Chapter 596: Dying struggling (two in one)
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The Scourge of Pirates
- Purple blue pig
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- 2021-01-30 02:07:04
Chapter 596 Dying Struggle (two in one)
Before Blackbeard fell, the situation itself was very bleak.
The few people in Xiliu also hoped that Blackbeard could exert the power of the dark fruit, not to be able to reverse the situation, but to open up a retreat path anyway.
It turned out to be good, and he was defeated by Maude in less than ten seconds...
As soon as the backbone of Blackbeard fell, Fan Oka and Poison Q, who chose to follow Blackbeard first, suddenly felt a sense of hopelessness.
The Crescent Hunter, who was brought out by Blackbeard from the sixth-tier prison of Push City, was not as desperate as Fan Oka and Poison Q.
However, this evil woman who joined the Blackbeard Pirates at the end did not intend to bury the Blackbeard Pirates.
When she saw that Blackbeard was solved by Maude, she was shocked and was already thinking about how to leave her teammates behind and escape.
On the contrary, Hiliu...
There is still a glimmer of hope for the man who thinks that Blackbeard will reach the top.
In his opinion, as long as Blackbeard is rescued from here, relying on the possibilities that Blackbeard possesses, there will be opportunities to dominate the world in the future.
But the current situation is obviously difficult to support alone, and the chance of success is even slimmer.
Click--
When Hilliu saw the situation clearly and his heart was heavy, Lafayette's loud footsteps came from his side.
"Wow..."
Along with it, Lafayette's iconic laughter.
"Originally, the guardian of the city’s long rain, Xiliu...you and I are betting the'future' on the man that you value, but now it seems that my vision is better."
Lafayette stopped dozens of meters away from Xiliu, his pale and bloodless face showed a penetrating smile, and said in an extremely solemn tone:
"There is no doubt that in the near future, the man who is at the top of the world will only be my captain."
"..."
Hiliu looked at Lafayette coldly.
From Lafayette's words and deeds, what he feels is naked ostentation.
Damn...
In this case, he didn't even have the qualifications to speak out.
Xiliu was inexplicably uncomfortable, and the venom flowing on the body surface suddenly boiled.
Luo and Brook looked at Xiliu, who exuded cold killing intent, with a little caution, but Lafayette looked briskly.
The three fight one, and if they still lose, they should not bear the banner of the Maud Pirates.
Moreover, judging from the confrontation between the two sides, the two highest combat powers, Maude, who just solved the black beard, and the green pheasant responsible for intimidating the Whitebeard Pirates, are enough to crush Xiliu and Fan. Oka, Crescent Hunter, and Poison Q are four enemies.
Victory can be said to be inevitable, but there is nothing to worry about.
Lafayette, Luo, and Brooke confronted Xiliu of Rain, while on the other side, Jaya raised his axe and greeted the crescent hunter Katrin Dimei alone.
"Huh, huh...woman, you really picked yourself a good opponent."
The Crescent Hunter looked at Jia Ya who was oncoming, glanced over Jia Ya's long black ponytail, and sneered:
"But what's the matter with your hair? It grows as luxuriantly as weeds, and what about this old-fashioned dress? There is no taste at all, the only thing worthy of praise is your face."
Speaking of this, Crescent Hunter's lips with thick lipstick grinned in a cold arc, using the transformation ability of the Eudemons Nine-Tailed Monster Fox without warning.
Bang!
A burst of white smoke came out of thin air.
As the white smoke dissipated, Crescent Hunter completely changed into Jia Ya's appearance.
Except for the hairstyle and clothing, the facial features and body shape are exactly the same.
Crescent Hunter raised his hand and stroked the smooth skin belonging to Jia Ya, enchanted:
"It feels very good, it's a high-quality face, but it's a pity... If it wasn't for the'timing', I would really like to slowly peel off your face and list it as the number one collector's item. "
"..."
Jia Ya squinted her eyes and silently looked at the Crescent Hunter who had become her own.
Crescent Hunter lowered his hand, squinted his eyes, and sneered: "Why, do you think my hairstyle and clothes are more suitable for your little face?"
Jia Ya asked without changing her face, "Your ability is to transform?"
"Huh huh..."
Crescent Hunter laughed a few times, and when he was about to explain, he heard Jia Ya's next sentence.
"So, can it become a food ingredient?"
"...?"
The Crescent Hunter was stunned.
"Food, ingredients?!"
"Ok."
Jia Ya nodded slightly, raised a one-handed axe, and said earnestly: "If it becomes food, it will feel better when it is cleaved."
"You are looking for death, woman..."
The Crescent Hunter narrowed his smile, his eyes terribly cold.
"Okay."
Jia Ya showed a faint smile.
the other side.
Hawkins and Urki confronted the sniper Van Oka.
Before the battle, Urki held the huge pencil column with one hand and glanced at Hawkins beside him.
"Hey, Hawkins, you'd better step back and go cool. I can deal with this guy alone."
"..."
Hawkins looked at you and regarded me as losing, completely ignoring the existence of Urki.
Urgi only assumed that Hawkins hadn't heard him, and repeated what he had just said.
"..."
Hawkins' mouth twitched without a trace.
Urki still wanted to say a few more words, but Van Oka was not in the mood to watch them play, raised the gun body, and simply shot Urki and Hawkins each.
Carrying a lead bullet wrapped in an armed color, it cut through the air and shot at the vital point of Urki and Hawkins.
clang!
Spark sputtering.
It was Urji who held up the pencil column to block the armed-colored lead bullet that had hit his chest. He laughed and said, "Is it armed? It's a coincidence that I will too."
If there is no armed color on the pencil column, I am afraid it is not as simple as a spark, but directly through the pencil column.
Urki blocked Van Oka's armed shooting, and Hawkins did not give much relief, but also blocked the shooting.
The difference is that Urgi uses a pencil pole to block the shot, while Hawkins uses his body to block it, which means that his chest is pierced by an armed colored lead bullet to open a big blood hole.
Chi Chi -
But Hawkins didn't change his face. After a straw doll fell out of his sleeve, the blood hole in his chest, as if retracing time, was strangely restored to its original shape.
at the same time.
In the cell of the terrifying three-masted ship.
A pirate who was imprisoned here suddenly broke a blood hole in his chest, and without a chance to scream, he fell to the ground and died.
The pirates who were in the cell all showed a terrifying reaction when they saw this scene.
It is Hawkins' Devil Fruit ability to transfer fatal damage to the substitute.
The group of pirates caught by Lafayette in the Devil's Triangle are all stand-in dolls that Hawkins can use to transfer fatal injuries.
It is worth mentioning that there are prerequisites for the manufacture of stand-in dolls.
One of the most demanding pre-conditions is to obtain the consent of [Target] when making dolls.
However, with the help of Lafayette's hypnotic ability, this originally most demanding precondition has become the easiest condition to achieve.
In other words--
The number of times Hawkins can transfer fatal damage is more likely than Van Oka's bullet inventory.
This is also the fundamental reason why Hawkins used his body to block the shooting lightly.
"Hawkins, are you hiding?"
Urgi looked at Hawkins, who was very calm, but he knew that Hawkins had the ability to transfer fatal damage, but he was also a little puzzled.
Hawkins still ignored Urgi, as if they were not on the same channel.
He drew a card and said calmly: "The evasion rate is 0%, and the survival rate is 100%. It's very interesting, in other words..."
With that, he raised his eyes to look at Van Oka who was silently loading bullets.
"Your'shoot' can't kill me."
"Boom!"
In response to Hawkins, Van Oka's seven bursts of extremely difficult armed colored lead bullets all hit Hawkins.
Chi Chi...
Seven straw stand-in dolls fell from Hawkins, but Hawkins remained safe and sound.
Subsequently, in the gap where Van Oka loaded the lead bullet, Hawkins drew the second card.
"Your winning percentage is...0%, the result of this matchup is obvious."
"Boom!"
It was another seven combo, but it had no effect.
There was a wave of waves in Van Oka's heart.
Hawkins calmly raised his arms obliquely, and a stand-in doll woven only from straw, like a production line, fell out of the sleeves of his clothes one after another.
"Don't understand? This is a duel you are not destined to win."
"...!"
Van Oka's eyes were cold.
This man who always said "This is destiny", when faced with Hawkins, who was full of magical atmosphere between words and deeds, he felt a real feeling of not hurting and insulting.
Aside, Urki looked at Hawkins like a ghost.
This stuff...
Isn't it because you want to win by using up the opponent's ammunition?
Just like an epiphany, Urki seemed to understand the tactics Hawkins wanted to implement.
It seems like this--
For the powerful sniper in front of him, this is indeed a duel that is not destined to win.
Another place.
Philo, wearing a crow mask, came to the opposite of poison Q as she wished.
"Ahem..."
While coughing, Poison Q looked at Philo's anti-epidemic mask, and said: "The'props' you wear on your face, cough cough...reminds me of some past events."
"This is not a prop, but a symbol!"
Philo took a deep breath and slowly assumed an articulated starting position.
"You mean symbol?"
Poison Q thought of something, and said indifferently: "If this kind of ideal is better than reality, only my terrible'hometown' is still being regarded as the truth, ahem... Since you came from there, just Explain... I was still too kind at the time."
"Benevolent... you are a demon at all!"
Philo's petite body shot at Poison Q like an arrow, with his hands up and down, his fingers slightly hooked.
"Joint skills...cough cough...too immature."
Poison Q clasped the handle of the sickle tightly, and when Philo approached, he swung out a round blade.
Philo dodged in a thrilling way, piercing his scythe, and attacking Poison Q's shoulder bone.
However, Du Q directly changed his hand to hold the sickle handle, and hit Philo's waist with the curved back of the sickle.
Philo snorted and flew out with a blow.
Before being knocked off, Philo scattered some toxin powder.
"Ahem..."
Poison Q glanced at the toxin powder that Philo dropped.
"Use poison in front of me?"
A look of contempt passed in Poison Q's eyes, and with a sneer, he released an armed color covering the body of the sickle.
Immediately afterwards, Du Q stepped on his feet and rushed towards Philo flying in the air at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his sick body.
Looking at the momentum, it was planned to eliminate Philo with a single blow before he landed.
Huh!
The sickle covered with armed colors slashed through the air and slashed towards Philo's body.
At this moment, Jim, who opened the triceratops beast-like form, forced his body to resist the cut sickle.
Puff!
Splashes of blood.
The sickle broke through Jim's armed color and hard skin, and plunged deeply into it.
After receiving such a heavy injury, Jim didn't even move his brows. He looked at Poison Q in front of him blankly. At the same time, he raised his hands and took the initiative to press down the sickle body that had plunged into his body.
This inexplicable crazy behavior of Jim without fear of hurt caused Du Q's heart to shake slightly.
"This guy……?"
Suddenly, when he was in doubt, Poison Q loosened the handle of the sickle extremely decisively, and retreated backward.
After he made a back movement, several white ghosts emerged from the ground where he had stood.
"Damn it, why did you miss it!"
Seeing that the negative ghost failed to make a sneak attack, Perona floating in the air waved her small fist angrily.
"do not blame you."
Without changing his face, Jim pulled out the sickle sunken in his body, brought a burst of dazzling blood, and said in a deep voice:
"Abandoning weapons decisively in this situation shows that he is extremely keen, so your ghost will be out of the sky."
"Huh? Big guy, are you comforting me?"
Perona lowered her height and looked at Jim in surprise.
Jim didn't answer at the first time, but covered his hands with armed color, and then in front of Poison Q, he broke the sickle with his bare hands.
After doing this, Jim raised his head slightly and looked at Perona.
"I'm not comforting you, but... I have never seen your'ghost' hit a key enemy, but have seen my companions often hit by your'ghost', so from the beginning, I didn't hold too much expect."
"!!!"
Perona's forehead flared up with several veins, gritted her teeth and said: "You are usually taciturn, and now you have said so many things at once, it is really hard!!!"
Jim nodded silently.
"!!!"
Perona said angrily: "What do you mean by nodding!!!"
Jim did not speak, but looked at Poison Q directly in front of him, and at the same time threw the broken sickle to the ground.
"Ahem..."
Poison Q looked at the remains of the sickle coated with poison and said quietly: "It is an ancient species of animal type. After the poison penetrates into the body, it can still stand firm, but... in another minute, your death. Coming soon."
"..."
Hearing Poison Q's words, Jim looked down at the hideous wound on his chest that was pierced by a sickle, and said dullly: "Your'poison' can't take effect on me. It has nothing to do with ancient abilities, but because of mine. There is a great doctor in the team."
After a pause, Jim added in a low voice: "There are two."
Before the voice was over, Philo walked slowly to Jim's side.
In Jim's long, boring and extremely painful masochistic training content, he not only healed himself from his injuries, but also experienced countless detoxification processes.
The initiator was Philo.
This form of training gave Jim an unusually strong ability to resist drugs.
Subsequently, Perona also fell down.
It's a win-win situation with one enemy and three.
In this situation, the current situation of the Blackbeard Pirates is tantamount to a dying struggle.
(End of this chapter)