose slightly, and he turned his face to look at the wings on his back. The blood-red feathers were dyed golden in the evening light. Phoenix was bathed in the sun and closed his eyes with enjoyment.

“It feels good to be able to wake up, although the girl’s body can only carry one-tenth of my soul, but this is enough.”

“If you are talking about serving, I obediently let you take Sheherin, sorry, I can’t do it!”

Sherlock used Moonwalk and appeared across from Phoenix, in mid-air with him.

Phoenix frowned slightly, and with a wave of his fingers, a streamer passed through Sherlock’s thigh and directly shot him to the ground.

“Small humans, I don’t like someone standing at the same height as me.”