MTL - Pirate’s Brood Order-v3 Chapter 389 Arrin comes

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The black line suddenly dissipated, looming and condensed into a trance-like human shape, a cold and strange face emerged, the corners of the mouth hung with a savage arc, and the cold and cruel eyes seemed to reflect another pair of deep and dark pupils, the temperament said no It's spooky and weird.

"Arlin?"

The bodies condensed with black threads are solid, and the black threads woven silky drag out the satin-like robes behind them. The color burst out, charging in all directions.

Aokiji's pupils shrank suddenly, and the hairs on his neck exploded like a layer of frost, freezing his bone marrow, his mind was in chaos, "This is impossible!!!"

"ROOM? Slaughterhouse!"

The transparent spherical radius spread rapidly, and all the pirates or navy shrouded in it were instantly cut into neat cracks and scattered on the ground.

Chi!

One of Yaerlin's body was torn apart and turned into a mass of fine black threads, which were then scattered in the air by the wind to form scattered debris.

"You're not Doflamingo, who are you?"

Trafalgar Law's eyes were gloomy, and he stared at the black-robed man standing in the field. In an instant, it changed back to Yaerlin, with a deep and creepy tone: "刈刈刈... There is no need for the dead to explore the truth behind it, this stage is about to usher in the final curtain call!"

The moment the voice fell.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared behind Trafalgar Law, and the palm of the virtual body turned into a pitch-black sharp blade, which suddenly pierced Trafalgar Law's back. The black blade that came out of the body turned into a palm again, and it was suddenly torn backwards. The terrifying power was like a dense wire wrapped around the spine, pulling fiercely.

"It's a pity that in the brand new world, there is no place reserved for you."

The gruesome voice echoed in his ears, Trafalgar Law's complexion changed dramatically, his neck was stiff and lowered, looking at the blood hole in his chest, a **** black hand was grabbing his spine, making people toothless With a sour crunch, his body bent and snapped uncontrollably.

In the original time and space, Trafalgar Law might still be able to fight Doflamingo, but facing Doflamingo who was transformed into a shadow apostle, he couldn't resist even a single round.

The spine was pulled and shattered, the heart burst, and the broken body fell limply to the ground, with unbelievable horror remaining on his face, the blood-red leather shoes stepped on the cheeks of the corpse, rubbing against the ground fiercely, Dover. Brother Lang Ming sneered and glanced at his eyes, looking at the eyes behind him that seemed to be on his back.

The ice scorpion spread wildly, an ice dragon roaring with a biting cold air, and the ferocious dragon head bit down, and even Doflamingo and the corpse on the ground were engulfed and frozen into ice, and then shattered into pieces. The sky is full of ice.

There were pieces of broken corpse in the ice, and then the corpse melted strangely and turned into fine black lines. The green pheasant kicked back expressionlessly, and suddenly it was another one with a "Yarlin". Face"'s head shattered, and out of the corner of the eye, Yaerlin surrounded by black lines condensed, it was difficult to tell which one was the real body.

Or not at all, it was just the shadow of Arlin!

In the savage laughter, one of the Yarlin turned into Brother Doflaming again, his deep and dark eyes locked on the green pheasant, and there was a chilling frenzy in his eyes: "Blue pheasant, You are a sacrifice chosen by fate!"

The gloomy laughter, the dark clouds floated over the sea, the shadow of the fleet that covered the sky and the sun appeared in the field of vision, and one of the terrifying black dragons stuck out its hideous head from the thundering black clouds, gloomy and hideous. The barrel of the gun looked down, and the black light condensed on the muzzle, and then slammed into the clouds.

Countless floating steel fleets showed their murderous intent from the clouds, and the overwhelming artillery fire weaved into a pouring rain curtain, like the sky suddenly burst into pieces, instantly dyeing the daytime bloody, and roaring through the background of the sky.

The sky shattered, the ground shook, the air trembled, and the broken Marin Fando fell into a deadly silence for a moment.

The servants of the devil were roaring frantically, and rounds of dumped shells smashed Malin Fando, and the entire island was blown into floating wreckage.

a long time!

The heavy artillery fire stopped, and the entire sea surface was dyed with solidified black blood. Numerous figures fell from the sky and fell to the ground, stepping on the thick and fuzzy ground, as if stepping on the blood plasma piled up with foam.

Under the judgment from the sky ~www.novelbuddy.com~ the corpses turned into the color of the ground, 90% of the navy and pirates had no bones left, and the remaining 10% had no time to recover, and the surrounding area was already plunged into a black ocean.

In the center of the shattered island, a black seed fell and was planted, and then the ground was polluted by black, as if black tentacles protruded from the living ground, countless black threads wrapped around the figures that fell from the sky, covering them with a Layers of steel-like black armor.

Then the shadow-like killing weapons drowned in the remaining living people like stacks of turbulent tides. The cries and screams were mixed with the sound of bones and muscles being torn, and they could see. Bloody **** is everywhere.

"The host of the banquet always appears at the end, with a judgment from fate!"

Dozens of "Yarlin" woven with black threads were burned to black ashes by the flames, and only the last "real body" remained. The face changed and resurfaced like Doflamingo. He looked at the melting and dissolving ice. Aokiji's horrified pupils in the wall, his arms suddenly opened, looking up to the sky like a pilgrimage.

"Fate plays the final judgment, and under the watchful eyes of Yaerlin, everything will belong to the Legion!"

In the sky, the black haze surged, and the shadows that covered the sky and the sun were like countless terrifying beasts crawling under their feet.

With a stern face and bizarrely deep double pupils, the cross lines symbolizing judgment flickered between his brows. Yaerlin lowered his head and overlooked the earth and ocean, and slowly tore a hole downwards with one hand against the space.

It was like a crack was torn open in the black picture, and a strange and dead black door slowly emerged, as if terror from another world was coming, and the pattern sealed on the black door seemed to suddenly come alive. Like, terrifying branches penetrated the door wall, and black tree trunks with claws and claws protruded from the black door...