Pirate Family

"So how do you feel now?"

Ratzinger stroked his blood sword, squinting at Jiu.

Just like when I was wearing the platinum Pope's robes to accept the audience of the Ten Honored Knights.

"Powerful, perfect!"

Jiu applauded and said respectfully.

"Just like a god."

"Your words make people sound so comfortable."

Ratzinger said with a smile. The blood wing waved, and the whole person appeared in front of Jiu in an instant.

One hand pierced Jiu's chest.

"Why are you?"

Jiu looked at Ratzinger in disbelief, he didn't understand where he made a mistake.

"Why?"

Ratzinger pulled out the bloody hand from the chest, and said calmly.

"Since you say that I am a god, then you should know that God is omnipotent!"

"I feel that you have a ghost in your heart!"

"Is that so?"

The second seat of the Ten Glory Knights, the black sword, knelt down powerlessly, unable to even hold the black sword that had been holding him steady, and fell to the ground.

The black blade reflected Ratzinger's somewhat cruel face and a pair of terrified eyes.

Ariel turned into a ball of white candles, wrapped around Lorne, and wanted to take him away secretly.

"My little bishop."

Ratzinger turned around and said kindly.

"You are a good boy, but you have been blinded by sinners."

"I now give you the opportunity to return to the arms of the Lord."

Ratzinger stretched out his big bloody hand.

"Give me the sinner, please?"

"no no!"

Ariel shook her head in horror, the blood-red monster in front of her was not the Pope she knew at all!

Strange and scary.

"Stubbornly obsessed."

Ratzinger snorted coldly, a blood thorn separated from his body, and shot at Ariel.

This kind of naive and silly girl is as ordinary as weeds on the side of the road. When he rules Balaam again, there will be more or less.

"You really got into the drama too much." Lorne struggled to get up, and stretched out his black arm to crush the blood thorn. Then he stared at Ratzinger and said disdainfully.

"Stealing the power of the gods in a human form. Did you become a clown in the end?"

"You call me a clown?"

Ratzinger knocked Ariel and Lorne into the air with one punch. Said with a terrifying face.

"Based on your poor appearance now? Are you worthy of me?"

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Lorne.

"It seems that you still want to taste the taste of Damocles of Blood. This time, who else can save you?"

A familiar feeling of weakness emanated from Lorne's body. After releasing 200% of his power, Ratzinger's control over the blood fruit became much stronger. This blood Damocles sword , It condensed almost instantly.

boom!

Then it fell suddenly. At this time, everyone present was lying on the ground, and no one could free up their hands to save Lorne.

"Are you going to die?"

Lorne held his head high and slowly closed his eyes. Images flashed in my mind, from being trapped on an isolated island to stepping into the Theocracy of Balaam.

Is your journey over here?

Lorne was not afraid of death, but he was a little regretful that none of the agreements he had made with others had been fulfilled.

"don't want!"

Ariel subconsciously yelled, leaning forward with both hands to grab the Damocles of Blood and prevent him from falling.

Then, as if the blood sword had heard Ai Ruili's words, it actually stagnated in the air, not moving at all!

"Um?"

After a long time without pain, Lorne opened his eyes suddenly. It was found that Ratzinger was looking at this side with an ugly face.

The candle wrapped around Lorne disappeared at some point. And behind Ai Ruili stretched out a pair of blood wings!

"Blood fruit?"

Ratzinger frowned, and quickly denied his conjecture.

There have never been two fruits with the same ability in the sea, this is an iron law.

And what the little bishop just used was clearly the candle fruit of Schuborg, the slow hand!

Ariel's eyes were red, and her pupils were filled with blood. She raised her hand subconsciously.

This time, the bloody Damocles sword shattered instantly, and the blood returned to Lorne's body.

"It seems that I haven't lost yet."

Lorne opened his eyes and looked at Ariel in surprise.

He did give her a silver-white, banana-shaped fruit before, similar to the moon, very beautiful.

But in the battle, Ariel clearly used the same ability as the candle, why can he manipulate blood at this time?

Could it be a certain ability similar to Ratzinger's Blood Looting?

"The moon has no light, but it can reflect the sun's light!"

Ariel seemed to understand something, looked at Ratzinger with light green eyes, and said softly.

"This fruit has no ability at all, but it can perfectly copy the opponent's ability!"

"I was able to use the ability of Mr. Schuberg before because of this fruit!"

"This is the moon fruit Lorne gave me!"

Ariel imitated Ratzinger's appearance to create a blood sword, clenched her hands tightly, and pointed the tip of the sword at Ratzinger.

"Today, let me protect Lorne!"

"Copy the fruit of the class?"

Ratzinger said to himself.

"It seems to be a good ability, worth collecting."

Ratzinger smiled, and a blade much bigger than Ariel appeared in his hand.

"You just got hold of my blood fruit just now,"

He swung the huge sword, and sent Ai Ruili flying with the sword, and bumped into Jiu who fell to the ground.

"Why do you fight me who has obtained the blood fruit for decades?"

The blood armor and blood sword that Ariel had just gathered and solidified were instantly shattered, and she fell to her knees on the ground.

"It's time for all this farce to end."

Ratzinger walked up to Lorne. The vitality of this young man was as tenacious as a small strong.

Standing up no matter how bad the injury is.

However, the so-called will is not worth mentioning in front of absolute power.

"Yeah?"

Lorne lay flat on the ground, panting heavily. But he worked hard to get up, looked up at Ratzinger with still unyielding eyes.

This look bored Ratzinger.

"Your abilities are still useful to me, so I won't kill you."

"but!"

He swung the blood sword towards Lorne's limbs, vowing to cut off his limbs.

"Become a useless person and spend the rest of your life in the Tower of Imprisonment!"

The blood sword was as imposing as a rainbow, with a whistling sound.

But the moment it was about to touch Lorne's limbs, the blood sword seemed to lose its power to maintain it, and the bloody armor that wrapped Ratzinger's whole body turned into a pool of blood and fell to the ground.

Ratzinger's old body was exposed.

Seemingly aware of something, he turned around abruptly and saw Ariel holding a black sword in her hand.

Gently licked the blood on the blade.

"No!"

Ratzinger felt that his own strength was constantly disappearing. After losing the blood fruit to suppress the injuries inside his body, he could no longer stand still, half kneeling in front of Lorne.