Pirate’s Brood Order

Boom!

Distorted and rippling violently, amidst the ear-piercing impact, the figure suddenly revealed its figure and appearance, Spartia's body was covered with twisted stripes and ripples, abstract, magnificent, twisted, weird... the whole body is like a weird abstract painting , and like a tree trunk wrapped in hemp rope, twisting limbs with circles of ripples.

The chin was cracked and dislocated, and the muscles on the whole face were trembling and twitching. He flicked the chin casually, and the cheeks returned to their original position. He fixed his eyes on Lafayette who was approaching.

"Give me the blueprint!"

The bewitching voice passed through the air and reached Spartia's ears. There were gentle and uneven footsteps approaching in an alley on the side, and the first person was wearing a pure black mask.

rustle...

The black gravel drifting in the wind, like tentacles protruding from the dark vines, and the dark magnetic sand, covered by the night, was like a monstrous giant hand, grabbing towards Spartia.

The shrouded magnetic sand covered the sky and covered the sky, obscuring the field of vision, and one could only vaguely recognize five figures walking out of the darkness, but it was difficult to recognize the appearance and outline.

Horror, dumb, deep, cold, weird... The breath is intertwined, and the surrounding walls and ground are shattered, revealing corroded stones and steel bars, rustling and confusing into particles of magnetic sand, crazily towards the enveloping The black hands poured in.

"apostle!"

There is a bewitching voice in a dream, and the vision is obscured by darkness. There are disturbing obstacles on the left and right sides. Spartia's pupils rotate violently, and the invisible and distorted power blocks Lafayette's hypnosis.

He shook his head violently, and suddenly shot the blueprint in his hand in all directions.

In the next moment, the crackling cane turned into sword shadows all over the sky, and stabbed at the oppressive giant hand of the bedding. Amid the crackling sound, the chaotic floating drawings were divided into two, and Spartia standing in the center was crushed. The wave of the collision crushed, and the trembling body exploded into a cloak that shattered into pieces, but the figure disappeared strangely.

Lafayette clutched the half-torn blueprint, his face was extremely gloomy, the wings stretched on his back pulled him up into the air, and the magnetic sand on the ground also turned into a hand to support five strange figures floating Among them, the man in the black mask held half of the blueprint in his hand, turned around and handed it to a man with vertical cross lines between his eyebrows behind him.

Boom!

A deafening explosion suddenly came from behind, and a crack was pierced through the top floor of Carrera's building, and it was falling to the ground with a "zila" tilt.

Amidst the ear-piercing crashing sound, Dock No. 1 was smashed, countless rubble splashed all around, and holes of different depths were smashed into the ground.

The huge howl of pain echoed in the night, and the burly figure who stood up in the ruins held up a collapsed black hole in his hands, and the terrifying black air spread from him, and the surrounding building wreckage and corpses were all annihilated.

"Is this the fruit ability you obtained by killing the captain, Marshall Ditch, are you ready to pay for your life?"

A swordsman in gaudy clothes stepped on a series of afterimages on the ruins. The terrifying sword light seemed to split the night, and the two-handed sword stabbed at Marshall Ditch from all directions.

The stooped Poison Q didn't have the usual calm banter on his face, but was covered in dust, dodging the gunfire pouring down from a man with watermelon skin in a panic.

In the corner, the straw hat gang crawled out of the ruins, staring at the fierce battle in fear, like a group of sneaky little mice, quietly picked up the unconscious Frankie and retreated outside the battlefield.

Of course, they are so inconspicuous that no one pays attention to them at all.

"It looks like your captain is in trouble!" Lafayette saw a strange and surprised expression on the face of the man with the cross marks between the eyebrows behind the masked man, "Interesting, if it turns out to be an old friend, then... Give me the blueprint, and I promise not to disturb your grievances!"

"Old friend?!" Lafayette's pupils narrowed. He hadn't joined Alabasta yet, so he didn't know about the "conspiracy" between Blackbeard and Arlin.

"Go and ask your captain, now, give me the blueprint!" Yarlin smiled on his face, and he didn't feel ashamed of taking advantage of the "partner". Lafayette felt a slight chill down his spine.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Lafayette gave up the dangerous idea of ​​hypnotizing the other party, and threw the half-screened paper away unwillingly, and was caught by a surging mist. The man in the white mask raised his hand and handed the blueprint to Ya Erlin.

Putting the two screenshots together and verifying the completeness, Yarlin looked at Lafayette with a half-smile, "You can go!"

Lafayette glanced at Yarlin meaningfully, turned around and rushed into the battlefield, only to be stopped by a shark-headed murloc.

far away.

The straw hat gang who escaped from the center of the battlefield suddenly turned their heads and looked towards the opposite side. There were a few blurred figures standing on the edge of the palm suspended in black magnetic sand. Shrouded in the mid-air, covering all the figures in it, blocking the sight of peeping around.

"It's an apostle!"

It's not clear, but Luffy and the others still recognized that those guys should be the apostles.

No matter where you go, you can meet the apostles, what a haunting ghost!

Reason and anger swelled in his chest. Luffy suppressed the thought of rushing to die at this moment. He gritted his teeth and said, "When the ship is repaired, we will go to Alabasta."

The disintegrated sand palm turned into scattered particles and fell to the ground. A distorted figure came out of the crack in the wall strangely, looking at the surging black mist with shocking eyes. He didn't see Yarlin's face clearly from the beginning to the end. However, Pluto's design drawings are in the hands of these "apostles". He must find a way to find out the identities of the apostles, so as to snatch the drawings back.

"That guy in the straw hat seems to know the true identity of the apostle!"

Spartia's eyeballs rolled quickly. He scanned the battlefield, and his body twisted into a fuzzy black shadow. He walked around the battlefield silently and tracked towards the location where the straw hats left.

In the dark mist, a strange crack was pulled open. In the deep darkness, a virtual black door gradually solidified. There were strange and complicated patterns carved on the door. There was a vertical eye in the center of the door. The shape is the same as the black lines on his palm at the beginning, which means that the brood is peeping and coveting this world...

Pushing the door open, there was a deep and dark passage, rustling sounds came from inside, and then countless black threads pierced through the other end of the door, Yarlin stepped in, and the apostles behind him Wrapped in black thread and entered through the door...