Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 527

Huh!

The twisted rippling violently, the figure suddenly revealed its appearance in the harsh impact sound, Spatia’s whole body was covered with twisted striped ripples, abstract, magnificent, twisted, weird… The whole body was like a weird abstract painting. , And like a tree trunk wrapped with twine, with twisted limbs with undulations.

The jaw was cracked and misplaced, and the muscles of the entire face were trembling and twitching. He grabbed his chin and flicked it, and the cheek returned to its original position. He stared at Lafitte who was approaching.

“Give me the drawing!”

The strange sound of bewitching passed through the air and passed into Spartia’s ears. There were gentle footsteps approaching in an alley on the side, and one person was wearing a pure black mask.

Rustle…

The strands of black gravel drifting in the wind resembled tentacles protruding from the dark vines. The pitch-black magnetic sand, under the cover of the night, seemed like a giant hand, grabbing towards Spatia.

The shrouded magnetic sand covered the sky, obscuring the field of vision, and could only vaguely recognize the five figures that came out in the dark, but it was difficult to recognize the appearance and outline.

Horror, dumb, deep, gloomy, weird… the breath is intertwined, and the walls and the ground that have been crushed around show corroded stones and steel bars. The rustling drops and particles that are confused into magnetic sand are shrouded in madness. The black hands poured in.

“apostle!”

There was a bewitching sound in the ears, and the sight was obscured by darkness. There were stumbling blocks on the left and right sides. Spartia’s eyes were spinning violently, and the invisible twisting power blocked Lafayette’s hypnosis.

He shook his head abruptly, and shot the blueprint held in the palm of his hand to the surroundings.

In the next instant, the crackling cane turned into a sky full of sword shadows, piercing the giant hand oppressing the bedding, amidst the crackling crackling, the tumultuous drawings were split into two, and Spartia stood in the center. The waves of the collision crushed, and the trembling body exploded into a cloak of shattered ground, but the figure disappeared strangely.

Lafayette grasped the torn half of the drawing, his face was extremely gloomy, the wings stretched on his back pulled him up into the air, and the magnetic sand on the ground also turned into a raised hand supporting five weird figures. Among them, the man in the black mask held half of the drawing in his hands, turned and handed it to a man with a cross on his eyebrows behind him.

Bang!

There was a deafening explosion behind him, and a pierced gap broke open on the top of the Carrera company building, and it was slamming into the ground at a “Zila” tilt.

In the ear-piercing sound of the sinking, Dock No. 1 was smashed, countless rubble was splashed around, and the ground was smashed into pits of various depths.

The huge roar of pain echoed in the dark night, and the burly figure who stood up in the ruins held up a collapsed black hole in his hands. The terrifying black air spread out from him, and the surrounding building debris and corpses were obliterated.

“Is this the fruit of your ability to kill the captain, Marshall D. Titch, are you ready to pay for your life?”

A swordsman wearing bells and whistles stepped on a series of afterimages on the ruins. The horrible sword light seemed to split the night, and his two-handed sword slashed towards Marshall D. Titch from all directions.

The face of the rickety Poison Q did not have the usual calm joking, but was covered with dust, and was embarrassed by the cannon fire poured out by a watermelon man.

In the corner, the straw hat group who crawled out of the ruins, stared at the fierce battlefield in fear, like a group of sneaky little mice, quietly carrying the unconscious Frankie and retreating outside the battlefield.

Of course, they are so inconspicuous that no one pays attention to them at all.

“It seems that your captain is in trouble!” Lafayette saw a strange and surprised look on the man with a cross-brow pattern behind the masked man. “Interesting, it turned out to be an old friend, then… Give me the drawing, and I promise not to disturb your grudges!”

“Old friend?!!!” Lafayette’s pupils shrunk slightly. He hadn’t joined when Alabastan, so he didn’t know the “conspiracy collusion” between Blackbeard and Yarlin.

“Ask your captain, now, give me the drawing!” Yarlin smiled, without the shame of taking advantage of his “partners”, just the obscure secrets revealed in a pair of eyes. Lafayette’s back was slightly chilled.

Biting his teeth fiercely, Lafayette gave up the dangerous idea of ​​hypnotizing the other party. Unwillingly, he threw half of the screenshot paper over, but was restrained by a surging mist. The man in the white mask raised his hand and handed the drawing to Ya. Erlin.

Putting the two screenshots together and verifying that they are complete, Yarlin looked at Lafayette with a smile, “You can go!”

Lafayette took a deep glance at Yallin, turned and rushed into the battlefield, and then was stopped by a shark-headed murloc.

far away.

The gang with straw hats who escaped from the center of the battlefield suddenly turned their heads and looked at the opposite side. There were a few vague figures standing on the edge of the palms floating in black magnetic sand, and the black sand palms were quietly disintegrating, and a thick black mist Shrouded in midair, shrouded the shadows of people in it, and obscured the sight of peeping around.

“It’s an apostle!”

I can’t see clearly, but Lu Fei and others still recognize that those guys should be apostles.

It’s really a lingering spirit to see the apostle no matter where you go!

Reason and anger swelled in his chest. Luffy suppressed the idea of ​​rushing to death at this moment. He gritted his teeth and said: “If the ship is repaired, we will go to Alabastan.”

The disintegrated sand palms turned into floating particles and fell to the ground. A twisted figure emerged from the cracks in the wall strangely. His eyes were surprised to see the surging black mist. He didn’t see Yarlin’s face from the beginning to the end. But… Pluto’s design drawings are in the hands of these “apostles”, and he must find a way to figure out the identity of the apostles, so as to snatch the drawings back.

“The guy in the straw hat seems to know the true identity of the apostle!”

Spatia’s eyes quickly turned, and he scanned the battlefield, his body twisted into a vague black shadow, silently bypassing the battlefield, and tracked towards the position where the straw hat group had left.

In the black mist, a weird crack was opened. In the deep gloom, the faint black door gradually solidified. The door was carved with weird and complicated patterns. There was a vertical eye in the center of the door. The shape, that is the same as the black pattern on his palm at the beginning, it means that the mother’s nest is peering into the coveted world…

Pushing open the door, it was a deep and gloomy passage. The sound of rustling came out from inside, and then countless black lines penetrated out from the other end of the door. Arlin raised his foot and stepped in, and the apostles behind him were together. Wrapped in black thread and entered through the door…