Pirate’s Brood Order

Chapter 662

The black thread suddenly dissipated, and it was looming and condensed into a trance-like human form, a cold and strange face emerged, the corners of the mouth were hung with a sharp arc, and the cold and cruel eyes seemed to reflect another pair of deep and dark pupils, and the temperament said no. The horror is weird.

“Yarlin?”

The bodies condensed by black threads are solid, and the woven black thread silky drags out satin-like robes behind them, hunting and dancing in the wind, dozens of Yallin’s eyebrows are shining with cold and gloomy light, a terrifying overlord. The color burst out, rushing in all directions.

The pupils of the green pheasant suddenly shrank, and the hair on the neck burst like a layer of frost, frozen to his bones, and his brain was in chaos, “This is impossible!!!”

“ROOM•Abattoir!”

The transparent spherical radius spread sharply, and all the pirates or navy enveloped in it were instantly cut into neat cracks, and dropped on the ground.

Huh!

One of Yallin’s body was cut apart and turned into a group of fine black lines, which were then blown by the wind and scattered in the air to form flying debris.

“You are not Doflamingo, who are you?”

Trafalgar Luo’s eyes were gloomy, staring at the black-robed man standing in the field. The latter’s head rotated strangely 360 degrees, and the gloomy change of the entire face restored Doflamingo’s appearance, but only In an instant, he changed back to Yarlin, his tone was deep and terrifying: “Hey…the dead don’t need to explore the truth behind them again, this stage is about to usher in the final curtain call!”

The moment the voice fell.

A black shadow suddenly appeared behind Trafalgar Luo, and the flickering palm of his hand turned into a pitch-black sharp blade, which suddenly pierced Trafalgar Luo’s back and penetrated through the wound. The black blade that came out of the body turned into a palm again, and it snapped back suddenly. The terrifying power was like a dense wire wrapped around the spine, pulling it fiercely.

“It’s a pity that you haven’t reserved your place in the brand new world.”

The cruel voice echoed in his ears, Trafalgar Luo’s face changed drastically, his neck stiffened and he looked down at the blood hole in his chest. A bloody black hand was gripping his spine, which made him toothy. In the sour “crunch”, his body bends and breaks uncontrollably.

In the original time and space, Trafalgar Luo might still be able to make moves with Doflamingo, but facing Doflamingo who was transformed into a shadow apostle, he couldn’t resist even a round.

The spine was pulled to pieces, the heart burst, the broken body fell softly to the ground, and there was still unbelievable panic on his face. Scarlet leather shoes stepped on the corpse’s cheeks and rubbed hard against the ground, Dover Lang Ming sneered and glanced at him, looking behind him like a man on his back.

The ice silk spread madly, and an ice dragon exuding a bitter cold air roared. The ferocious dragon head bit down and swallowed it together with Doflamingo and the corpse on the ground. The sky is full of ice ballast.

In the ice block was a piece of shattered corpse, and then the corpse melted strangely and turned into a fine black line. The green pheasant kicked it back with no expression, and suddenly it was another one against “Yarlin”. The head of “Face” exploded, and in the aftermath, a black line condensed around Yarlin, it was difficult to tell which one was the real body.

Or not at all, it was originally just the shadow of Yarlin!

Amidst the sulky grinning laughter, one of Yallin became Doflamingo again, his deep and dark eyes locked on the green pheasant directly, and there was a chilling enthusiasm in his eyes: “Green pheasant, You are the sacrifice chosen by fate!”

Gloomy laughter, dark clouds floating over the sea, the shadow of the fleet that obscured the sky appeared in the field of vision, and one of the terrifying black dragons protruded from the thundering black cloud with a hideous head, dark and hideous. Looking down at the gun barrel, the black gloom condensed in the muzzle, and then crashed into the clouds.

Countless floating steel fleets revealed murderous intent from the clouds, and the overwhelming artillery weaved into a pouring rain curtain, like the sky suddenly burst and burst, instantly staining the day with blood, and screaming across the background of the sky.

The sky shattered, the ground shook, the air trembled, and the broken Malin Fando fell into a deadly pause for an instant. Everyone raised their heads in horror and looked at the sky that was smudged into black, but it seemed as if they were looking directly at the gap in the abyss.

The servants of the demon were roaring frantically, rounds of dumped shells smashed Malin Vatican, the entire island was blown into floating wreckage, and the aftermath of the shock set off a monstrous tsunami that capsized and shattered ships on the sea.

a long time!

The booming artillery fire ceased, and the entire sea surface was stained with solidified black blood. Countless figures falling from the sky fell to the ground, stepping on the sticky and fuzzy ground, as if stepping in the blood plasma piled up with meat foam.

Under the judgment from the sky, the corpse became the color of the ground. Ninety percent of the navy and pirates’ bones were gone, and the remaining 10 percent had no time to recover, and the surroundings were already plunged into a black ocean.

In the center of the shattered island, a black seed fell and planted, and then the ground was polluted by black, like black tentacles protruding out of the living ground, and countless black threads wrapped around the figure falling from the sky, covering them with a Layers of steel-like black armor.

Then those black shadow-like killing weapons flooded toward the remaining living people like stacks of turbulent ocean tides. Cries and screams mixed with the sound of bones and muscles being torn apart, they came into view. There is bloody hell everywhere.

“The host of the banquet always comes on stage at the end, with a judgment from destiny!”

Dozens of “Yarlin” woven with black threads were burned into black embers by flames, leaving only the last “real body”, his face changed and resurfaced like Doflamingo, he looked at the melting ice Inside the wall, the blue pheasant’s amazed eyes, his arms suddenly opened, looking up to the sky like a pilgrimage.

“Fate plays the final judgment. Under Yarlin’s gaze, everything will belong to the Legion!”

In the sky, the black haze surged, and the shadows covering the sky and the sun looked like countless terrible beasts crawling under the feet. A white golden cloak was the only white in the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

The cold face, the strange and deep heavy pupil, the cross pattern that symbolizes the judgment flickered between the eyebrows, Yallin lowered his head overlooking the earth and the ocean, and slowly tore a hole downward toward the space with one hand.

It is like a crack in a black picture scroll, a strange and silent black door slowly emerges, as if the horror from another world is coming, the pattern of the seal on the black door seems to suddenly come alive. Like, terrifying branches penetrate the door wall, and black tree trunks with teeth and claws stick out from the black door…