"Bang!" A dazzling light shone out, followed by a huge explosion of flames, inflating like balloons and even rising above the black sugar shield. “ ! ” In the explosion that was suddenly released, which led to high temperatures, even the brown sugar shield could not hold out, was melting, collapsing. Behind it, with a look of shock and horror on his face, was Count Carmel. What is it!? Count Caramel roared, his voice trembling.

"Whew!" But with only one breath, he was engulfed in the flames that were released, and his clothes disintegrated in an instant in the flames. “ ! ” The shock wave spread in all directions, he was hit by the first wave, and his entire body, from the crunch, the bones were broken, the fat burned all over the body, and suddenly rushed out for almost a kilometer. From a distance, at this moment, this dense forest, suddenly exploded, followed by a terrifying mushroom cloud. Then, the shock wave, which made countless trees tremble, was blown crooked.

In the vicinity of the mushroom cloud, everything was destroyed. "What's that?" In the dense forest, the support from the Yanskin warriors watched in shock at the violent shaking and explosion in front of them, and their voices were full of tremors. An explosion of this magnitude that no one wearing fur could resist. It was only when the radioactive fallout subsided that Dawn's figure emerged. He was dressed in the uniform of the Yan Army and carried a white cloak of righteousness, chasing and trembling in the swirling flames, and he looked majestic. "What a monster that guy is! He, he killed the captain in one fell swoop! ”

"You must be kidding!" The staff at the cream cake were all trembling with fear. In their eyes, the captain was already a terrifying, powerful, almost invincible force, but this young Yan army was even stronger. At this moment, looking at this scene, they have a feeling that their worldview has been subverted. "Another attack like this, the lieutenant general apparently used it more skillfully," Dorrens sighed. After witnessing first-hand the destructive power of such a device, he knew.

That blow, the lieutenant general said, was still the power that converged into the final power. Compared with the general war flame, it is also weaker. "Is it difficult to support the 730 million flame thieves in this operation? The general's power may have been very terrible now," he thought again. Although Waldo is a legendary powerhouse, there is no standard for comparison of its specific strength. It's not like this dead fat man, who claims to be a bounty of 730 million.

Carmel had fallen from a kilometer away, smashed more than 30 trees, had lost his way, turned black, was still smoking, and still smelled of burnt meat. That punch not only ruined his body, but also his heart. Dawn is stronger than ever! In another seven or eight seconds, Count Carmel was dead. On this side, Dawn looked up, her incredible abilities were too strong for him.

His lips were dry and his vision was blurry. In addition, he felt hungry and longed to have a trumpet. But he resisted the feeling and ran to the next battlefield as soon as he moved. The Yan army let him join them, and their speed against the enemy increased again. Within five minutes, all the thieves had been caught. At this time, Dawn could no longer control himself, and he hurried to the nearby woods. When he returned, he saw Dorrance and the others rescuing the Dermatitis who had been kidnapped by the Flame Thieves.

"We are the Yan Army, you are safe now" "Don't be afraid, we will protect you!" "The Yan Army Marines are very good to these fluffy little Yan children." Give me the water! Frowning, he asked for this. The latter handed him water, and Dawn drank it one by one, and in a few moments he had drunk all the jugs. After a while, he went to the woods again. And others apparently knew he had a problem.

"What's wrong with the Admiral?" They asked, wondering how it had always been normal to be so obsessed with drinking water and going to the toilet. When he returned, Dawn asked for food again and devoured it for five or six hours, much to the surprise of the Yan Marines. I don't feel comfortable until I'm full. "Take them and we'll move on" The procession, on his command, quickly packed its bags and moved on. But as soon as she left, she didn't look good. The urge to urinate was so strong that he felt thirsty, which made his heart uncomfortable.

"That dead fat man has developed the ability of fruit to this point!" Dawn clearly sensed that the collateral nature of the attack was more dangerous than the wide range of soft and hard candies. Quietly, he already has a master. The team moved on, and Cyrus, Dorrens, and others noticed the symptoms of inflammation and expressed concern. "I'm fine, you tell Colderwood right away" "Call him over!" He lowered his voice. It's hormone-specific symptoms, and Cordwood may have a solution. Moreover, this chronic disease is getting more and more serious and must be treated as soon as possible. At this time, he happened to be uncomfortable outside, and if other body organs and organs accumulated for a long time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Guided by the fluffy children, Dawn and the others sped toward the town ahead. During their journey, they encounter the Flameskin Warrior who is stuck to the jelly beans. Cyrus takes them out, only to find them unconscious with a strong scent on them.

"It's the same symptoms, just worse than mine," Dawn said, looking serious. The consequences of Count Carmel's superpowers are horrific. Luckily, he's the best at it, because he can't accommodate this guy. Otherwise, this sugar poison will spread to others, and I am afraid it will bring more trouble.

With these unconscious, fluffy warriors, Dawn made a few more toilet trips on the way. In this case, because a hormonal imbalance in the body can cause a series of changes in the organs, he knows that this is a normal reaction, so he is not very worried. But the mental craving for sugar grows stronger, and the more the body lacks something, the more the brain reacts, reminding him what to add. When he went to the toilet, when his urine brought the sugar out of his body, his eyesight slowly returned to its original state, and his mind cleared up a little.

"I didn't know I was so strong that I couldn't defend myself against such an attack," she sighed, Yan distressed. Moreover, the external attack is visible, but the internal organs, the imbalance between the various systems, are not so easy to control. After all, the practice of flame thieves in the world is not really fire thieves, the focus is on adjusting the internal environment of the body, realizing the harmony between man and nature, and paying attention to the unity of internal and external, and the unity of circulation. "I don't know if the sugar poisoning is acute or permanent," Yan mused.

This chronic symptom, even if it is not harmful to the human body temporarily, may become more and more serious after a long period of accumulation. It also means being mindful of your future diet. His abilities were at their peak, and his diet, which was deadly to him, meant that his daily energy intake was many times less. When he hurried into the second half of Yanxia to see this magnificent world and walk onto the stage, it was a silent blow to him.

Suddenly, there was some noise in the jungle ahead. The advance of the Yan army stopped, and everyone took out their weapons and remained vigilant. "Who are you?" Dorrens shouted to a man behind a branch in front of him. "Let my Yanpi people go, or we will be rude!" A cat-headed man, from behind the tree, shouted in a deep voice. Behind him, there were several people, all of them wary, looking at Torrance and the others with hostility.

"Flame Skin!" Dorrens was relieved to see the visitor. "Friends of the Flame Skin, we are not enemies, your people, we are saved!" Sellers stood up and said loudly. He said that as soon as the body is released, it will be exposed in front of the dermatitis child, and his voice is very low. "However, these soldiers were seriously injured at the hands of the flame thieves, and we can't treat them," the cat-headed man immediately became anxious when he saw his own people. He stood in the middle of the crowd, a flash of light and a thunderclap. "Well, you!" The cat-headed man asked nervously, looking anxiously at his comatose compatriot. There aren't many Flameskin warriors, and each one is vital to them. "He's sugar poisoned." It's a terrible disease," Dunn said in a low voice.

"It's a thirsty disease!" After the cat first listened, it quickly distinguished, and it was also an ugly facial expression. Uncle Goat can recognize the symptoms, but for this disease, there is no treatment, only control. Moreover, the damage caused by this disease to the body is almost irreversible. "Take it back to town and have Uncle Goat check it out." The cat-headed man said eagerly. All the little Yan children around him saw him, and they all ran towards him. "Uncle Bobo! I'm glad you're okay."

Seeing that the children were all right, he smiled, and then quickly turned around and thanked him. "Thank you for saving my people, this favor, we write about fur!" The words were serious, and Bobble's expression was serious. Nodding. "That's what our Yan Army does! Yan Jun? Babu blinked. He looked at their clothes again and said nothing. He turned his head and led the others, with the Flame Skin and the warriors, toward the city. The crowd sped up, and in a short time they were in the center of town.

Dunn looked at the shaggy hamlets and saw that most of their houses were built on naturally growing trees and huge branches. The Yanpi tribe, close to nature, flowers, birds and insects, are often seen here. The scent of birds and flowers fills the town. It's refreshing and comfortable. Of course, he also saw the town, which was busy surrounding his uncle goat, and the villagers who fell to the ground unconscious. All people, without exception, were poisoned with sugar, and the situation was very serious.

When Babu stepped forward to speak to the rest of the town, the Dermatitis looked at Yan and the others with obvious gratitude. "How are they? Can they be saved? Yan stepped forward and asked Uncle Goat in a deep voice. Uncle Goat is a tribe of goatskins, with a head and feet, and a white body, wearing a vest, shorts, and crutches. "However, the situation has stabilized," Uncle Goat said with a sigh. He looked up at dawn and shook his head again. "You saved the children and the soldiers, didn't you? Thank you very much" "But you don't seem to be doing very well"

Uncle Goat looks fine, and Daun's situation is obvious, and he barely leaves his water bottle. "I had a fight with Count Caramel and I was attacked by his sugar poison," he admitted. "Let me see!" The goat said, and Burton put his hand to the side. He looked at the eyes, hands and lips. "Fortunately, your condition is not serious, however, this sugar poison cannot be shaken off, the damage caused to your body, or trouble" shook his head and sighed, Uncle Goat's tone was helpless. "Uncle Goat, can't you do anything about sugar?" Yan asked.

"Internal injuries, it's hard for me to deal with, a little attention, it will be more troublesome" Uncle Goat Road. Nodding his head in understanding. While the world's flame thieves and Earth have some aspects in common, there are also significant differences. It's unclear if this is a telltale symptom of diabetes. "It's a hormonal fruit machine, maybe there's a way to treat this condition," hopefully. For this disease on Earth, the human body is injected with insulin to inhibit the diffusion of the body, causing trauma to glucose. If he can control hormones like insulin, he can confidently treat these symptoms.

In other words, the fruit of the wood inhibits this ability. Yan sat quietly in the town, considering this possibility, and was not in a hurry to tell Uncle Goat the news. Just then, a boy with unkempt hair and a wooden sword in his hand walked over.

The little boy cautiously approached Yan and did not speak, but quietly observed him for a moment. "What's wrong, kid? What the hell is wrong with me? Dawn asked, smiling at the boy. No, no! The boy hurriedly waved his hand. It's just, it's just that I've heard people say that you were injured yourself in order to save your eldest brother, and the teenager said with a look of self-blame and reluctance. "If I could, I could rush out and people wouldn't be hurt like that," said Dawn, who he didn't expect the young man to think that.

He stretched out his right hand and gently touched his partner's head a few times. "You're young, you're strong, and if you do what you're supposed to do, you're doing well!" The teenager let him touch his head, then lowered his head. "But, but I want to do something when my people are in danger! I also want to be a strong fighter! Dawn looked up again and saw the determination in the eyes of the shaggy boy. What is your name? He couldn't help but be interested in the boy. Pedro, Prince of Basitian, my name, my name ! ”

Pedro, the prince of Basitian, shouted. "Hawker! Yes, when you grow up, you will be a strong man! Said with a smile. After a few words, he felt his mouth dry again, so he opened the kettle and took a sip of hard water. I didn't know that this Flame Skin Boy was Pedro, the future Emperor of Brazil. I have the impression that this young man, when he grows up in the future, is also a strong warrior, but he also paid for the Straw Hat Group. "I must be a strong man, a man as strong as you, my lord!"

Pedro, the prince of Basilian, nodded heavily. Daun saves her people and becomes a role model for Pedro, Prince of Basi's Emperor. "I'm not much older than you. Call me Big Brother laughed and touched his head again. "Yes, Yan, Big Brother!" After spending some time with Pedro, the man who saved his people, Prince Basi's initial nervousness was more than half gone, and he found Yan to be a very approachable person. They sat together and started talking to each other. "Do you think my people can be saved?"

"How serious?" Pedro, the prince of Basitian, has been here since the beginning, and nature has learned something about the health of her people. "I don't know yet." I'll have to ask my doctor," Yan said, shaking his head. "But it's not immediately fatal, you don't have to worry," he said, laughing at himself.

"Don't forget, your brother and I also have this poison on our bodies, isn't it good this time?" Pedro, the prince of Basitian, did not smile, but was depressed.