One Piece: Victorious Tenchiko

"How does it feel?" Titch asked Van Oka if it was enough for the kid to take his depravity and make him take the form of Titch.

Destroying what she loves in front of someone else's eyes is already very bad for a six-year-old child.

In a hurry, Anilu eliminated the Sky Island people because he had already tasted the discrimination and exclusion of all the Sky Island people, and even his life was in danger, and he was not too young in terms of age.

This can help him to complete the empty island one by one, and Van Oka is not that old, and he is not as ostracized as Anilu, such a child has accepted the idea since childhood, if he is allowed to shoot everyone else with a gun for a while, it is not difficult.

But little Van Oka will definitely not be able to accept it, it is purely in a hurry, it is better to start with destroying other people's beloved things, change him little by little, and finally become an accurate gun under Titch.

"I don't know, but, but, there's a feeling I can't put into words. Fan'oka's immature face was flushed with excitement, and he knew it was wrong, but he felt happy and happy.

"The thief hahahaha, worthy of my fancy subordinate, remember Fan Okka. You are no longer you since you accepted my invitation, you are a member of the gods you are for, and you will become a subordinate of the ruler of this world. These people?" said Titch, pointing to the lying villagers, disdainfully.

"They are just a group of ants on the ground, at best, they can get a little favor under our pitch, our level is already different, Fan Okka, give up your concept, this is fate, your fate has changed since you met me, all the people in the world will not be our opponents, your new fate is remembered for me.

Titch paused before speaking.

"You will rule over them, you must rule over them. You will dominate them, and you must dominate them.

Everything about them will be disposed of by us, if he is born, he will live, if they die, they can only die, no matter everything in the world, your mission is only one point, that is, to aim at everything in the world, to become the gun of Lao Tzu Marshall Ditch, to shoot all those who disobey, to oppress all those who resist, and to dominate all those who obey.

This is your destiny.

Tickie's voice was not loud, but it could reach everyone's ears, and the sky was thundering and the wind was blowing.

The black-red thunder turned into substance, smashing between Titch and Van Okka.

The will of Titch's spirit has been pounding Van Oka's brain, and within such domineering, Van Oka's words echoed in Titch's ears over and over again.

"Is this fate? this is fate!" he

muttered, as if the child's mind and psychology had matured, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if there was light.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and Van Oka only felt novelty.

Everything in this world seems to be clearer, insects and birds are chirping, he can feel everything in a large range around him, if he borrows this power, he will make his shooting skills to the next level!

is also because of the sight and hearing that he awakened under the impact of domineering, he can sense a little powerful power leaked out by the man in front of him.

Enough to resist any difficulty he could imagine, perhaps, fate? This is fate!!

That's fate. Tichy

knew as soon as he looked at his state that the god in the original book was babbling that this was the sniper of fate, Van Okka, and at this moment he already had the potential to become a strong man.

"Thief hahahaha, that's good, come, follow me. Titch waved his sleeves and walked towards the warship on the shore.

Van Oka hurried to follow.

It's news that there is a six-year-old kid on the warship, but the sailors can't care who the vice admiral invites.

Fan Oka who wanted to talk to this god all the time The mantra is this is fate Fan Oka is not too compatible, so he held a CSLR4 sniper rifle that Tiqi had stored from the dark space, and kept wiping and maintaining it.

From time to time, they are used to target seabirds flying in the distance, or even schools of fish swimming in the sea.

Tiqi looked at the time, it's about the same, I've been wandering most of the East China Sea these days, and I've changed back to Frost Moon Village to get my own knife, Geng Saburo, your knife forging skills won't disappoint Lao Tzu.

The wind howled, propelling the warship to sail quickly towards Frostmoon Village.

Going ashore, the warship docked in the center of the sea in the distance, or only Tiqi got off the ship by himself, this kind of thing is not good for many people to know, especially the knife created by Kozaburo with hatred, Bacheng is a demon knife that is more domineering than Enma.

Frost Moon Village, Frost Moon Gym.

Not long ago, the owner of the hall here originally gave birth to a child, and there was a lot of joy up and down, and the lively hall was deserted.

Tiny weeds and dust cobwebs are everywhere.

The villagers of Frost Moon Village are speculating about something, what daughters and wives are dead, and the owner of the pavilion is crazy.

There is a crazy old man in the Frost Moon Gym beating on something day and night.

Recently, quite a few people have gone missing from the village.

Titch heard a little about the situation, and saw that Kozaburo was quite honest, and he was really building weapons.

Kicking open the door of the gym, he walked towards the newly built forge in the backyard where swords were made.

"Poof, Zra. The mad Kozaburo slitted the neck of a passer-by with a short knife and bled him, pouring the blood into a huge cauldron.

There were already a lot of corpses lying around, all of them had their necks cut open and their blood drained.

There are men, women, young and old, all kinds of people.

The blood in the huge pot was mixed and stirred, and it continued to evaporate and condense under the flame at the bottom of the pot.

A pot of fresh blood is burned into a viscous pulp.

And then it reached a certain level.

Kozaburo frantically took out a sword embryo from the forge without a hilt.

It is placed in a sword-shaped stony groove and then poured in viscous high-concentration plasma.