The Black Duke of the Pirate

laugh……

Reinhard spit out a mouthful of blood, and scarlet liquid dripped from the corner of his mouth, making it clear that this was not an illusion.

At this moment, Reinhardt was very surprised. At that moment, the black air that jumped out of Meister's palm had such powerful destructive power, and his body was also controlled at that moment.

Unable to move.

It seems that Mestre has far underestimated the fruit's ability. He has made a qualitative leap in strength after using the field of night. He can break through the armor covering his body just by being able to use the night that can produce substantial effects.

Domineering, worthy of being called a master.

However, does the night really have an entity?

Reinhard couldn't help but think in his mind. Although he was very confused, the trump card move used by this guy could actually condense the night into an attack with substantial destructive power.

Although it is a bit exaggerated and absurd, it is nothing to the magical environment of the pirate world. Even 200 million volts of thunder cannot destroy bananas. Coke can be used as fuel. Drinking milk will

Compared with this series of exaggerated events, the re-grow of teeth, and the fact that Dark Night can form an attack with substantial destructive power are nothing at all.

Thinking of this, Mestre on the opposite side laughed like a victor: "This is the [Dark Night Realm]. In my realm, everything is controlled by me."

Seeing that Reinhard did not answer, Meister continued: "How about it? Have you experienced the feeling of changing from a hunter to a prey?"

"Who is the hunter and who is the prey...No one knows until the moment of death." After saying this, Mestre's face turned cold for an instant.

During Te's battle, he had never had the upper hand for a moment. It was rare to suppress him at this time. How could he not vent his frustrations?

"You're right, you can't tell who is the hunter and who is the prey until the last moment."

Reinhard suddenly laughed. Then he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued to look at Meister and said, "Although the identity change is just a matter of strength in a moment, at some point, the identity of the hunter and the prey changes."

It’s been doomed a long time ago.”

Obviously, Meister did not understand the meaning of his words, and Reinhard did not expect him to understand, so he chuckled again: "You can mention the words hunter and prey in front of me, it seems that you are

I'm very vindictive, I think I'm still not reconciled to the failed assassination that night."

Obviously, the assassination of Nikolai is a rare task with a very high reward amount in the years that Meister has become a bounty killer. However, one of the reasons for his anger is not that the assassination failed, but that

Facing Reinhardt, he seemed to be completely suppressed.

"snort!"

Meister let out a breath and did not answer Reinhardt's words directly. He saw Reinhardt laughing and didn't seem nervous at all, so he said again: "I don't want to talk to you about boring things here.

, let alone have a peaceful conversation with the enemy."

"The enemy...hehe."

"I wonder if you have met the qualifications to be my [enemy]?" Reinhardt laughed.

"I have completely controlled the situation, and you are still able to laugh..."

Meister snorted, but when he said this, he seemed to have lost some confidence in his heart. Even if it was a powerful move at the bottom of the box, which belonged to the realm of darkness that he absolutely controlled, he was still not sure whether he could truly defeat Rhine.

Hart.

"Really?" Reinhardt didn't care, and then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and forcibly calmed down the blood that was constantly surging in his chest, and continued to look at him and said: "The [Night Realm] is indeed very powerful.

Weird ability."

"But I don't think it would bother me that much."

"I still haven't changed my mind. As long as you are willing to join my team, I can pretend that this has never happened."

"Joke." Meister rejected ruthlessly again.

Hearing Meister's refusal, Reinhardt sighed slightly: "In this case, I can only kill you. Although you are a rare talent, but if you can't be used by me, then I can only destroy you completely.

"

Speaking of this, in Meister's dark night realm, a substantial energy suddenly shook, and the domineering momentum was full of powerful oppression.

The sudden burst of momentum shook, causing the surrounding air waves to vibrate like a storm.

After Mester was covered by this momentum, he immediately felt a strong pressure from the bottom of his heart, and his body also trembled weakly.

"Overlord and domineering!"

Mester was shocked, and then blurted out that he knew the Haki of the Overlord Color and the Haki of the Armed Color, and naturally also knew the Haki of the Overlord Color. Although he did not understand the usage and specific function of this Haki, he knew that every person with the Haki of the Overlord Color

All people have absolutely strong qualifications and the qualifications to compete for the real "strong ones".

In other words, this guy is definitely qualified to compete for the "strongest".

Thinking of this, Mester was startled. No wonder when he fought with him before, he could always feel a vague pressure in his heart. It turned out that that pressure was the overlord's domineering force that was always displayed.

temperament.

Reinhardt chuckled. After taking the initiative to use the Overlord's Haki just now, he felt that he was bound by some kind of dark night attribute, and he broke free in an instant.

After three years of improvement in strength, his overlord-colored domineering energy can now be freely controlled by his own will. Regardless of the coverage area or the crowd, he can freely avoid it.

The overlord's domineering energy cannot be improved through practice, but it can be strengthened as the strength increases. The overlord's domineering force currently unleashed by Reinhardt has reached the intermediate stage where he can be freely controlled by his own will.

Although Meister was not greatly affected by this aura, the effect of darkness that restrained Reinhardt had been broken by the Overlord's domineering aura. Naturally, he felt this situation immediately, so he took it out of his arms.

The baton was nearly seventy centimeters long, and the short baton in his right hand was gently clasped towards one end of the long baton, finally turning into a baton over one meter long.

The top of the baton is sharp and has a diameter of two centimeters, while Meister holds the handle end, which is about four centimeters in diameter and looks like a short stick of varying thicknesses.

The conductor's baton exuded a metallic luster and danced gently in Mester's hand. At this moment, he stood in the dark night, like a conductor who was about to transform into a giant symphony concert, ready to conduct music at any time.