Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

The mountains of Yun Province at night are shrouded in a layer of light mist, as if covered with a mysterious veil. Deep in the mountains, a hidden villa in the forest is brightly lit, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness. This is the secret gathering point of the "Heavenly Dragnet" assassination organization.

Inside the villa, the decoration is luxurious yet low-key. A group of elite members wearing black tights and with indifferent expressions are sitting in a spacious conference room. Their eyes are as sharp as knives, and they exude a fierce murderous aura. They are obviously assassination masters who have undergone rigorous training.

At the head of the conference table, there is a gloomy middle-aged man. He is the leader of the "Heavenly Dragnet" organization. At this moment, he is looking at everyone present with a cold look. His eyes reveal an unquestionable majesty that makes people dare not look at him.

"Everyone, although the operation tonight failed, our 'Heavenly Dragnet' will never be discouraged by a failure." The leader spoke slowly, his voice cold and firm, "On the contrary, we must learn lessons from the failure, find out the reasons, and then give the enemy a more severe blow."

He paused and continued: "Mu Bai, that guy, actually has such a master protecting him. This is something we did not expect before. However, this does not mean that we can't do anything to him. Next, we have to re-plan and adjust the strategy to ensure that the next operation will be successful."

The members present nodded in agreement, and there was no fear or retreat on their faces, only determination and persistence. They knew that the "Heavenly Dragnet" has never been an organization that gives up easily. No matter how powerful the enemy is, they will do their best to complete the task.

The meeting continued in a tense and serious atmosphere. Every member was actively expressing their opinions and suggestions, and discussing the next action plan together. Outside this hidden villa in the forest, the mountains were still silent, as if everything was quietly waiting for the coming storm.

The night was as dark as ink. Yinhu quietly shuttled through the dense jungle. His figure blended into the darkness and was difficult to detect. His target was the scouts on patrol.

Yinhu took a deep breath and felt the surging power in his body. He knew that he was about to face a bloody battle. But he was not afraid at all, but full of expectations. He transformed into a tiger man, eager to use this battle to prove his strength.

With a low roar, Yinhu's body suddenly changed. His muscles swelled rapidly, thick tiger hair appeared on his skin, fangs stretched out from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light. He turned into a ferocious tiger man, exuding a fierce murderous aura.

Yinhu suddenly jumped out of the jungle and pounced on the unsuspecting scouts. His movements were extremely swift, like a flash of lightning across the night sky. The scouts had no time to react and were thrown to the ground by Yinhu.

The scene that followed was extremely bloody. The claws and fangs of the tiger were like the sickle of the god of death, ruthlessly harvesting lives. Every time he swung his claws, a scout fell down with a scream. Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the surrounding land and trees red. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.

The members of the Tianluodiwang in the back heard the movement and rushed to support. However, when they saw the bloody scene in front of them, they were all terrified. They tried to besiege the tiger, but under the powerful strength and swift attack of the tiger, they were soon defeated.

The tiger did not stop killing. He was like an out-of-control beast, galloping in the jungle. Wherever he passed, he left a mess and dead silence. Those members of the Tianluodiwang who were once arrogant and domineering were like lambs to be slaughtered in front of the tiger, and they had no power to resist.

When the last scout fell at the feet of the tiger, the whole jungle fell into a dead silence.

Kaido, holding a mace, rushed into a secret base of the Tianluodiwang organization like a raging beast. His figure was looming in the darkness, and only the flashing mace heralded his arrival.

The members of the Tianluodiwang in the base were panicked by the sudden intruder. They grabbed their weapons in a panic, trying to resist the seemingly unstoppable charge. However, Kaido's speed was too fast and his strength was too strong. Every time he swung his mace, he could knock an enemy away.

At this moment, Crocodile activated his special ability-sandstorm. For a time, the entire base was shrouded in yellow sand, the vision became blurred, and breathing became difficult. In the sandstorm, Kaido's figure became more elusive,He shuttled among the enemies like a ghost, and wherever the mace went, there were wailing and falling sounds.

Many members of the Tianluodiwang lost their way in the sandstorm. They fled in panic, but were constantly caught up and knocked down by Kaido. In the stronghold, blood and yellow sand mixed together, forming a tragic and absurd picture. And Kaido, like the god of death in the sandstorm, ruthlessly harvested lives.

When the sandstorm finally dissipated, the stronghold was already in a mess. The members of Tianluodiwang lay on the ground in all directions, and their lives and deaths were unknown. And Kaido, holding a mace, stood in the center of the stronghold, his eyes cold and firm, as if announcing his victory.

In the aftermath of the sandstorm, Kaido looked around vigilantly, his perception was as sharp as a beast. Suddenly, he sensed a faint hostility approaching quietly from behind. A member of the Tianluodiwang, who used the art of feigning death to escape a disaster, is now ready to launch a sneak attack.

Kaido sneered, and without moving, he swung the mace in his hand backwards with a thunderous force. The stick carried a strong wind and murderous intent, and went straight to the attacker's vitals. The enemy thought he could take advantage of Kaido's unpreparedness, but he didn't expect the opponent to react so quickly, so he had to bite the bullet and meet him.

Just as the mace was about to hit, the attacker's arms suddenly turned into two sharp blades, crossed in front of his chest to try to block the fatal blow. The blade collided with the mace, and a sharp metal collision sound broke out, sparks flew.

A trace of surprise flashed in Kaido's eyes. He didn't expect this enemy to have such a strange ability. But then, he increased his strength, and the power on the mace surged out like a tide, forcing the attacker to retreat again and again.

The blades transformed from his arms gradually couldn't hold up under Kaido's fierce attack, and the attacker's face showed fear. He tried to withdraw, but found that he had been firmly locked by Kaido's momentum and couldn't move.

Finally, with a scream, the attacker's arms were broken by the mace, and the whole person flew out like a rag doll and fell heavily to the ground. Kaido didn't give him any chance to breathe, and followed closely, knocking him out completely with a heavy stick.

After the battle, Kaido put away the mace and glanced coldly at the enemy lying on the ground.