Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

The clock was reflected behind the Death God summoned by the lich, and sweat flowed from Blackbeard's forehead.

"Damn it! What is this thing?"

At the same time, Doflamingo, Crocodile, and Aokiji, who had cleared the nearby battlefield, all came here.

They all sensed this forbidden breath.

The strange thing is that after the undead liches completed this forbidden magic, they all died, and their bodies were integrated into the figure of the Death God, making his body more solid.

"Let me see what this ghost thing can do first."

Aokiji looked solemn, crossed his hands, and froze quickly!

The temperature around him dropped sharply, and a white mist filled the air. This is Aokiji's unique skill - the precursor of the Ice Age.

A moment later, Aokiji suddenly opened his hands, and a strong cold air gushed out of him, quickly spreading around.

This cold air surged like a glacier, and everything was frozen wherever it passed, as if even time had frozen at this moment. On the battlefield, both friendly and enemy forces felt this pressing cold air and sought shelter to avoid it.

However, in the face of this power that froze everything, the God of Death seemed unaffected.

He floated quietly in the air, and his black figure was particularly abrupt in the glacier. There was no expression on the face of the God of Death, but his eyes revealed a kind of disdain for this power.

The power of the Ice Age gradually approached the God of Death, but the God of Death did not even raise his eyelids.

When the frozen cold air touched the body of the God of Death, it actually passed through his body directly, as if he did not exist in this world at all.

There seemed to be an invisible barrier around the body of the God of Death, completely isolating the power of the Ice Age.

Aokiji saw this scene, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"How is it possible?"

He had never met anyone who could resist the Ice Age so easily, let alone a Death God who didn't look strong.

He took a deep breath and tried to strengthen the Ice Age, but the Death God remained motionless, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The Ice Age failed in front of the Death God.

Aokiji put away his strength, his face a little pale.

Mu Bai in the city looked at this scene indifferently, without any preparation for action.

Anyway, there was no time limit for this mission, and he wanted to train these subordinates. After all, in the future, whether it was a weekly copy, a copy of a college, or a lord copy, they would need to participate in it and become his helpers.

If the combat strength could not keep up, then he would be eliminated.

On the battlefield, Doflamingo, Crocodile and Blackbeard, three powerful men, joined forces to launch a fierce attack on the Death God.

Doflamingo took the lead in launching the attack. He controlled the thin line, like controlling the strings of fate, trying to restrain the Death God.

The moment those seemingly indestructible thin lines touched the body of the God of Death, they passed through the body of the God of Death as if they touched an illusion, without causing any substantial impact on him.

Then Crocodile waved the desert scythe in his hand and slashed at the God of Death with the sound of whistling wind.

The scythe was extremely sharp, as if it could cut everything. When the scythe was about to hit the God of Death, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and the scythe passed directly by the God of Death without hurting him at all.

Seeing this, Blackbeard sneered.

"Dark water!"

He stretched out his palm, and a black hole suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, trying to suck the God of Death into it.

The black hole seemed to have no attraction to the God of Death. The God of Death still floated quietly in the air, and even the corners of his clothes were not sucked in at all.

The attacks of the three strong men failed one after another, but the God of Death still stood there motionless.

His eyes revealed a deep and indifferent expression, as if he was watching a farce that had nothing to do with him.

This attitude of disregard made the three feel unprecedented frustration and anger. They once again joined forces to launch a more violent attack, but each attack seemed to fall on deaf ears and had no effect on the God of Death.