MTL - Pirate’s Brood Order-v3 Chapter 253 Drawings in hand

Boom!

The twisting and rippling violently, the piercing sound of the impact, the figure suddenly revealed the shape of the figure, Spartia's whole body is covered with twisting stripes and ripples, abstract, magnificent, twisted, weird... The whole body is like a weird abstract painting , and like a tree trunk full of hemp rope, twisting limbs with a circle of ripples.

His chin was split and dislocated, and the muscles on his entire face were trembling and twitching. He grabbed his chin and flicked it, and his cheeks returned to their original position. He stared at Lafitte who was approaching.

"Give me the drawings!"

A bewitching and strange voice penetrated the air and entered Spartia's ears. There were gentle footsteps approaching in an alley on the side, and the first person was wearing a pure black mask.

rustling...

Threads and strands of black gravel drifted in the wind, like tentacles protruding from the darkness, and the dark magnetic sand, under the cover of the night, was like a monstrous hand, grabbing towards Spartia.

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

Horror, dumb, deep, gloomy, weird... The breath is intertwined, and the smashed walls and ground around show corroded stones and steel bars. The black hands poured in.

"apostle!"

There was a dream-like bewitching voice in his ears, his vision was obscured by darkness, and there were obstacles on the left and right sides.

He shook his head abruptly, and shot the blueprint in the palm of his hand all around him.

The next moment, the crackling cane turned into a sword shadow in the sky, stabbing the giant hand that covered the oppression. With the crackling sound, the chaotic blueprint was divided into two, and Spartia, who was standing in the center, was swept away. The waves of the collision were crushed, and the trembling body exploded into a cloak, but the figure disappeared strangely.

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

Bang!

A deafening explosion suddenly came from behind, and the top floor of the Carrera Company's building cracked a crack that was penetrated, and it was smashing to the ground on a "zila" slope.

In the piercing sound of sinking, the No. 1 dock was smashed, countless gravel splashed all around, and the ground was smashed into different depths of potholes.

The huge howl of pain echoed in the dark night, the burly figure standing up in the ruins held up a collapsed black hole in his hand, and the terrifying black gas spread out from him, and the surrounding building debris and corpses were annihilated.

"Is this the fruit of your ability to kill the captain, Marshall D? Teach, are you ready to pay for your life?"

A well-dressed swordsman stepped on a series of afterimages on the ruins, the terrifying sword light seemed to split the night, and the two-handed sword slashed towards Marshall D. Titch from all directions.

The hunched body of Poison Q didn't have the usual calm playfulness on his face, but was covered in dust, embarrassedly hiding from the cannon fire poured out by a man with a watermelon rind.

In the corner, the group of straw hats who climbed out of the ruins stared at the fierce battle in horror, like a group of sneaky little mice, quietly carried the unconscious Franky 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 surprising look on the face of the man with the cross on his eyebrows behind the masked man, "It's 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 shrank. When he was in Alabasta, he hadn't joined, so he didn't know the "conspiracy and collusion" between Blackbeard and Arlin.

"Ask your captain, now, give me the blueprint!" Yaerlin had a smile on his face. He didn't feel any shame about his "partners" taking advantage of the situation. Lafayette's back was slightly chilled.

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

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

Lafayette glanced at Yarlin with a deep meaning, turned and rushed into the battlefield, and was stopped by a shark-headed murloc.

far away.

The Straw Hats who escaped from the center of the battlefield suddenly turned their heads and looked towards the opposite side. There were several blurred figures standing on the edge of the palm of the black magnetic sand suspension. The black sand palm was quietly disintegrating, and a thick black fog It is shrouded in mid-air, covering all figures in it, blocking the sight of peeping around.

"It's an apostle!"

I can't see it clearly, but Luffy and the others still recognized that those guys should be the apostles.

No matter how you go, you can meet the apostles. It's really haunting!

Reason and anger swelled in his chest, Luffy suppressed the thought of rushing to die at this moment~www.novelbuddy.com~ He gritted his teeth and said: "After repairing the ship, we will go to Alabasta."

The disintegrated sand palm turned into scattered particles and fell to the ground, and a twisted figure came out of the crack in the wall. But... Pluto's blueprints are in the hands of this group of "apostles", he must find a way to figure out the identity of the apostles, so as to **** the blueprints back.

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

Spartia's eyes twitched quickly, and he swept across the battlefield, his body twisted into a fuzzy black shadow, silently bypassing the battlefield, and tracking towards the location where the Straw Hats left.

In the dark fog, a strange crack was opened, and the black door that was blurred in the deep darkness gradually solidified. The door was carved with strange and complicated patterns. There was a vertical eye in the center of the door. The shape, which is the same as the black pattern on his palm at first, means that the mother nest is peeping and coveting this world...

Pushing the door open, it was a deep and dark passage. A rustling sound came from inside, and then countless black lines penetrated from the other end of the door. Yaerlin lifted his foot and stepped in. The apostles behind him joined together. Wrapped in black wire and walked through the door...