"It's only a minute."

After the Sith took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the unconcealable feeling of weakness in his heart, the burly man looked at his body that had lost a lot of weight, and coughed a few times, but it was just a few sounds that made the Sith feel like his lungs were about to be coughed out.

However, at this time, the Sith knew that there was nothing wrong with his body, but now the Sith was facing unprecedented weakness, even in the face of that Whitebeard, even in the face of the weakness that Big Mom had not experienced, and only a minute after his brother came out, the Sith already felt that the energy stored in his body by the return of life was consumed by his brother.

Sith remembered the overwhelming strength his brother had shown earlier, and clenched his fingers into fists again.

"The previous strength was only one minute, but if I can control that minute well, I can win." The Sith was silent for a long time before he made such an assertion.

However, the Sith had a sense of confusion at this time.

Among the power he felt just now, the gap between the Sith and his brother was not as small as the Sith imagined, but unprecedentedly huge, even the difference between the two life levels, and the difference in such life levels could even make people feel like they were about to go crazy.

Brother, strong, it's yours, but it's not mine.

The Sith reluctantly picked up the stone stick in his hand and propped himself up.

"Admiral Akainu, I'm making you laugh, I just ate such a fruit, and my body can't hold it at all."

The Sith let go of the stone stick in his hand in the next moment, sat down on the ground again, and looked at the Admiral Akainu who had stepped in front of him because he had sensed his presence.

He looked at all the blood in front of him, and there was no change in his expression, except that when he saw the weakness on Sith's face, there was a look of surprise on his face.

The cultivators of the carnal sect themselves have extremely huge energy in their bodies, and the stored energy is more than those swordsmen, but when they saw the current Sith, Akainu sensed that the so-called devil fruit that this guy ate just now was not a simple fruit, no, it should be said that this man himself was an unusual guy.

However, this unusual guy is so weak, so weak that Akainu has a punch of his own that will kill this guy.

The lava flowed slowly.

The scorching heat enveloped the Sith almost instantly.

However, in the next moment, the tail behind the Sith that did not disappear even if his physical strength had dropped to the lowest moment in history was sucking away those magma fiercely, and even picked up a little magma and roasted some flesh and blood into his mouth, helping the weak body to keep chewing the food in the mouth and recover as soon as possible.

"General, I don't know why, I always have a feeling that your magma can be eaten."

The naked appetite of the Sith was almost instantaneously fixed on the Admiral Akainu who was still exuding a little magma, but this time there was no hostility, no goodwill, only pure craving for food, only the calm and insipid attitude of the predator towards his own food.

The Sith was hungry, not only physically hungry, but also his spirit.

Grunt~~

Gollum~~Gollum~~~~~

The belly of the belly sounded at this time.

The sea was responding to the man's belly roar, and after swallowing the Devil Fruit, the man whose body had been strengthened to a certain extent began to take on a predatory taste at this time, the taste of all the food, and all the things that could be eaten.

This is the will of the Sith.

The blood-soaked food that had been floating next to the island because of the Sith's hunt began to shrink in the man's predatory breathing.

Although no one saw that the man was eating, the man was indeed eating, and he was indeed recovering, but this recovery was predatory, stuffing everything around him that was defined as edible into his belly, except that this stomach was not the stomach with limited capacity in the Sith's body, but the cells that represented the infinite appetite that were imprinted on the Sith by his brother in just a minute of showing his posture.

Food, the Sith has a feeling, the name of such a technique is called food, which is very similar to the return of life, but it is more domineering than the return of life, and it has a strong digestion, transforming all the cells in the whole body into hungry cells, devouring all the energy that enters the body.

And energy, there is a limit, and even eats the temperature of everything around it in an instant.

The temperature is dropping, it's dropping rapidly.

Ice began to unfold around the Sith. However, with the cold ice, the already emaciated body also began to recover again, and the body that had been deflated just now was recovering as quickly as an inflatable ball, but even with such nonsense, Sith's body still had a feeling of weakness, and he was still telling his master that he needed more, more food, everything that was defined as food.

"I'm so hungry."

Sith touched his stomach, his eyes were a little confused, just now, that unimaginable hunger made Sith almost eat the magma in front of him, like an active volcano, which is full of energy, and is considered a delicious Akainu general, but, at this time, Sith didn't care about such a change in his senses.

Because he's hungry.

He was still hungry, and after predatory devouring all the food he had hunted by sucking, and eating all the light and all the heat around him as food, Sith's stomach still told him that he was still empty, and that he still needed to eat more food.

However, the Sith had a feeling that even if more food came, it would be enough to be fed.

The idea of filling it, filling it, was hard to imagine, but the Sith was about to go crazy with the hunger it generated.

It turns out that hunger is such a painful thing.