Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 398

The scene of Dalaran’s death was mapped back to Yallin’s consciousness. He naturally saw the murderer’s fierce face clearly. In fact, the Blackbeard group had no two minutes before and after they came out and left the scene. Heartbroken and ruthless, Yallin didn’t expect that Dalaran could hardly even say a last word. His head was shattered into dregs, and he died thoroughly.

The sixth apostle, die!

From the appearance of Ace to the end of a fierce fight, Blackbeard’s outrageous appearance “killing and overtaking”, to the strange appearance of Vincent Mok Nitch and his weird behavior of picking up corpses, this series of follow-ups Changes, none of them are in the script of Yarlin’s presupposition.

“It’s just a simple chase and clean up a few small mice. I really didn’t expect to pull out such an ups and downs drama.” Yallin glanced over Dalaran’s corpse indifferently, and then lips Sip lightly.

The air filled with mirror ripples, and the body of Sanjishi was sent out and fell quietly at Yarlin’s feet. His eyes were like a vulture staring at his prey, and he said coldly: “Brothers? But your eyes are. Tell me, you didn’t help with the corpse because of brotherhood. Tell me what is special about this corpse?”

A haze flashed in the depths of Niche’s eyes. He casually scanned the body exposed by the mirror, and cursed in his heart: “Like the blood-controlling guy, this ability to manipulate the mirror feels very tricky and weird! ”

Father’s order cannot be violated, and Sanji’s body must be taken back intact.

“You misunderstood. Although I hate this younger brother, since the man is dead, the body must be taken back to his father for the last look. This is the son’s filial piety!” Nizhe explained earnestly.

“Then why is the blood taken from the corpse of my subordinates?” Yallin grinned and asked noncommitantly.

“After all, he killed my trash brother and picked up a bit of bone fragments, so that he could give his father an explanation. It was used to pay homage to Sanji at the funeral and to comfort his dead soul.” Nichi had both eyes. He said lie without blinking, and secretly praised his wit in my heart.

Too wise to tm!

“It makes sense. In principle, I believe what you say.” Yarlin’s tone suddenly fell cold: “So, in order to prevent your father from coming to find me for revenge, I have to keep you here as well. This is called You should be understandable for killing people!”

The smile on Nizhi’s face froze, and his face became the color of soy pork liver!

Stepping on the ground with his feet, a violent electric arc flickered on the soles of his shoes, and Niche rushed towards Yarlin like lightning.

“Heh~”

Yarlin was not afraid, his hands were half inserted in his trouser pockets, the black feathers were blown by the strong wind, the hair on the temples of his forehead swayed gently to reveal the deep black cross pattern, he did not dodge or dodge the reflection in the heavy pupil With the light of the arc splitting the air, he said coldly: “It’s not impossible to take the corpse and escape again!”

The electric arc splashed, and Nizhi appeared in front of Yallin, his flicking leg whip tightened like steel bars, and terrifying electric arcs wrapped around his feet, like countless neighing snakes madly biting on Yallin’s neck.

Keng!

A cluster of black light silently annihilated the air, a sharp gully split in the invisible space, and the terrifying sword intent pierced straight in, brazenly shredded the head of the arc snake, followed by the majestic air curled up like countless The shredded blade slammed on Niche’s leg whip.

With a dull stirring, Nizhi felt like he was kicking on a mountain of swords. The roots of capillaries in the ankle under the trouser legs broke and splashed with blood. The sharp penetrating flesh seemed to cut fine lines on the bones, stinging and freezing.

“Great Swordsman!”

Niche’s heart twitched, and he looked at another man with a strange mask standing next to Arlin, holding a dark iron sword in front of him steadily, an unmatched sharp sword in his hand. The intention spread from the opponent, his scalp immediately numb, and a black sword appeared in front of his eyes and cut himself in two with a knife.

This is the pure to the extreme of the opponent’s swordsmanship, and the unstoppable cutting edge is almost solidified!

And as far as Nige knows, being able to perform in this way all means that the opponent’s swordsmanship has climbed to the extreme peak on his own path. The great swordsman in this world who can do this can be counted with one palm, at most. No more than ten fingers.

However, the cold black and white mask and the cold and merciless aura exuding all over his body made Nizhi unable to guess the true face of Lushan under that mask.

“I have other things to deal with now, so don’t say I won’t give you a chance.” Yarlin stroked his hair lightly, staring at Nizhe with a smile, and said: “Before I come back, kill both of you. Apostle, you can run away with the corpse, otherwise, you will just fill in the vacancy left by the death of the sixth apostle for me!”

“…” Vincent Mok Nitch twitched his cheeks. He looked around and realized that there was a momentary delay just now. The surrounding area was covered by a dripping mirror. The smooth and strange mirror surface looked like an upside-down. The mouth of the bowl and the gland form a closed space on the ground.

A mirror prison about half the size of a football field was blocked by wind and sand. It was quiet and cold. There were two silent bodies lying on the ground. The second apostle Dodge (Accelerator) stood in the center of the space. His eyes were firmly fixed on Niche.

The mirror reflects the illusory and vague figure of Nizhi, densely mapped out hundreds of them, and behind each of them, you can see the strange figure of the seventh apostle Gana integrated into the mirror, and a sickly cold face looks over it. .

His eyes seemed to stare from all directions, unable to distinguish between true and false and illusory images.

“It’s really busy today!” Yarlin lifted his foot across the body of Sanjishi. Unlike Titch’s rebellion, Yarlin always speaks for words, and he leaves the corpse to Niche.

Swordsmen wearing black and white masks followed behind Yarlin, and the two walked outside. The moment they touched the mirror, a circle of faint ripples rippled, and Nige saw the two figures and walked into the mirror. It disappeared slowly, as if traveling through an infinitely extending tunnel.

Outside the mirror cell, the moon frost under the night was condensed into a thin mirror. The mirror was full the size of a person. Two figures walked through the ripples, glanced at the direction slightly, and followed the black beard just now. Chasing in a short distance…