Apocalypse: Don't panic, I have a Devil Fruit

However, it was too late to notice the abnormality.

The spreading ice had already reached the feet of several people.

The enemy was already in the bag, and Zhao Ting did not hesitate to unleash the ability of the Fortified City Fruit and incorporated all these people into the swamp dungeon.

Du Wei only felt that his eyes were dark in an instant, and the world was spinning.

Then, losing its support, the body fell like a freefall, and fell a soft and wet mass.

Dipping his hands down, he grabbed something as slippery and foul as feces.

Looking at it thoughtfully, it was dark, and there was no light in sight.

He was immediately shocked, looked around, and shouted, "Spare your life, big brother, spare your life, everything is a coincidence!"

In a panic, he immediately begged for mercy.

At the same time, he raised two flames in his hands and rose up, using the light of the fire to illuminate the surroundings.

only to find that the surroundings were only boundless darkness, and there was more than ten meters of light where the firelight shone.

And under the light, where my feet were stepping on, there was a foul-smelling swamp, and my two feet had fallen into the swamp.

The mud was up to his ankles and was slowly rising to his knees.

If you don't act, you may end up in this swamp.

"No, who is the owner of this truck, why is his ability so weird, am I going to die here?"

"No, I can't die! I'm a superpower!

At the moment, he can't care about looking for his minions, he can only try to protect himself, he

gritted his teeth, and with all his hands down, sprayed the flames on the swamp, trying to dry an area and harden the ground.

This guy's strategy is quite extreme.

It's just that this swamp is not a natural formation, but an artificial swamp that is manipulated by modeling.

The more he baked, the more damp and fluffy the swamp became.

Seeing that he was no longer above your knees, he had to grit his teeth and insist, increasing the flames.

Flames erupted from both hands, like two fiery dragons.

Zhao Ting peeked secretly, and his face showed a different color: "This ability is somewhat similar to burning fruits. "

Since the other party is good at using fire, then add another fire to yourself!"

When Du Wei increased the flames again, countless large bubbles suddenly bubbled out of the originally calm mire.

The flames are steaming and the bubbles are bursting.

A stream of methane immediately rose from the bubble, which was ignited by Du Wei's flame and exploded.

Du Wei flew out directly, and the silt swamp was also blown out of a big pit, and the mud splashed everywhere for a while.

Du Wei shouted, and a raging flame erupted from his body, enveloping his whole body, turning into a ball of fire, trying to resist.

However, fire, something that has no physical defense, has no physical defense.

The moment his bandits went out, the huge ice palm suddenly jumped out of the swamp.

With the mud and sewage, Ying Ying shook it and grabbed Du Wei's whole person.

Du Wei felt cold all over his body, and his bones were creaking when he was held by his big hands.

"Blazing!" he shouted, shooting several lines of fire from his naked body.

Those lines of fire flew in the air like soaring pythons, wielding terrifying claws and fangs.

The fiery serpents were nimbly and swiftly wrapped around the frost hand.

Du Wei gritted his teeth, tensed all over, resisting the huge force, trying to use the temperature of the flame to melt the ice that held him.

But his plan soon fell through, and countless ice spikes suddenly sprouted on top of the ice, and the ice spikes were covered with a thick layer of mud.

The more he burned, the more the ice froze, and the more he burned, the colder the frost hand became.

Zhao Ting was quietly peeping in the dark.

He didn't use any other means, but directly used the Frost Fruit to stalemate with him.

Theoretically, Frost Fruit and Fire-type abilities have a mutually restrictive relationship.

Therefore, the victory or defeat of the wrestling between the two only depends on the strength between the two.

There is no doubt that he who already has the strength of a second-order evolutionary can definitely crush this guy in front of him.

Sure enough, after the duel between the two forces of freezing and melting lasted for more than ten minutes, Du Wei was finally unable to support it.

His face was pale, he craned his neck like a dying man, and coughed violently.

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the chest cavity pinched by the big hand almost shattered, and the flames in his body dissipated.

After he fainted, Zhao Ting quietly walked out.

Holding a notebook in hand, he recorded the person's abilities and performances.

Whether it's a monster or a supernatural being, its very existence is precious enough.

I won't miss any opportunity to record data, and I remember that the news and intelligence of those abilities and monsters in my previous life can also be sold for a lot of money.

Now I don't have to resell information, but I'm prepared.

After imprisoning the man, Zhao Ting turned and walked into the darkness.

Suddenly, I came to the dungeon next door.

The other four minions had passed out in the swamp, and the blood-sucking mosquitoes were lying on top of them.

After waking up a few people, he was preparing to repeat his old tricks and interrogate.

As soon as the cigar cutter and juicer were attached, the four soft eggs vied with each other to confess.

Whatever they ask, they answer.

Half an hour later, the four dismembered bodies were dumped in the woods where the spotted anaconda lived.

Zhao Ting's face was gloomy: "Hmph! It's this kind of scum again, when the end comes, you can't control your desires, you want to go all out when you have a weapon in your hand, and you want to persecute others when you have power...... Speaking of which, this is no different from before the end of the world!" The

difference between the two is only fifty steps and a hundred steps.

According to the information confessed by several people, in addition to these men, there are only seven women left in this survivor stronghold.

And these seven women, without exception, are their ......

At the beginning, there were eleven brother women, but ...... A few of them were overwhelmed and died.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Ting decided to save these female survivors and serve as free labor.

In any case, the seven only needed some food and shelter, and they would not suffer if they were hired to farm, build houses, and build shelters.

came to the next door and manipulated the frost to climb up Du Wei's body, and the cold touch made him slowly wake up.

In the face of this kind of evil bandit, he will never be soft, and without saying a word, he took off one of his cake pills.

A skate blade was held in his hand, and the tip of the skate blade was stuck in the pink and bloody ball of flesh.

Du Wei was stunned for a moment, only then did he feel a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and he screamed incessantly.

Flames burst out of his body in an instant, and he was about to curse and resist, but he felt the cold touch once again clinging to his own vital point.

Zhao Ting's tone was gloomy and murderous: "Don't move, otherwise your other treasure won't be able to be saved!"

Du Wei's face turned pale and trembled, and he only wanted to do this after more than ten meters and seconds, and the flames all over his body faded.

He looked at Zhao Ting and pleaded in a low voice: "Who are you? Please, let me go, I didn't mean to rob you, I have superpowers, I can be your subordinate-

" "Shut up! I ask what you say, dare to say a word more or don't answer, I will pick another cake pill of yours!"

Du Wei calmed down, his face was extremely pale, and under Zhao Ting's inquiry, he told him about the abuse and killing.