Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 403: The Taste of Destiny?

It was as if countless poisonous snakes were neighing in the dark night, the air was swallowed, and the coldness that permeated the bones became a shadow of terror hovering among the snakes, killing intent.

Van Oka turned his head and looked back, his pupils shrank, his heart twitched fiercely, his feet moved backwards, and his body stance continued to shrink backwards, looking like a kite being dragged. A wire hung on his back and pulled him back quickly.

Wrapped in a fur coat, the sickly poisonous Q’s finger was a little bit in the basket, and a red apple spun quickly and shot into the black mist. A firework exploded in the darkness, and then the flames bursting like a beak The boiling oil engulfed in the mud, the flames were silently engulfed by the shadows entwined on the black line before the flames bloomed.

The chilly breath dissipated with the air, and the thick fur coat seemed to be unable to block the pervasive gloom. Toxic Q felt a layer of fine goose bumps aroused on the surface of the skin, and the black lines of “wheezing” seemed to be offended. Normally, he immediately turned his fangs to bite him fiercely.

“The deepest impression of red apples in my memory comes from a fairy tale, and it turns out that the red apples handed by strangers are poisonous!” The hoarse voice in the diffuse shadow did not know which direction it came from. , But it seems to come from all directions: “What you mean by throwing an apple at me is to express that you can’t wait to die for your companion?”

Poison Q’s scalp was tingling faintly, and his bone-piercing intent to kill was like countless fine needles pierced into the skin, and the cold vicious wind was blowing on his face, but it was impossible to capture where the figure hidden in the black mist was.

The extreme danger screamed in his body, and a drop of cold sweat dripped on his forehead. This horrible and insidious feeling he had only felt on his own captain, Blackbeard Titch.

The difference is that the darkness that Tiqi manipulates is like a dark entangled dark water, silently absorbing everything; but the black mist in front of me at this moment is more like a dazzling black fire, a dreadful manipulated by black silk threads. Fire, wither, corrodes everything.

Like a wisp of shame seeping from the yellow spring, eager to pollute and swallow the creatures in the world.

“Don’t touch it!” Poison Q’s eyelids throbbed, and he was horrified but not flustered. Although his job is a marine doctor, since he can be recruited by Blackbeard, his strength is naturally extremely powerful, and he is definitely not capable of being recruited. Just kill the existence.

“Fate has already told me the answer, you can’t kill me?” Poison Q flicked his wrist, and a scythe of ferocious form was drilled out from under his coat, like a sickle of death in charge of fate, entangled in the handle of the knife. His chain trembles, making a “Ding Ding Cang Cang” sound.

The sickle sharply cut through the black mist, and at the moment when the black thread was in contact with it, the blade was strangely picked, and the smooth black thread was like a woman’s long hair being easily cut.

“Fate will help me cut off everything that is blocking me!” Poison Q smiled sullenly, his ferocious sickle dexterously manipulated, cutting through the diffuse black mist, even the lingering black fire. Was also strangely shaken by the sickle to the side.

Arlin’s figure appeared in the black mist, and a palm of his hand came out like lightning, and he grabbed it against the sickle. The white gloves were unusually conspicuous in the dark, but the edges of the gloves were entwined with turbulent shadows. It is as if a big snake is opening its mouth and biting down at the sickle.

“Destiny?” Yarlin’s mouth curled up with contempt, as if sneering, “I want to know what it’s like to swallow destiny!”

If you believe in destiny, destiny controls you like a puppet; if you despise destiny, what can destiny do?

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the sickle and fingertips suddenly collided with sparks, and then was annihilated by the shadows. Yallin’s arm twisted like a boneless snake, winding along the long hilt and crawling towards Poison Q.

The horrible power and the cold breath converge, and they are transmitted along the sickle tremor. Toxic Q’s sickly body is like thunder, and only feels a huge force invading the body, and the hand holding the knife is a little unstable.

He immediately grabbed the hilt of the knife, and the sickle madly revolved in an attempt to sever Yarlin’s arm. However, the opponent was fearless. The twisted arms stretched suddenly, like the suddenly stretched body of a curly poisonous python. It was so hard to guard against, and in the next moment, his hideous fingertips tore through the collar, and the cold smell reached his throat.

Goose bumps on the shivering neck shook off!

“I heard you propose to find us earlier, then, did destiny tell you that I appeared in front of you so soon?”

The icy hoarse voice was accompanied by the cold and biting fingertips, and Du Q was covered with hairs standing upright. He felt a buzzing in his ears, his eyes were black, and a bloody smell in his mouth surged down his throat and overflowed into his mouth.

The sickle spins frantically, but it seems to be stuck in a sluggish silt swamp, and it seems to be entangled by countless sticky cobwebs. Every effort is extremely difficult, but the poison Q’s eyes widened but saw Yallin’s arm strange. The cracking and expanding into countless black threads, those black threads entangled in the air, strangling the sickle to death in random circles.

The arms split into spider webs, but the black thread connected in front is still condensed into twisted arms like snakes. Fingertips drilled like hooks on the neck of Poison Q’s throat and have pierced his throat.

Horror, weird, shuddering!

The shocked Poison Q hurriedly stepped on tiptoe, the ground under his feet exploded, and the gravel and gravel splashed, revealing a deep pit more than a meter wide, and the surrounding edges splashed with rippling powder to obscure the sight.

With blood splashing and splashing, Poison Q pulled away and violently retreated. At the same time, a secret and silent bullet struck his cheek, piercing and smashing the sharp finger hook, and at the same time exploding half of the wrist and arm behind him.

The broken black thread was splashing, and a bloody throat fell to the ground, exploded into hundreds of fingernail-sized shrapnel, still rushing into Cyclonus.

The lingering shadows surging around the surface of Yallin’s body, leaping towards the shrapnel with its teeth and claws, a single breath melted all the shrapnel and there was no ashes left.

A hundred meters away, Van Oka, who was holding a gun, hiding behind a rock wall, had his eyes protruding, staring at Yallin, whose shoulders were broken in disbelief, why could he still use his ability to swallow the remaining shrapnel.

That is a specially made Hailou stone bullet. It is the nemesis of those with Devil Fruit ability. Shouldn’t it be the moment that it shoots into the opponent’s body and completely extinguishes all the opponent’s resistance and struggle power?

Obviously the entire arm was broken by a bullet!

“However, at least one of the other’s shoulders was broken!” Van Oka’s mouth smirked, and the sight was pointed at Yarlin’s forehead quietly: “The next bullet will kill you!”