Pirate: I, Roger's son, nine-year-old admiral!

"What!?"

This time, before the ordinary people on the ground could react, the black mask with his feet on the air was the first to scream. The black mask had been put back by him at some point, and a pair of red

His eyes almost flowed out of the holes in the mask.

In the sky, the red light and shadow left by the crimson flame finally slowly dissipated. However, when all the red light was blown away by the wind, a black shadow appeared like a rock on the seashore.

Let the tide recede, it still stands, staying there quietly.

But it was this kind of silence that made the blood vessels in Black Mask's head almost explode!

How is this possible!?

What the hell is this?

It was only then that the people on the ground finally reacted - they suddenly discovered that the terrifying dragon's breath that could destroy everything should have annihilated everything in the air into powder. However, it was not until the red light was completely

As the light dissipated, there was something still standing in the area that was originally covered by the red light!

Countless eyes intertwined on that thing at the same time, and they recognized what it was almost instantly.

That's an egg.

To be precise, it was a black egg, a burnt black egg.

The reason why it is said to be a burnt black egg is because there are still traces of burning on its surface. Obviously, this black egg has also experienced a lot of hardships in the red flame.

And, the sound of Bass Head just now came from here.

Could it be said?

Click click click!

As if to confirm everyone's suspicions, the black egg suspended in the sky suddenly peeled off piece by piece.

It was as if there was a big hand in the dark, cracking the eggshell of the black egg quickly, and then peeling off the white of the black egg layer by layer, finally revealing the much-anticipated egg yolk...

"No way!?"

"Really!?"

"This is too exaggerated!"

The egg yolk had just appeared in everyone's field of vision, and it immediately caused an uproar among everyone. Everyone raised their heads blankly, and their eyes seemed to be tightly grasped and nailed there. There was no way to understand what happened.

What.

In the sky, that black egg with only the yolk left was the perch head!

At this moment, Bass Head was curling up his body into a ball, as if he felt that the eggshells and albumen outside him were being peeled off. Bass Head also slowly opened his eyes, and then stretched out his arms slowly.

Lazy, even yawned, wiping away tears, and glanced at the black mask from the corner of his eye:

"Your attack is very powerful. If it were someone else, it might have been KO, but I am a little stronger, and..."

Basshead paused for a moment, then continued.

"A disaster-level attack is not like this. Let me show you a demonstration?"

Before he finished speaking, the person facing him turned into a black mask of a dragon. The scales all over his body suddenly opened up, and the blood in every vein became cold instantly!

What, what's going on?

What’s going on with this inexplicable murderous intention that makes people feel terrified?

After all, he is also the leader of the best intelligence organization under the World Government. In this world, there are only a handful of people who can defeat him head-on, except for those monsters at the top of the World Government.

, I am afraid that only the Four Emperors above the sea can say such things.

And the guy in front of him just released a murderous aura towards him, which was enough to make him scared!

Of course, if there is murderous intent, how can it be possible that no action is taken?

Just when Black Mask was hesitant about the murderous intent of Bass Head, the Bass Head opposite had already waved his hand, aiming at the proteins peeled off layer by layer from his body, and then activated his thoughts.

The next second, the falling of the peeled off black eggshells and egg whites stopped for a moment, and then, under the control of the bass head gesture, slowly collapsed into small dots all over the sky.

"That, that is?"

Everyone looked up in horror and saw the fragments of egg whites and eggshells slowly spreading out in the sky. The black eggs that originally seemed to be only a dozen meters in diameter quickly disintegrated into a sky full of black within a few seconds.

The clouds directly covered the entire square, even Dragon Palace City, and even most of the entire Fish-Man Island with this black mist!

With the disintegration of the black egg and the formation of black clouds, everyone finally saw clearly what the things that made up the black egg in the first place were.

sand.

Yes, those are just grains of sand. I don’t know what kind of method the bass head used to compress them into a small space, thus achieving extremely high density and hardness!

But now, all the black sand contained in this black egg has been released, and its amount can actually submerge most of the Fish-Man Island!

"Haha, the real disaster is like this!"

The bass head looked up at the black sand and clouds, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he waved his palm, aiming at the black mask opposite, and then held it in the air!

"Hell of Sand·Funeral!"

Hoo ho ho ho!

As he spoke, the moment Bastou's words fell, the black mask opposite him suddenly felt an indescribable feeling, as if there were invisible big hands, binding him firmly in place!

"Damn it! What is this!"

It wasn't until he tried to struggle many times to no avail that he finally discovered that there were several thin black sand ropes that were as thin as mist, going around his armpits, neck, waist and popliteal fossa, firmly pressing him to the ground.

!

Immediately afterwards, another black sand emerged out of thin air, as if it was a brush of ancient power. Around the black mask, a standard cross was drawn with black. At the core of the cross, it was the black man who was bound to the ground.

mask!

"seal up!"

After fixing the black mask and drawing the cross, Bass Head gave another cold shout.

The next second, the black sand cloud covering most of the Fishman Island suddenly started to spin crazily, turning into a vortex of black sand in the blink of an eye, pouring continuously towards the center of the cross!

At the same time, Quinn, who was sitting on the high platform, stared at the black sand flowing from the sky into the cross. For a moment, he seemed to think of something. After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly slapped his head.

, the fat on the face is stretched into a big pie:

"Is it this move? Is it really him?"