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As if countless poisonous snakes were neighing in the dark night, the air was engulfed, and the icy cold that penetrated into the bone marrow turned into a terrifying shadow dormant among the snakes, lingering with murderous intent.

Fan Oka turned his head and looked back, his pupils shrunk, his heart twitched violently, his feet swung back, and his body moved back and forth in a strange way, looking like a kite being pulled and dragged. A wire hanging from his back pulled him back quickly.

Wrapped in a fur coat, a sickly poisonous Q finger was a little bit in the basket, a red apple spun rapidly into the black mist, a firework exploded in the darkness, and then the fiery flames seemed to be blown away. The boiling oil engulfed by the quagmire was silently engulfed by the shadows wrapped around the black thread before the flames could bloom.

The chilly and frightening breath escaped with the air, and the thick fur coat seemed to be unable to cover the pervasive gloom. Poison Q felt a layer of fine goose bumps aroused on the surface of the skin, and those "neighing" black lines seemed to be irritated. Usually, he immediately turned his fangs and bit him fiercely.

"The deepest impression of red apples in my memory comes from a fairy tale, and it turned out that the red apples handed by strangers are highly poisonous!" A hoarse voice came from an unknown direction in the diffuse shadow. , but it seems to come from all directions: "You mean to throw apples at me to express that you can't wait to die for your companions?"

Poison Q's scalp was faintly numb, and the biting killing intent was like countless fine needles piercing the skin, and the cold and evil wind was blowing, but it was difficult to capture where the hidden figure was hidden in the black mist.

The extreme danger screamed in his body, and a drop of cold sweat dripped on his forehead. He had only felt this terrifying and sinister feeling on his own captain, Blackbeard Titch.

The difference is that the darkness manipulated by Tickey is like dark water entwined in darkness, absorbing everything silently; at the moment, the black mist in front of him is more like a swirling black fire, a shadow of darkness that is woven and manipulated by black silk threads. Fire, wither corrupts everything.

It is like a ray of shadow that seeps out from the yellow spring, eager to pollute and devour the living beings in the world.

"Don't touch it!" Poison Q's eyelids twitched, and he was horrified but not panicked. Although he was a ship doctor by his job, since he could be recruited by Blackbeard's approval, his strength was naturally incomparable. Any existence that can be killed.

"Fate has already told me the answer, you can't kill me?" Poison Q's wrist flicked, and a hideous scythe drilled out from under the coat, like a death scythe in charge of fate, wrapped around the handle of the knife. The chain trembled, making a "Dingding bang bang" sound.

The sickle sharply cut through the black mist, and at the moment when it touched the permeating black line, the blade suddenly picked up, and the smooth black silk was like a woman's long hair being easily cut off.

"Fate will help me cut off everything that stands in my way!" Poison Q smiled slyly, the long sickle was dexterously manipulated by him, cutting through the pervasive black mist one by one, even the lingering black fire It was also swayed to the side by the strange shock of the sickle.

In the black mist, Yaerlin's figure was revealed, and one of his palms flashed out like lightning. He grabbed it towards the sickle. The white gloves were unusually conspicuous in the dark, but the edge of the gloves was wrapped in a faint shadow. It was as if a large snake was opening its mouth to bite down on the sickle.

"Fate?" The corner of Yaerlin's mouth curved in contempt, as if he was sneering, "I would like to know what it's like to swallow fate!"

If you believe in fate, fate will manipulate you like a puppet; if you despise fate, what will fate do?

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the scythe and the fingertips suddenly collided to emit sparks, which were then annihilated by the shadows. Yaerlin's arm twisted like a boneless snake, winding along the long handle of the knife and crawling towards Poison Q.

The terrifying power and the cold aura gathered together, and transmitted along the tremor of the sickle. Poison Q's sick body felt like a thunderbolt, and only felt a huge force invaded into the body, and the hand holding the knife was a little unstable.

He immediately grabbed the handle of the knife, and the sickle spun frantically in an attempt to cut off Yaerlin's arm, but the other party was completely unafraid. It was hard to prevent, and in the next instant, his fingertips ripped through the collar, and the cold fishy smell reached his throat.

The goose bumps on the shivering neck shook off!

"I heard your proposal to find us earlier, so, did fate tell you that I would appear in front of you so soon?"

The icy hoarse voice was accompanied by the cold and biting fingertips, and the hair on Poison Q's body stood on end. He felt a buzzing sound in his ears, blackness in front of his eyes, and a **** smell in his mouth rushed up his throat and overflowed his mouth.

The sickle spun frantically, but it seemed to fall into a sluggish swamp~lightnovelpub.net~ It seemed to be entangled by countless sticky cobwebs, and every effort was extremely difficult, but Poison Q widened his eyes and saw Yaerlin At some point, his arm cracked and expanded into countless black lines, which were entangled in the air, strangling the sickle in random circles.

The arms were split into cobwebs, but the black threads hooked in front were still condensed into twisted arms like snakes, fingertips like hooks drilling into Poison Q's throat and neck, already piercing his throat.

Thriller, creepy, chilling!

The frightened Poison Q hurriedly tiptoed, the ground under his feet exploded, and the gravel and gravel splashed, revealing a deep pit that was as wide as a meter.

Blood spattered, Poison Q withdrew and retreated violently. At the same time, a secret and silent bullet slid past his cheek, piercing and shattering the sharp finger hook, and at the same time blasting half of his wrist and arm behind him.

The broken black thread was scattered, and a **** throat pipe fell to the ground, shattered into hundreds of shrapnel the size of fingernails, still rushing into the hurricane.

The lingering shadows surging around Yaerlin's body surface, fluttering at the shrapnel, one breath will melt all the shrapnel and not even the ashes are left.

A hundred meters away, Fan Oka, who was hiding behind a rock wall with a gun, had bulging eyes and stared at Yaerlin, whose shoulder was smashed to pieces, in disbelief.

That is a specially made Hailou stone bullet, which is the nemesis of devil fruit power users. Shouldn't it completely wipe out all the opponent's resistance and struggle the moment it is shot into the opponent's body?

Obviously the entire arm was blown up by the bullet!

"However, at least one of the opponent's shoulders was shot off!" The corner of Fan Oka's mouth twitched into a grin, and the sight was aimed at Yaerlin's forehead faintly: "The next bullet will cost you your life!"