Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 378

The rising high temperature annihilated Mr.5’s hair in an instant, and the body surface was cracked and cracked. What was exposed below was not flesh and blood tissue, but a dazzling white light, like a burst of scorching sun. It was terrifying. The flares of light swallowed Mr.5’s body in an instant. The center of the explosion first collapsed strangely, and then suddenly rebounded and expanded, as if thunder echoed in everyone’s ears, engulfing the entire coast with all the heat and flames.

All this is a long story, but in fact it is just a moment of breathing. Doflamingo saw a weird grayish white, spreading from the corners of Mr.5’s mouth with a weird smile, when he was about to melt away the other’s facial features, and then Just like the rippling ripples in the center of the lake, they spread out and spread around silently.

The flame is off-white, it is the extreme high temperature that is mingled with rust worms that are dying and struggling to multiply. The rust worms that Adams injected and cultivated in Mr.5’s body are dozens of times that of normal people who explode.

Even the sound of the explosion was obliterated by the white flames, and the strong breath of death was like a white paper swayed by splashed ink, which was soaked in pollution without resistance, and the cadres of the Don Quixote family were infested by white and turned into charred charcoal.

Quiet, dead still!

It took 2 minutes for the gray-white flames to dissipate slowly, and the entire beach was dyed black, the sand was melted into black glass by high temperature, and the same black smoke evaporated, and the liquid glass rolled into the sea. The turbid steam came out, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, drifting along the wind on the beach.

The iron pillar of the parasol turned into molten iron, and Torrepol’s body was covered with a layer of hot mucus. Underneath the mucus was a small corpse that had been roasted into coke. Suddenly the corpse turned outwards, Dover. Brother Ming got up from the ground, his whole body clothes were corroded by the high temperature, and his naked body was surrounded by a circle of broken threads, entangled his body like a cocoon, and the color of his arms was domineering black. The iron-like color spreads all over the body surface.

Doflamingo stared at the extremely tragic sight on the ground. Don Quijote’s family cadres didn’t know how many people died. He turned to look at the factory behind him. The aftermath of the explosion spread to the ground. Workers’ bodies were lying on the ground. He opened his mouth and exhaled smoke, and the teeth were biting and he was about to bite off his cheeks. The killing intent in his chest felt like he would break his ribs.

“Yarlin, I++” Doflamingo’s eyes were full of blood, and the corners of his eyes were cracked and bleeding drips. He was so angry that his lips were shaking uncontrollably. He was going to kill Arlin and torture him alive. …No, the Yarlin he was about to kill would never dare to crawl back into the world from hell!

the other side!

Sha Krokdal listened to the blind tone on the phone and hung up with a gloomy expression on his face. He drew a cigar out of the special tin box and held it to his mouth. The metal lighter ignited, and he deeply Inhaled and sighed a smoke ring.

“Something happened?” Nicole Robin stood in the shadow of the corner habitually, closing the book and looking at Klockdal.

“A person who should have died has come back to life. This is not simply an accident. I am afraid it will turn into a disaster.” Krokdal knows deeply how tricky an enemy hiding in the dark can be. Since Yarlin’s death, the opponent has completely disappeared from his field of vision, “The enemy is dark and I am bright, this is not very good!”

One walked from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, exposed to the sun, while the other re-hidden into the darkness with the help of death. The situation was ingeniously reversed, and the initiative of offensive and defensive transformation was firmly held in the palm of his hand by Yallin. No one was there. Knowing where he is hiding, and when will he suddenly show his deadly fangs.

“Why didn’t you die? Obviously all the corpses were broken, how did you survive?” Sand Crocodile couldn’t understand. Although there are many incredible devil fruits in this world, let a piece of broken meat come back to life. It is still a fantasy-like ability, and it is difficult for him to guess how Yarlin did it: “Is it really as he said he crawled back from hell?”

There was another sentence, “Your face?” The three words that still carried Doflamingo’s suspicious tone on the phone at that time caught Sha Krokdal’s attention.

Shaking his head, Klockdal temporarily suppressed all the incredible speculations in his mind. He stared at Nicole Robin and asked: “Is there really hell? Did the resurrection happen in history? ?”

Nicole Robin, the deputy director of Baroque Studio, is also an outstanding archeologist and historian. His purpose is to trace the missing history, a blank history that has been tried hard to hide by the world government, and is wanted by the world government at the same time. He survived from the Navy’s “Devil Slaying Order” at an early age and was labeled as “O’Hara Demon” (some translated as the Son of the Devil).

Hidden and wandered in the dark all the year round until he was found by Krokdal with ulterior motives. The main purpose was to use Nicole Robin’s ability to find ancient weapons.

Ancient weapons are blank historical legends. Three weapons that have existed since ancient times that can destroy the world and are named “Gods” are Pluto, Sea King, and Heavenly King.

The clues of ancient weapons are hidden in the historical text, and only archaeologists can identify the ancient text in the historical text, and it is possible to trace the missing modules of the historical text.

Klockdal learned from Nicole Robin that one of the ancient weapons, the “Pluto”, is likely to be hidden in Alabastan. This is the internal reason why he really deliberately wants to control this country.

“There are descriptions of hell in myths and legends, but they are all absurd grotesques. In the official historical documents, the real existence of hell has never been verified, but I have read a book in O’Hara’s library. , There is a little saying above that after death, human souls will fall into the hell of Huangquan, and there is a devil fruit named Huangquan in the world, which can make people have a second life, and return to the world from the hell of Huangquan after death. , It’s just that very little is known about this special fruit, and the book does not record what the capable person of Huangquan fruit saw in hell?” Nicole Robin recalled for a moment before opening his mouth: “If you are asking Whether anyone in history can come back from the dead, then if the record of Huangquan Fruit is true, then it should have existed in reality.”

“Yellow Spring Fruit?” Sha Krokdal squinted his eyes, muttering to himself in his mouth, and the whole person’s thinking direction seemed to have been shifted to other places.