Chapter 283: Arlin’s Arrival

The pressure-transmitted baseball whizzed with terrifying power and accumulated explosions. Horqidon raised his hand with a red light surging, his eyes fixed on the weird dachshund, and the black threads at the bottom of his pupils were surging strangely. It moved, as if the gaze of another eye was peeking from it.

The fierce air waves rolled violently, and the knotty white palms firmly grasped the bursting baseball. The bursting bones flew up and hit the ugly face, causing the bulging blood vessels to split blood. The mouth, the blood that smashed out made him look even more fierce, but the pupil that suddenly sank into a pitch black revealed a strange feeling of carelessness. His sight was not on the palm of his hand, but focused on the sausage. On the dog’s body that doesn’t know whether to call it a dead or alive.

The burst on the palm of the hand gradually extinguished, the cracked bones quickly healed again, and more refined and solid bone calcium appeared.

“Is that some kind of dead thing gaining the power of devil fruit?”



Horchiton opened his mouth, but the sound that penetrated through his throat was not his own voice. It had to be thicker and more emotional.

Yallin’s consciousness descended directly on Horqidon’s body across the distance of space, and immediately took over the control of this body.

With the arrival of this voice, the black lines in the eye pupils of all the naval transformants on the scene flickered, and the breathing seemed to be a little quicker for an instant, and the few subtle expressions on the cheeks revealed a disturbing expression. Weird.

The air in the room seemed to be filled with the smell of heart palpitations. Mr.4 looked at the sight of the opposite person, and a pair of thick and long eyebrows were twisted into a lump. He always felt that the breath of the person opposite had suddenly changed, as if suddenly changed. Became another more dangerous existence.

“It’s really uncomfortable!”

Mr.4 raised the lifting rod high and swung it down. The dachshund opened his mouth like a smoke ring, and a solid white baseball was condensed and spit out in his mouth.

“Oh? Is it like this?”

Hockedon (Yarlin) did not stop the whole process, instead he half-squinted his eyes to observe the movement of the dachshund. It was obviously a pile of metal parts, but it gave people a strange feeling of being alive, but However, in Yallin’s perception and understanding, it is clearly a dead object, no body temperature, no heartbeat, only the movement of the parts, and the breath of a living thing.

“Living creature? Dead creature? Devil fruit?”



Extracted more than one devil fruit, and even swallowed it, transformed the abilities. Yarlin is very sensitive to the smell of the devil fruit. He will not feel wrong. That dachshund is just a dead thing with no life but “eaten it.” “It became a devil fruit, and became a person with this kind of weird ability now.

A dachshund with a time bomb!

Pong!

The sand and gravel under Hocheton’s feet suddenly condensed into a sand wall, which instantly blocked the heat wave of the explosion. The sand wall was corroded to the ground by the burnt black liquid. A military boot stepped on it, and the gravel wall suddenly burst from the inside out. , The splashing liquid seemed to be pulled by a bone shadow to grow into intermittent remnants.

Along the way, the bodies of the two agents were suddenly strangled to pieces by bone chains. Horchton kept under his feet, rushing forward and appearing in front of Mr.4. The whole person was like a remnant of continuously changing positions, and he suddenly smashed into Mr.4. In front of you.

next moment!


The boring swing of the huge iron rod stopped halfway, Horchiton’s one-eyed gaze was on the dachshund, but his hand held the iron rod empty. The rusty iron spots are like age spots climbing on the old man’s cheeks, which cannot withstand the invasion. The iron rod then suddenly became light and brittle, Horchiton pinched it with his five fingers, and the rusty iron piece shattered.

The insidious bulge of the middle finger joint of the fist that was smashed out, like a poisonous dragon’s drill, hit Mr.4’s chest fiercely. Immediately, the bloated fat spread out like rippling waves and ripples, and the clothes on his body were stretched. After breaking the cobweb-like opening, he flew out directly, tumbling and slipping out of the deep ditch on the sand.

Horchton squeezed the dachshund’s neck, held it slightly, and lifted it up in front of him. He looked at it carefully for a while, then stepped on Mr.4’s head and restored his body that he had just climbed up. He stepped back on the ground heavily, and asked indisputably: “Is this a dead thing, right?”

With a fierce one-eyed eye, with a strange black light surging inside, Mr.4’s head was firmly pressed on the ground, his cheeks rubbed against the rough gravel, and the sharp pain spreading in his chest reminded him of the fracture of his ribs. Opening his mouth is like eating soil, some sand flows into his mouth, and he replied vaguely: “It’s a dead thing, it’s my big gun!”

“Big gun?!” Hockedon glanced at the dachshund, and then asked: “Tell me, how did you do it? I’ll let you go.”

“I don’t know, I got it from the studio.” The cheeks seemed to be crushed, and half of his cheeks were burning with pain. Mr. 4 teeth swayed and said: “I just heard that it seems to be someone The results of a scientist’s research can extend the power characteristics of the devil fruit to the object, but I don’t know the others, I’m telling the truth.”

Horqiton lowered his head and showed a thoughtful look in his eyes, and then the black line in his pupils faded like tide, and the scarlet color resurfaced from the pitch black to occupy the entire eyeball.

“I’m done, you promised to let me go!” Mr.4 struggled to turn his head, moving his eyes arduously and looking towards the soles of the shoes above his head, a group of red light slowly covering his head.

Horchiton took over his body again. He stared faintly at the head under his feet, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, “I didn’t promise you!”

Amidst the muffled sound, Mr.4’s expression froze in a moment of horror, half of his head was smashed into stubble, and the remaining half of his skull exposed white calcification, like a shattered plaster statue.

The battle next to it is also close to finishing work. The hidden high-rise building is filled with blood, high-pitched, screaming screams echoing in the building, and the navy transforming body indifferently waved the sharp blade in its hand, as if running around one by one. The assassin, take away the last echo of life.

When night fell, the dark-covered building fell into a dead silence.

Horchiton counted the trophies and the bodies of his own people, and then divided into two teams. One team returned to the base with two fruitful abilities, and the rest continued to find the next baroque studio. stronghold.

The speed of the journey can’t even catch up with the speed of Hocheton’s killing and suppression. Vivi and Icarim sniffed the smell of blood remaining in the air and looked at each other in amazement.

“How many places is this?”

“It’s already the seventh place!”

“…”

It was crazy to wipe out seven Baroque studios in a week, and Weiwei exhaled, “I think we need to pass this incident back to let the father know what happened here.”

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