Where the bullet had opened a small hole, blood gushed out, and then it flowed backwards.

The blood cocoon seemed to be stimulated, agitating quickly and violently.

Stus pondered: "The capable?" ”

"But from this alone, I don't see any ability." Gar's teeth had completely turned into fangs, and he spat out a mouthful of mist: "Don't be careless, there are many strange abilities on this sea." ”

Loka smiled at the corner of her mouth: "It's here!" ”

The entire blood cocoon suddenly exploded, turning into flesh and blood that filled the room, and everywhere in sight, it turned bright red.

There was only one blood-drenched giant sword left in the cage, and there was a red, constantly beating ball in the center of the sword of the big sword, and every time it jumped, there was a stream of red light leading to the sword body.

Majestic, fierce, and resentful voices echoed through the room. His voice was full of resentment and anger, and his voice burst out from between his teeth, like a thousand-year-old, eternal curse, and every word was smeared with blood and hatred.

"They say I'm a beast..."

"No beast knows mercy even if it is fierce, but I don't know mercy, so I'm not a beast."

"They thought I was crushed and bound, but I never gave in. We're going to stand tall..."

Aatrox ...... Spit venom to those who torture us forever~. ”

"I'm back, but my original most outstanding form has been completely erased, and this clumsy reconstructed body of rough material is enough to be used for my murderous intent."

(PS: Since there are more original characters, this time I will take a well-known character, Sword Demon Aatrox.) It's just a prototype, not a copy. ）

The blood began to coalesce, slowly condensing into a vague human form.

It was a demonic being, with two horns on its head, covered with black lumps, wings with blood growing from its back, and blood hanging from its weak periosteum, a forest of flesh, hatred that tore everything apart, and what he had longed for... Revenge.

The moment he lifted the giant sword, a ferocious momentum spread.

The greatsword is like a wanderer returning home, finding its mother's toddler, it is cheering, celebrating, preparing for a bloody ... Carnival.

Bai Jie raised his hand to cover the wind: "What is this?" ”

Loka's face finally became serious, and his free left hand pulled out another musket from his waist.

"Hey, is this a monster? We. ”

The wave of air continued to spread outward, and the navy on the deck had no time to react, and the moment it was affected, its eyes turned white and fainted.

Gal had an excited smile on his face, every man longed for a bloody battle, not romantic, but instinctive.

When the shackles are opened, everyone is a beast.

He muttered to himself, "Overlord color! ”

Shaking his claws, he didn't know if he had this qualification.

If he has it, of course, it is great, if not, he will have to cross the barrier of overlord color and become stronger.

Now is the great opportunity.

The demon looked at them condescendingly, and a hoarse voice rang out in a low voice.

"My name is Aatrox."

"Come, fight, meet me to the death!"

Two cold rays flashed, staggering in front of the demon, and Joan of Arc slashed as quickly as he could, at the best time, but to no avail.

The demon's resentful eyes looked down at the girl in front of him, and he looked up with contempt for everyone in front of him.

He withdrew the giant sword erected in front of him, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Come, fight!" His domineering domineering spirit swept in again, and it was undisguised anger.

Joan of Arc seized the opportunity, jumped up to the crowd, and said calmly, "The strength is great, and the knife is alive." ”

Is the knife alive?

Garr's eyes narrowed, remembering the scene just now. In an instant, the sword in the demon's hand moved the arm and blocked the slash.

Looking at the demon's body again, the wound that Loka had made with the gun before was still there, the wound was like a mouth that had never healed, open, and the blood that should have been shed had not yet dried, suppurating and sore, and muttering about to complain.

His blood did not come out.

This is very strange, even if it is a master of life return, to stop the bleeding, it is only to plug the wound with muscles.

The demon was completely different, the wound was naked and open, and there seemed to be an invisible blood vessel inside, ensuring that his blood flowed through the void wound and into the blood vessel at the other end.

"That's... Let's start the battle! ”

Gar flashed his claws and leaned forward, noticing the movement of the greatsword in the demon's hand and smiling contemptuously.

"More than strength... I'm not going to lose! ”

The giant sword pressed against the claws, obviously a living sword, but it burst out with sparks of steel.

But soon, as he said before, he was really not afraid of anyone than strength.

The stalemate was only for a moment, Gal bulged his arms, and his strength exploded several times, and the demon's body with a sword was smashed out like a cannonball.

Gal, who was standing in place, shook his palm, feeling that something was wrong.

With so much strength, why does the body feel soft?

Nature? No, it's definitely not natural, those abilities are not something that nature's system can do.

The smoke in the room where the demon was sent flying was almost a foregone conclusion in the pirate world, and there was no harm in the smoke.

"Boss, it seems that this guy is not only overlord!" Loka was the first to see what was going on inside.

The smoke faded, and the greatsword slammed straight into the wall, but the demon's body shattered into a puddle of mud that filled the room.

Of course, the crowd would not have thought that he was dead, otherwise Loka would not have said those words.

The flesh squirmed slightly, and suddenly surged together, reuniting the form of the demon, Aatrox. He reached to the side and caught the greatsword that flew back on its own.

There was a 'click' joint sound between the rotation of his neck, and when he looked at everyone again, he showed an unbridled smile.

"I will destroy you."

Aatrox instantly appeared in front of Gal, raised the greatsword in his hand, and stabbed him straight into the abdomen.

Gal mustered up the spirit of twelve, wanting to meet the move.

"Don't hardwire!" Loka on the side hurriedly reminded, but it was too late to raise a gun to help.

The claws that were enough to easily tear through the steel had not yet touched the great sword, and the flesh and blood were blurred by an invisible sword aura. He hurriedly withdrew his claws and spread his wings to dodge.

narrowly escaped the stabbing blow, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he realized that something was wrong with his hand.

"What's going on?" Gal looked at his hands in surprise.

The wounds on the palms of the hands were all small scratches, and if it was usual, the words "If the doctor comes a little later, the wound will have healed."

But now, it's these little scratches that can't stop bleeding outward.

The blood that flowed out didn't slide down his wrist, but instead drifted through the air, converging in the direction of Aatrox.

"This is my power, Lord of Blood!"

Aatrox was bathed in a blood mist, and the wound that had been punched by Loka before recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white and tender granulations wriggled and filled the void again.

With a solemn expression, Gal clenched his claws back to stop the blood from flowing out.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Loka's gunfire rang out again, and Aatrox was still unable to dodge the bullets that covered the domineering, and the old wounds had just healed, adding new ones.

His face darkened, "You've me off, bug." ”

Loka didn't care about his threat yet, and grinned: "It's a pity that your domineering is not as powerful as your tone." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, it's Superhuman, right?"

Aatrox gritted his teeth and didn't answer, but this performance was already self-defeating.

"Don't move!" Loka raised his hands, and the black muzzle of the gun put a lot of pressure on the other party, and he really didn't dare to make any more moves.

"Put away your little thoughts, you can't dodge my bullets."

He had seen a similar ability on Cake Island, and under the advance perception of seeing and hearing, the superhuman system controlled his body and became the same effect as the natural system, in order to avoid damage.

was hit by Gal before, but he diluted his body in advance to slow down the impact.

A fist that can break a boulder has no effect on cotton.

Stussy also saw this, and smiled: "Quickly instigating your wings in an instant to gain speed beyond the limit, this is the same as the 'shaving' in the Navy Type 6, you used to be a government officer?" ”

When Gal heard them say a word from you and a word from me, he couldn't have been more depressed in his heart.

What a great thing to see?

Aatrox bared his fangs, and his deep voice rang out, "I don't have to answer your questions, mortal! ”

"Come on, fight!"

"Until you cut off your heads, or annihilate me!"

The 'heart' on the greatsword beat rapidly, as if it was alive, crawling up the hilt along the lines and finally into Aatrox's body.

At this moment, his momentum rose to a new level again, and a bright red light reflected on his chest.

The wings began to grow, and gradually became a real pair of wings, wings made of flesh and blood!

When he opened his eyes again, an even more violent overlord color rushed to his face.

He arched himself and roared, "Come, I will show you the darkness!"

Loka reacted the fastest, firing almost at the same time as the opponent changed, the bullet bursting out of the chamber beyond the speed of sound, and by the time it reached where Aatrox was, it was already empty.

The former flicked his other arm, and the shots rang out again.

The bullet slashed through the air in an arc, and in a strange quarter-arc trajectory, it flew in front of Gal and exploded.

Aatrox's form also appeared, and he ignored the piercing wound in his waist and swung the greatsword raised above his head, trying to exchange injuries for injuries and kill the other leader's leader first.

Gal looked at the greatsword above his head, which had turned completely black, reminding him that he couldn't stop it.

While jumping back to dodge, Stussy, who was closest to him, was already in front of him.

Aatrox's nearly two-meter sword was held against a pair of small high heels, and he could no longer advance an inch.

It's a collision of armed colors.

"Sister, be careful... Poof—"

Gal was about to tease when a longitudinal slash struck him in the chest, nearly tearing in half from his shoulder to his flank.

Aatrox saw Gar on his knees, and smiled triumphantly and fiercely.

"Darkspawn Blade!"