Pirate : The Uncrowned King of the Underworld

From the small hole made by the bullet, blood gurgled out and then flowed back.

The blood cocoon seemed to be stimulated, stirring rapidly and violently.

Stus thought thoughtfully: "Energy person?"

"But from this point of view, we can't see any abilities." Gal's teeth had completely turned into fangs, and he exhaled a breath of mist: "Don't be careless, there are a lot of strange abilities in this sea."

Luo Ka smiled: "Here he comes!"

The entire blood cocoon suddenly exploded and turned into flesh and blood that filled the room. Everything within sight turned bright red.

There was only a bloody giant sword left in the cage. There was a red, beating ball in the center of the sword. Every time it jumped, a red light was directed to the sword body.

The room echoed with a powerful, ferocious, and vicious voice. The voice was full of malice and anger, and the words burst out from the gaps between the teeth. It seemed like an eternal curse for thousands of years, and every word was smeared with blood.

and hatred.

"They say I'm a beast..."

"No matter how ferocious a beast is, it knows a little mercy, but I don't know mercy, so I am not a beast."

"They thought I was defeated and bound, but I never gave in. We must remain standing..."

"Aatrox...spit venom on those who torment us for eternity~."

"I'm back, but my original most outstanding form has been completely erased. This body that was clumsily reconstructed with rough materials is enough to be used for my murderous intentions."

(ps: Since there are many original characters, this time I used a well-known character, the sword demon Aatrox. It is just a prototype, not a copy.)

The blood began to pool together, slowly condensing into a vague human form.

It was a demon-like existence, with two horns on its head, its body covered with black lumps, and wings with bloody light growing out from its back. The thin periosteum was hung with blood, a forest of flesh, and hatred that tore everything apart.

, and the revenge he has longed for.

The moment he raised the giant sword, a ferocious aura spread out.

The giant sword is like a wanderer returning home and a child who has found his mother. It is cheering, celebrating, and preparing for a bloody...carnival.

Baijie raised his hand to cover the wind: "What is this?"

Luo Ka's face finally became serious, and he pulled out another musket from his waist with his free left hand.

"Hey, is this a monster? Us."

The air waves continued to spread outward, and the navy on the deck had no time to react. The moment they were affected, their eyes turned white and they fainted.

An excited smile appeared on Gal's face. Every man longs for a bloody battle. This is not romantic, but instinctive.

When the shackles are opened, everyone becomes a beast.

He murmured to himself: "Overlord color!"

I shook my claws and wondered if I had such qualifications.

If there is, of course it will be great. If not, he has to cross the barrier of overlord color and become stronger.

Now is a great opportunity.

The demon looked at them condescendingly, and a hoarse voice sounded in a low voice.

"My name is Aatrox."

"Come, fight, and meet me in death!"

Two cold rays of light flashed past and intertwined in front of the demon. Joan of Arc used the fastest speed and the best timing to draw out the sword, but to no avail.

The devil's malicious eyes looked down at the girl in front of him, and he raised his head to scorn everyone in front of him.

He retracted the giant sword standing in front of him, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Come, fight!" His overbearing aura swept over him again, and it was an unabashed hostility.

Joan of Arc seized the opportunity, jumped to the side of everyone, and said calmly: "You are very strong, the knife is alive."

Is the knife alive?

Gal narrowed his eyes and recalled the scene just now. In a split second, the sword in the devil's hand moved his arm to block the slash.

Looking at the demon's body, the wound that Luo Ka had made with his gun was still there. The wound was like a mouth that had never healed. It was open, and the blood that should have been shed had not yet dried. It was filled with pus and sores, and he was murmuring.

His blood was not shed.

This is very strange. Even if you are a master of restoring life, if you want to stop bleeding, you can only use muscles to block the wound.

The devil is completely different. The wound is naked and open, and there seems to be an invisible blood vessel inside, ensuring that his blood flows through the void wound and into the blood vessel at the other end.

"Then... let the battle begin!"

Gal flashed his claws and leaned forward. He noticed the movement of the giant sword in the demon's hand and smiled contemptuously.

"Compared with strength...I won't lose!"

The giant sword pressed against both claws. It was obviously a living sword, but sparks of steel burst out.

But soon, as he said before, he really wasn't afraid of anyone compared to his strength.

The stalemate only lasted a moment. Veins bulged in Gal's arms, and his strength suddenly exploded several times. The demon's body was smashed out like a cannonball with a sword.

Gal stood there and shook his hands, feeling something was wrong.

With so much strength, why does the body feel so soft?

Natural system? No, this is definitely not the natural system. Those abilities are not things that the natural system can do.

There was smoke lingering in the room where the demon was beaten away. This is almost a conclusion in the pirate world, there is no harm if there is smoke.

"Boss, it seems this guy is more than just a bully!" Luo Ka was the first to see clearly what was going on inside.

The smoke and dust faded, and the giant sword was stuck straight into the wall, but the demon's body was shattered into a puddle of mud, filling the room.

Of course, no one would think that he was dead, otherwise Luo Ka would not have said those words.

The flesh and blood squirmed slightly and suddenly swarmed together, reuniting into the appearance of the demon - Aatrox. He stretched out his hand to one side and caught the giant sword that flew back on its own.

The joints of his neck made a "clicking" sound when he turned, and when he looked at the crowd again, he showed an unbridled smile.

"I will destroy you."

Aatrox appeared in front of Garr in an instant, raised the giant sword in his hand, and stabbed him straight in the abdomen.

Gal braced himself to the point of preparing for this move.

"Don't force it!" Luo Ka on the side quickly reminded, but it was too late to raise his gun to help.

Before his claws, which could easily tear apart steel, even touched the sword, they were cut to pieces by an invisible sword energy. He quickly retracted his claws and spread his wings to avoid it.

He narrowly escaped the stabbing attack, but before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he realized something was wrong with his hand.

"What's going on?" Gal looked at his hands in surprise.

The wounds on the palms are all small scratches. If it were normal, it would have been as the saying goes, "If the doctor comes a little later, the wounds will be healed."

But now, even these small scratches are bleeding out uncontrollably.

The blood flowing out did not slide down the wrist, but floated in the air and gathered in the direction of Aatrox.

"This is my ability, the master of blood!"

Aatrox was bathed in the blood mist. The wound that Lorca had made before healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white and tender flesh sprouts squirmed and filled the gap again.

Gal's expression was solemn, and he clenched his claws back to prevent the blood from flowing out.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lorca's gunfire rang out again, and Aatrox still couldn't dodge the bullets covering Haki. His old wounds had just healed, and new ones were added.

His face darkened: "You pissed me off, bug."

However, Luo Ka didn't care about his threat and grinned: "Unfortunately, your domineering attitude is not as powerful as your tone."

"If I guess correctly, it should be a superman, right?"

Aatrox gritted his teeth and did not answer, but this behavior was already self-inflicted.

"Don't move!" Luo Ka raised his hands. The black muzzle of the gun put a lot of pressure on the opponent, and he really didn't dare to make any more moves.

"Put away your little tricks, you can't dodge my bullets."

He had seen similar abilities on Cake Island. With the advance perception of the color, the Superman type controlled his body to achieve the same effect as the natural type, in order to avoid harm.

When he was hit by Gal before, he diluted his body in advance to slow down the impact.

A fist that can break boulders will have no effect on cotton.

Stussy also saw this and smiled: "Flapping your wings quickly in an instant to gain a speed beyond the limit. This is the same as the 'shaving' in the Sixth Form of the Navy. Have you ever been a government employee?"

When Gal heard what they said, he felt extremely depressed.

Isn’t it amazing to see and hear?

Aatrox bared his fangs and said in a deep voice: "I don't need to answer your questions, mortals!"

"Come on, fight!"

"Until you chop your heads, or annihilate me!"

The 'heart' on the giant sword beat rapidly, as if alive, climbing up the hilt along the veins, and finally entered Aatrox's body.

At this moment, his momentum rose to a new level again, and his chest reflected a bright red light.

The wings began to grow and gradually turned into a pair of real wings, wings made of flesh and blood!

When he opened his eyes again, an even more violent and overbearing color rushed towards his face.

He arched his body and roared: "Come, I will let you see the darkness!"

Lorca's reaction was the fastest, and he fired almost at the same time as the opponent changed. The bullet that exceeded the speed of sound came out of the chamber, and when it reached the place where Aatrox was, it was already empty.

The former waved his other arm, and gunshots rang out again.

The bullet arced through the air, flew in front of Gal in a weird quarter-arc trajectory, and exploded.

Aatrox's figure also appeared. He ignored the wound on his waist and swung the giant sword raised above his head, hoping to trade the injury for injury and kill the opponent's leader first.

Gal looked at the giant sword above his head. It had turned completely black, reminding him that he could not block this move.

While jumping back to avoid it, Stussy, who was closest to him, was already blocking the front.

Aatrox's sword, which was nearly two meters tall, was blocked by a pair of tiny high heels and could no longer move forward.

This is a clash of armed colors.

"Sister, be careful... poof——"

Gal was about to make a joke when suddenly a vertical slash struck him in the chest, almost tearing him in half from shoulder to flank.

Aatrox smiled proudly and ferociously when he saw Garl kneeling on the ground.

"Darkin Blade!"