One Piece: My Villain Identity Has Been Exposed

"Laubron, you can withdraw too."

Sherlock commanded that without any twist, Laurent turned and followed the guards back.

It seems that these prisoners have nothing to do with them.

Sherlock looked at his back and sighed.

"Pippi, is there a reward for killing these monsters?"

Sherlock looked at Pipicia on his shoulder.

Pipicia pro-inflamed his little wings and flew up. Recently, it successfully lost a circle by swimming, and finally realized its desire to fly freely.

"Ding, Host, every time you defeat one, the Host can get the same legacy of theirs, which will be brought into the color mist at that time. After pollution, they can be made into artifacts. Each artifact has its own unique function. The host and the host's companions can use it. , Or it can be sold on the black market."

Pipicia said with a smile.

"Moreover, angering them can get a substantial increase in talent value, and defeating them can get skill upgrades."

"The devil curse should not be effective on them? After all, no one here can use Devil Fruit."

Shylock said.

Pipicia nodded kissed.

"So in fact, they are not as strong as Host, but with the current data, they are the same as Host. Come on Host!"

Sherlock twisted his neck and hooked his finger at Comoros, the red-haired, scarred man.

"Come on, I haven't met an opponent for a long time."

The corners of the Comoros’s mouth rose:

"Overestimated, arrogant guy, hahaha, don't interfere, I will solve this little boy!"

"Don't break it, this body, I can play for a year."

Jessica let out a jealous laugh and looked at Sherlock with scorching eyes.

Sherlock couldn't help but look at the mummy-shaped man, yes, he was definitely a man.

And this man is still coveting his beauty!

His whole body was wrapped in gray-white cloth strips, only his narrow left eye was exposed, his pupils were golden yellow, and his eyes were full of greed and desire.

Sherlock is about to vomit, what did Lau Unreliable Burren conjecture about pervert?

"Just let you play."

The death row inmates are completely unlike people who would take hostages and other low-level behaviors. They all maintained the arrogant posture of a strong man. Since the Stone King Comoros wants to solve the favored one by himself, then they should just watch.

Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief. This would be easier to handle. If 80 people go together, he has no chance of winning.

Sherlock opened the game's vision and began to identify the stone king of Comoros.

HP: 10000 (monster level)

Skills: Ming kill·Stone Strike, Assassination·Stone Dance, Lore·Stone Power, Crushing·Stone Break, Weird Power

Devil Fruit: None

Strength value: 9000

The blood is so thick, it's not easy to hit...Weird power, does it mean that the power of itself is very large...The corners of Sherlock's mouth twitched slightly.

Comoros turned around and walked to a three-story building. He stretched out his hand and hugged the building.

"What is he going to do?"

The guards and civilians outside the cordon took out their sight glasses, looked at the scene inside, and couldn't help asking.

"Is it because you want to hug the library building with your bare hands?"

"How can it be!"

Sherlock was also stunned.

Comoros used a strange force to actually lift an entire library building.

In the loud rumbling noise, the upper half of the book building was separated from the deep underground foundation.

"Mingkill·Stone Strike!"

Comoros threw the library directly at Sherlock.

Morby picked up the wind cannon and wanted to help Sherlock contact the immediate crisis, but Laubran blocked it.

He shook his head and motioned for the gazes of the other prisoners.

At this moment, they can remain calm. Looking at Sherlock and Comoros 1V1, they don’t know Sherlock’s strength and want Comoros to test them. A trace of fear.

Once someone intervenes to break this balance, they will find that Sherlock is not as strong as they imagined. The worst case is that these powerful men will work together to directly strangle Sherlock and begin to slaughter the city.

Laubran could think of this, and so could Sherlock.

He must win with a single blow, and he must not let the condemned people see that his strength is almost the same as that of the Comoros, but must let them feel the suppression of their ranks.

Sherlock stepped on a shaved step, avoided the attack, and instantly stood at the top of the library building.

With a dull loud noise, the library building smashed on the ground, and the ground and the building were subjected to tremendous force at the same time and became ruins.

Sherlock appeared in the air on the Moonwalk.

In a very short period of time, his brain is running fast, and he can't make a shot. If he can't kill the opponent in a second, he can't make a shot easily.

Need to find a thug among these 80 people, his skills should best restrain most of them!

Sherlock found a woman in a purple cloak among the crowd. She had pale skin, thin body, and lack of vision. The strange thing was that all these shortcomings blended perfectly in her body, making her indescribable.

Of course, this is a pathological beauty.

She raised her head and looked at Sherlock.

Sherlock's eyes touched her, and it was you.

He immediately activated the hidden skills brought after the luck value of 100, and reversed!

Reverse forwarding can reverse a woman's attitude towards herself and turn her enemies into friends, just like what he did to red hair.

The witch Tihanna took off the black brim of the cloak and revealed her long purple hair. Her beauty amazed all men.

"The favored one, what is your name?"

She asked lightly.

"Leah·D· Houston."

How could I tell a witch my real name... Sherlock added inwardly.

"A dead person, interesting, I am willing to help you, but you have to satisfy one of my wishes."

Said the witch Tihanna.

The surrounding death row prisoners looked at each other, and even the stone king Comoros who was fighting was stunned. Comrades in arms, what do you mean by mutiny?

"you say."

Sherlock was in the air, looking down at them.

"I want your heart."

Tihanna said lightly.

Sherlock raised his brows slightly, and Pipicia explained to him: "The Heart Eater Tihanna relies on eating the hearts of young men to maintain permanent youth."

"Why not eat the heart of a young girl?"

Sherlock vomited.

"Every witch has different preferences, so she likes to eat men's hearts."

Pipicia pouted, "It's free, this piece of information."

"I thank you."

Sherlock said silently, and he continued to look at Tihanna, "I can't realize your wish, but if you can walk out of here alive, I don't mind letting you experience the joy of Ultimate."

"Don't make the sleeping woman so clear and refined."

Pipicia professed on the channel.

Sherlock nodded slightly, wondering if his beauty was attractive to the witch.

The witch Dihana froze for a second, then smiled.

"interesting."

Tihana tilted her head slightly, looking at Sherlock,

"If I can't feel joy at that time, you must give your heart."

"Can."

Sherlock raised the corners of his mouth. He was still very sure of his man's ability, especially that he was a person with cool fruit ability, and he could definitely satisfy the witch's desire.

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