Pirate’s Brood Order

The rising high temperature annihilated Mr.5's hair in an instant, and the surface of his body was cracked with fissures. What was exposed underneath was not flesh and blood, but a dazzling white light, like a round of scorching sun bursting open, terrifying. The flare of light swallowed Mr.5's body in an instant. The center of the explosion first collapsed strangely, and then rebounded and expanded suddenly. It was like thunder echoing in everyone's ears, and the high temperature and flames that swept everything engulfed the entire coast.

All of this is a long story, but in fact, within a split second of breathing, Doflamingo saw a grotesque off-white spread from the weird smile on the corner of Mr. 5's mouth. Just like the ripples rippling in the center of the lake, they spread silently towards the surroundings.

The flame was gray-white, and it was rust worms that were struggling and multiplying in the extremely high temperature. The number of rust worms that Adams injected into Mr. 5 was dozens of times that of a normal self-destructing person.

Even the sound of the explosion was drowned out by the white flames, and the strong breath of death was like the beautiful white paper with splashed ink, soaked in pollution without any resistance, and the cadres of the Don Quixote family were infected by white into charred charcoal.

Silence, dead silence!

It took a full 2 ​​minutes for the gray-white flames to dissipate slowly. The entire beach was scorched black, and the gravel was melted by the high temperature into black colored glass. The same black smoke was evaporating, and the liquid colored glass flowed into the sea water. Boiling steam was turbid, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and drifted along the wind along the beach.

The iron pillars of the parasol turned into molten iron. Torrebol's body was covered with a layer of hot mucus. Under the mucus was a small corpse that had been roasted into charcoal. Suddenly, the corpse turned outward. Brother Ming got up from the ground. The clothes on his entire body were corroded by the high temperature. There were circles of crumbling threads around his naked body, wrapping around his body like a cocoon. The iron-like color covers the body surface.

Doflamingo stared at the extremely tragic scene on the ground. Don Quixote's family cadres did not know how many died. He turned his head to look at the factory behind him. He opened his mouth and let out a smoky exhale, the roots of his teeth were biting so hard that his cheeks were about to be bitten off, and the killing intent in his chest felt like his ribs would be broken.

"Yarlin, I++" Doflamingo's eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his eyes were ferociously bursting with blood. He was so angry that his lips were trembling uncontrollably. He wanted to kill Yarlin and kill him alive. ... No, Yarlin, whom he wanted to kill, would never dare to climb back from hell to the world again!

the other side!

Listening to the blind tone from the phone, Shakrokdar hung up the phone with a cloudy face. He took out a cigar from the special tin box and put it in his mouth. He lit the metal lighter and took a deep breath. He took a sip and sighed out a smoke ring.

"What happened?" Nicole Robin habitually stood in the shadow of the corner, she closed the book and glanced at Crocodile.

"A person who should have died came back to life. This is not simply an accident. I am afraid it will turn into a disaster." Crocodile deeply knows how tricky an enemy hiding in the dark will be, Since Yarlin's death, the other party has completely disappeared from his field of vision, "The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the dark, this is not good!"

One walked from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, exposed to the sun, while the other hid in the darkness again with the help of death, the ingenious reversal of the situation, the initiative of the offensive and defensive transition has been firmly held by Yarlin in the palm of his hand, no one Know where he hides and when he will suddenly show his deadly fangs.

"Why didn't you die? You were all torn to pieces, how on earth did you survive?" The sand crocodile couldn't figure it out. Although there are many unimaginable devil fruits in this world, how can you bring a piece of broken flesh back to life? It’s still a fantasy ability. It’s hard for him to guess how Yarlin did it: “Could it be that he crawled back from hell as he said?”

In addition, there was another sentence, "Your face?" The three words that were spoken on the phone at that time, but still with Doflamingo's suspicious tone, caught Shaker Lockdal's attention.

Shaking his head, Crocodile pushed back all the incredible guesses in his mind for the time being, staring at Nicole Robin and asked: "Does hell really exist? Did someone come back to life in history? "

Nicole Robin, the vice president of the Baroque studio, is also an outstanding archaeologist and historian. The purpose is to pursue the missing history, a piece of blank history that was hidden by the world government. At the same time, she was wanted by the world government. Survived the Navy's "Demon Slaying Order" and was labeled "O'Hara's Devil" (some translated as Devil's Son).

Hiding and wandering in the dark all year round, until being found by Crocodile with ulterior motives, the main purpose is to find ancient weapons with the help of Nico Robin's ability.

Ancient weapons are blank historical legends. There are three weapons named "Gods" that have existed since ancient times and can destroy the world. They are Pluto, Neptune, and Uranus.

The clues of ancient weapons are hidden in the historical text, and the ancient text on the historical text can only be identified by archaeologists, and it is possible to trace the lost modules of the historical text.

Crocodile learned from Nicole Robin that one of the ancient weapons "Pluto" is likely to be hidden in Alabasta, which is the internal cause of his real deliberation to control this country.

"There are descriptions of hell in myths and legends, but they are all absurd and strange stories, and the real existence of hell has never been verified in official historical documents, but I once read a book in O'Hara's library , there are a few words above that after death, human souls will fall into the hell of the underworld, and there is a devil fruit called the underworld in the world, which can make people have a second life and return to the world from the underworld after death , but little is known about this special fruit, and there is no record in the book what the ability user of the fruit of the underworld saw in hell?" Nicole Robin recalled for a moment before she said: "If you are asking about history If there is anyone in the world who can be resurrected from the dead, then if the record of the fruit of the underworld is true, then it should have really existed."

"Fruit from the Yellow Spring?" Shakrokdal squinted his eyes and muttered to himself, his whole thinking direction seemed to have been diverted to other places.