Jujutsu Kaisen: Above the Throne

Everyone shook their heads in silence. Are you serious about bringing Kaido out as a backer?

There was also the evasive look in the kid's eyes when he spoke, and no one was bothered to expose the lie that was too obvious.

The idiots popping up everywhere have never watched the news.

Bonnie curled her lips and took a step to catch up with Momonosuke who was retreating.

Snapped!

Bonnie's little hand tapped Momonosuke's shoulder, and the power of the Sui Sui Fruit was activated.

What's going on, your body?!!

As his gaze became higher, thick and long hair also grew on his head.

ah!!!

As soon as Momonosuke transformed, the sudden suction force would drag him to the opposite side of Saint Satan.

Pfft!

Saint Satan wailed, and a piece of flesh flew out from the long sword nailed to his right palm.

The long sword was so sharp that half of its blade sank directly into the golden ground.

--call!

Seeing the sword so close in front of him, Momonosuke was so frightened that he sat on the ground and his heart was beating fast!

Almost...

Just a little bit, that long sword just now destroyed his dignity as a man!

Fight one on one, only if you survive can you leave.

The captive took action during the transaction...

Mirai looked at Kizaru: The Navy shouldn't have any objections, right?

Pretend to hesitate for three seconds.

Kizaru wrinkled his face and nodded: After all, Lord Wu Laoxing broke the rules of this transaction first.

The navy has no objection to the emperor's handling of the matter.

Neither side can afford to offend.

After saying that, Kizaru turned his head and looked at Saint Satan: Sir, with your great strength, that brat is no match for you.

The fleet to pick you up has also been arranged.

Wait, wait!

With cold sweat soaking his whole body, Momonosuke stood up and waved his hands repeatedly: I, I didn't agree!

Fufufufu, this is not up to you!

Doflamingo moved his fingers, and the prison woven with white silk thread blocked Momonosuke's escape!

I'm really looking forward to this big show!

Tezzoro grinned and clapped his hands, and the gold brick floor turned into arena mode!

The pirate version of the octagonal arena!

The moving distance is less than five meters, surrounded by sharp silk threads!

The old guy opposite has lost three of his limbs, kid, you still have a chance to win!

Bai Jue stepped on the table and shouted: You kid, pull out the sword in front of you and give that old guy a thousand-year kill!

Like a girl holding a sign, Baccarat walked to the bottom of the ring and announced: The game begins!

...

boom!

The moment Bakala finished speaking, Saint Satan's right palm, which was covered with blood, suddenly smacked down!

On the ground of broken gold bricks, the sweaty Momonosuke cowered on the edge of the ring and shed tears!

Bridge Dou Sack!

I am, I am the country of Japan.

Untouchable, come here and die!

Saint Satan's bloodshot eyes seemed to want to swallow Momonosuke alive!

With his restricted legs, there is still half a meter between Satan's Holy Palm and Momonosuke!

Holding the long sword he had just drawn in his hand, Momonosuke was trembling and did not dare to take action!

You can't just hide!

With a standard villain's face, Dover snapped his fingers, and the sharp threads on the edge of the ring began to shrink!

hiss!!

Momonosuke, who had a bloody cut on his back, had no choice but to step forward!

I, I can't die yet!

Roaring as if daring, Momonosuke had no choice but to raise his sword and charge at the Goro Star.

Pfft!

The sharpness of the long sword brought up a handful of blood flowers!

Saint Satan, who had no way to retreat, could only raise his forearm to block!

How dare you hurt me, you untouchable!

After being tortured for several days, the long-suppressed anger completely boiled over at this moment!

Under Momonosuke's horrified gaze, Saint Satan suddenly waved his pierced right hand.

Momonosuke, who was afraid of being thrown onto the sharp thread, let go of the sword.

idiot!

Everyone in the audience shook their heads speechlessly and threw away the only weapon that could hurt the enemy.

This is a shame!

Hey, kid!

As expected, Saint Satan grabbed Momonosuke's neck fiercely!

wait,

The words of begging for mercy have not yet been spoken!

The deaf Saint Satan laughed ferociously, and his five fingers exploded with all their strength!

Crack!

With a broken neck, Saint Satan hit Momonosuke with his crooked neck and hit the floor one after another!

The golden ground was dyed red in large areas!

The lecherous kid whose head was smashed into pulp...

Total death!

Chapter 222 A giant creature that has survived for thousands of years!

Fingertips tap lightly on the throne.

The four black long swords turned into powder and disappeared.

Looking down at the scarred Wulaoxing, Future narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled: Congratulations, you saved a dog's life.

Saint Satan, who did not dare to show his anger, pretended not to hear.

Future stood up from the throne and walked down the steps slowly: Take this old guy away.

In addition, let the World Government send 10 billion Baileys over.

Ten billion? ! !

How many years of salary is this!

The corners of his mouth twitched for a moment, and Kizaru's expression soon returned to calm.

The World Government is paying for it anyway, so it has nothing to do with his salary.

It was just money, Saint Satan nodded in agreement without thinking.

Walking to Vegapunk, Future said: Ten billion, all for you to use for research.

If you don't have enough funds, just ask. If you have as many manpower as you need, we can do it.

In the eyes of the future, the importance of technology is unparalleled!

Not to mention single means such as nuclear weapons.

The Star Destroyer Cannon in science and technology novels, the two-way foil used for dimensionality reduction strikes.

If the future provides direction and ideas, Vegapunk might actually be able to create such a terrifying weapon.

oh!!!

Boss, you are so wise!

The little old man and his clones were so excited that they almost fainted!

I used to think that Pele was too much to blackmail five old stars in the future!

Now......

Not only is it reasonable, Vegapunk even feels that the extortion is less than 100 million points.

Ah, inspiration keeps pouring out!

The little old man shouted loudly and wrote phantoms with the pen and paper in his hand.