"Don't touch that weird black flame, kill him, gouge out his eyes, and leave the corpse for research!" Gadgeson ordered.

Iji's whole body burst into red flames, and without saying a word, he rushed towards Orochimaru. Reiju's back grew a mass of butterfly-shaped wings and flew into the air, with the shaking of his hands, a circle of venom shot towards him.

"Doing research, so you also have this interest, I am also a person who likes to collect valuable bodies for research, although now I don't need to change my body!"

Orochimaru's mouth opened in an exaggerated arc, and his scarlet tongue licked his lips. He stared at the members of the Vincent Mock family, as if a poisonous snake was staring at its prey, his eyes were indescribably gloomy and cold.

In the sky, countless swirling tendons collided with the white woven waves, and the broken pieces of meat were mixed with the broken white threads, and it looked really beautiful.

The background color full of **** colors is always easy to indulge in.

Chi Chi Chi!

Countless white silk threads gushed out from Doflamingo's hands, as if in an instant, the entire sky was assimilated into a wild dead white, and the white thread covering the sky was like an upturned spindle net, pierced through. The shattered tendons were bound to Poseidon's huge body.

After a circle of winding and restraining, thousands of fine blood lines dripped into a splash of blood and fell from the air to the ground. Poseidon struggled and shook frantically. There seemed to be a series of muffled thunder in the sky. Shattered the whole sky.

The sturdy scales were torn by thin threads, the sharp muscles were shattered, the pus splashed and the rust worms crawling in the blood were frantically multiplying and splitting, Poseidon's entire body was expanding strangely, terrifying. The heavy pressure fell like a mountain, smashing towards Doflamingo, who was manipulating the silk thread below.

"The same move is courting death!"

Brother Doflamingo grinned and showed a cruel smile. He raised his hand and wiped the air, and countless white threads were spread into a dense mesh-like fishing net. The terrifying fishing net kept spreading. Straight is like a long-term execution knife.

"It doesn't matter if you killed Valbo, I was not in this world at the time and couldn't sense it, and now, you want to kill my pet in front of my face, Doflamingo, you don't know the word "death" write?"

The icy voice penetrated the air, and a white afterglow pierced his peripheral vision, followed by the darkness that soaked the entire sky, as if embarrassed that the sky had split into a black abyss, and countless falling black lines "hiss" entwined with drill shots. Live white fishing nets.

White is pulling in nervously, black is meandering and wriggling, and the whole world seems to be divided into two between black and white, which are distinct but blend with each other.

"Yarlin, you really aren't dead!" Doflamingo raised his head and looked at the figure emerging from the sky. Countless threads of silk permeated from the other side, and the black shadow wriggled and blurred, looking like a statue from The demon who came out of the dark abyss.

"I heard that you are looking for me all over the world. If I die, wouldn't it disappoint you!" The corners of Yaerlin's mouth evoked a playful arc, but there was no warmth in his tone.

"Yes, I have to kill you with my own hands, strip your flesh from your bones, sew it with needles and thread and hang it on the wall of my bedroom, to make sure you don't climb out of the yellow spring again!" Doflaming The viciousness in my brother's eyes was like a thorn, and it stabbed into Yaerlin's eyes fiercely.

"Oh~ I feel the resentment in your heart!" Yaerlin sneered: "You know, resentment is a form of cowardice, and my arrangement for you is much more merciful!"

Chi, quack!

The spindle-shaped white thread broke inch by inch, and the black thread that descended like a curtain surged wildly, obscuring the light and plunging the vision into endless darkness. A transpiring shadow emerged from Yaerlin's arm, following the black snake condensed by the silk thread. , stabbed at Doflamingo.

"Kick the line!"

His ears trembled slightly, and Brother Doflaming kicked up with his feet. A silk thread like a jigsaw cut through the darkness, cutting the biting black snake into two pieces.

In an instant!

Doflamingo's figure swept back in an instant, and white afterimages were pulled out of the air, followed by puppets woven with silk threads standing in the air.

The rupture was composed purely of white lines, but the needle tip could not be distinguished so vividly, with a gloomy and vicious expression on his face, when the sky covered by the black line was about to tear a piercing white hole, rushing from all directions. yallin.

"Prison Net!"

Yaerlin lowered his head and looked down, his entire body was bizarrely blurred, spewing out countless black lines that were irregularly intertwined in the air, weaving into an airtight black net, and quickly compressing toward the center.

It was like a piece of cloth that had been pulled out of air, constantly collapsing toward the center. Doflamingos struggled in the cloth bag and were cut into pieces by a thread.

The fine thread **** fell off, but re-condensed into a serrated knife. The blade was wrapped in silk thread and became thick, revealing a strange **** smell, and then slashed fiercely in the closed darkness~lightnovelpub.net ~ The black net was cut, and the blasted lines converged toward a point, Yaerlin's figure re-condensed, and Doflamingo rushed over, and his fist covered with armed colors smashed through Yaerin's chest, his five fingers clenched. Live inside the spine.

"Give me death!"

Doflamingo clenched his five fingers tightly and yanked it out suddenly. His cold bones seemed to be snapped, making a "crack" sound, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

The spine was pulled out, and the body hung limply on Doflamingo's arm.

Hiss!

A slight hissing sound came from behind Doflamingo, his heart jumped, and just as he was about to turn around, a scarlet spider fell strangely in front of him. On the back of the spider, there was a ghostly face of death, which was sinister and empty. His eyes penetrated his chest and landed on the tattoo of half of the female face on his chest.

Inexplicably, a terrifying chill ran straight from the soles of his feet to his forehead, his entire spine seemed to be crawled by a slippery venomous snake, and the half-grimace in his chest seemed to come to life suddenly, biting his flesh and blood from the inside of his body little by little. And the skin, to pull out a blood hole from the chest and drill out.

Doflamingo did dream of getting rid of the ugly tattoo on his chest, but definitely not at this moment, using this weird disembodied way to solve this problem.

His pupils were bulging, and pictures of horror and despair appeared in his mind. The towering cross was bound and tied to the figure, the surrounding fire was burning, the cracking high temperature was burning his body, and the black smoke engulfed his sight. ...