Pirate’s Brood Order

Second Apostle: Dodge Bottom

Title: Accelerator, Ghost Instant!

At the same time, it is the second brood (Alabasta Pyramid Guardian)

Race: Human

Class: Level 6 is medium, evolvable.

Mental intensity 85

Nerve conduction rate 84

Skeleton hardness 59

Muscle activity 62

Blood density Velocity 89

Ability: Accelerating the fruit can manipulate and enhance itself (such as cell division, blood flow, muscle growth, etc.). At the same time, through contact, it can change a certain rate of touched substances, which is limited to acceleration!

Current development: Intermediate!

Note: Fruit power and parasitic rust worms produce thrilling chemical changes within the body. He is the only one among the apostles who can fully perform and unimaginable manipulating parasitic rust worms!

Dodge’s broken wrist hung on the side of the trouser leg. A circular hole was exposed on his chest. The edge of the circular mouth was the tissue fluid secreted by cells, and circles of newly grown granulation were squirming.

In midair, the rusty ghost baby floating in midair weirdly suspended in midair. Two thin, rusty, hideous hands each hold a piece of bloody flesh, with a few pieces attached to the flesh. The teeth are rusty like rotten teeth inlaid in the mouth of an old man.

The rusty baby ghost’s mouth makes a weird sound, like a baby crying. It is actually within the body. The sound of countless wriggling rustworms resonates through the body surface. It turns bloated with curiosity. The ugly body, like a barrel-shaped body with a pale eyeball floating above it, was staring at Vincent Mok Nitch.

His eyes were cold and indifferent, but with a hint of strange curiosity, like a child who had been locked up in the house for a long time and encountered a new toy.

Vincent Mock Nitch wiped his hot cheeks. He stared at Dodge with a look of affection and pushed the Rusty Ghost Baby back into his chest. There was an unnatural twitch in the corner of his eyes. There was a strong aversion to cold.

Although I don’t understand why the opponent did not continue to attack, Niche instinctively felt a strong malice enveloping him from all directions.

“Your goggles have fallen to the ground!”

The gloomy and joking voice is like a trial from Death God, through the cold mirror prison, a hoarse and freezing voice The line oscillates into the air through the ripples of the mirror, echoing again and again in the closed mirror cell!

It’s like someone turned on a repeater, and the recorded voice whispered over and over in Vincent Mok Nitch’s ear. The voice at first was a little low like a dream, and then gradually changed. It was sharp and gloomy, living like the hysterical roar of countless mental patients in his mind.

Nichi’s discoloration changed suddenly. He looked at himself reflected in the mirror. His heart fell to the bottom inexplicably. He felt a gloomy chill coming out from within the body, as if there was a The cold poisonous snake was in his chest, and greasy and gloomy scales were swimming around his heart.

People are always accustomed to ignoring some unremarkable details, such as when their body is mapped into the mirror, from the very beginning, or the moment when they are caught off the goggles !

“Eyes are the window of the soul. Through your eyes I can see your heart. The cold and sinister soul is in panic and fear!” Gana stood behind the mirror, to be precise. Behind Niche in the mirror, a palm was quietly leaning against the other’s waistcoat, stroking it like a lover inside as if half of his arm had been penetrated.

“Well, hold it!” Gana looked through the mirror, facing each other on Niche’s twinkling pupils.

Although the other party didn’t say what he was holding, Nizhe had a clear comprehension of the other party’s meaning. Suddenly, a chilling sense of horror swallowed his whole body.

I hold the heart!

“You…” Nizhi pupil shrinks into the tip of a needle. The crazy warning from every cell makes Nizhi rush into the mirror. Instinctively tells him that if he doesn’t break these mirrors immediately, he will be very The terrifying thing happened to me.

The sound of stepping on, the dazzling lightsaber bursts out with dazzling spots, but it is weirdly unable to cover the silhouette in the mirror. It stands to reason that such bright rays of light will affect the mirror All the sights were replaced, but the sight in the mirror was still gloomy and dull.

Gana’s silhouette is still standing there, her empty eyes without a trace of impurities coldly looking at the sword of light speed that Vincent Mok Nizhi smashed down in the sky.

The arc winds around and the rays of light cracks. What a gorgeous sight!

Unfortunately, it’s too late!

“The mirror mirrors the world, so what is the difference between the person reflected in the mirror and the person outside?” Gana asked suspiciously: “I always feel that The moment the mirror shines, the person outside and the person in the mirror have already quietly exchanged their bodies!”

“In other words, the real you has been imprisoned in the mirror, and the outside You are just a walking corpse that has lost its soul and is maintaining the inertia of self-deception!”

Nich’s eyelids jumped wildly. He didn’t understand any of these words in the mirror. But the coldness and strangeness in the words made him feel the terrifying danger that could not be described in words.

“aaaaaah ——”

I feel my heart is grabbed by a ghost claw, and the breath exhaled from my mouth and nose is full of icy cold, Vincent Mock. Niche roared like crazy, the lightsaber in his hand continuously pierced the barrier of the air, piercing the ripples of the mirror like lightning.

The terrifying vortex, the twisting force seemed to break his blade. He bit his teeth and pierced the blade inch by inch. The tip of the blade penetrated into the mirror, moving towards Gana’s brow Progressed slowly.

A slight cracking sound came from the mirror, as if a slight crack appeared on the ripples.

“Don’t understand? It’s a pity.” Gana watched Vincent Mok Nitch’s violent blow indifferently. It is a pity that the power transmitted by the blade is not enough. , And this thread is the absolute gap between life and death, “I mean, if the person in the mirror dies, can the person outside the mirror live?”

pu!

Like a balloon hole, the sound of leaking air, Nizhi’s movements suddenly froze, he lowered his head in amazement, and a bloody red flower bloomed on the black windbreaker on his chest.

In the mirror, Gana slowly pulled out his palm, the palm spread out gently, and there was a heart pierced with fingers on it. The heart was still beating inertially, becoming weaker and weaker. Powerless.

“That’s my heart!” Vincent Mock Niche stared at the heart in the mirror unblinkingly, his apple pulsating with hot blood spurted out, his mouth squirmed, But it seems that he has no strength to make a sound: “My heart was taken out!”