Chapter 53: The Ghost Banquet
"Looks like you're having a great time, Gemini."
Antero emerges from the wall, holding a wooden box in his hand.
Mollais looked at him and said, "It's not fun at all, shooter." But is it in hand? ”
"Ah, it's already there."
Antro nodded.
While Moraison was playing the slave game, he had already infiltrated the auction house's warehouse and found the Devil Fruit that was going to be auctioned today. In fact, there are some other gains, that is, he also found a good famous knife, which is hanging on his waist at this time.
A miniature ghost emerged from Moraison's body, took the wooden box, and staggered in front of Moraison.
The wooden box opens, and there are five Devil Fruits in it.
"Huh? That's amazing...... Doflamingo. Moreson said in a reading tone, then looked at the little tree that Chobeli had formed, and said, "So, what is the fruit here?" ”
The contours of the faces on the small tree changed, and they became extremely frightened, and the parts of their mouths opened and closed, and a sharp voice sounded, "Don't kill me!" Don't kill me! ”
"Then tell me, good boy."
As if to soothe, Moreson touched the branch on top of it.
"That's it! I'll just say it! White Cat Fruit, Panda Fruit, Black Crocodile Fruit, Lizard Fruit, Resistance Fruit! That's it! Oh my God, I actually said it, Master Doflamingo, don't kill me! Oh! Dear Mr. Whitehair, if I say it, please don't kill me! ”
"Won't die...... Won't die...... No, Doflamingo will come and kill me! I'm going to die after all! ”
The small tree danced wildly with its branches, and the outline of its face showed a variety of terrifying and frightened expressions.
Antro looked at the incoherent little tree, who was obviously insane and demented, and complained: "Your ability is really disgusting and a bit of art." ”
"The mud of sinful flesh provides nourishment, the stinking soul makes the best embryos, and the ugliness of the eyes is only for the ultimate perfection. Waiting for the bloom, that beautiful gesture will be the best sight! ”
A wistful expression appeared on Morason's face, as pure as a child looking forward to candy.
The empty eyes also fluctuated, and there seemed to be an endless undercurrent lurking.
"Hurry up!"
"Don't rush, don't rush, fresh fruit always waits until the best time."
As he spoke, a large number of ghosts flew out of his body again, flying into the surroundings.
"Ghost Banquet. Qianqi! ”
"Ghost Banquet. Big deal! ”
Outside, the entire auction hall was like a Rubik's cube, and the pieces began to writhe, changing their shapes rapidly, and spreading rapidly to the surroundings.
A sprawling Colosseum-like structure took shape in an instant, except for a large number of pierced corpses hanging from the sharp stone pillars of the auditorium, all of whom were employees of the auction house, while Moreson's body floated in the middle of the colosseum.
He spread his arms, his white hair flying, and his hands rose and fell as if he were holding an invisible band.
"The Ghost Theater. The Tree of Kabbalah! ”
A large amount of blood erupted from the backs of the corpses, and small trees with white bones and flesh curdled emerged from their backs.
It's eerie and terrifying, and it's a complete picture of Senluo Hell.
Antero was in the middle of the Colosseum, squinting at the sky of Molaison, a large number of square bricks hovering above his head, hovering to shield him from the sun, which made the white-haired boy like the king of shadows who brought the night, and he was indeed the master of the ghosts, the agent of the night!
The power of the Ghost Fruit's awakening makes Moraison hate the sun, and the sun also has a restrain on his abilities.
But none of this can change one thing, and that is the strength of Molason's ability!
Such a big move naturally alarmed many people.
A large number of naval soldiers began to gather here.
"Sa, what do you do next?"
Moreson touched his chin, he looked at the empty auditorium, and said with some disappointment: "Without an audience, it will be very boring, and the empty live broadcast here or something, it's too boring, right?" ”
"Hey, hey, twins, what do you want to do!"
Antro, who had sharp ears, heard Moraison's muttering, and suddenly had a bad feeling, is this guy going to do something superfluous?
At this moment, a peaceful voice suddenly remembered behind him.
"Don't worry, the true will within him will prevent him from doing things that go against his plan. So even if it does, it's the people behind us who acquiesce or don't oppose it,"
Antro turned around and saw a woman.
She had a tall body, even taller than Antro, and nothing was imperfect, she had shining blonde hair, her skin was smooth like clotted cream, and her blue jewel-like eyes seemed to have deep affection.
She was dressed in a white dress with a kind smile on her face, like an elder and an amorous girl.
Like the soft moonlight, people can't help but want to get close.
"Cancer, you're here......"
Antero looked at the woman a little strangely, and after only one glance at him, he withdrew his gaze.
If it is said that the separation of these men is the manifestation of Chen Huai's personality, plus some other factors. Then the giant crab in front of her, which is a woman, is manifested by Chen Huai's perception of women's goodness, so she has maternal tolerance and girlish tenderness......
She is an existence independent of Chen Huairen, like a reflection of a dream, just like the devil fruit she holds, the dream fruit.
Before leaving, the last thing Antro and the others did was to use the [Treasure-Book of Reincarnation] to create the master of the Cancer Palace-Sein.
Now Chen Huai's zodiac signs, eight of them have belonging, Archer - Antro, Aquarius - Wynne, Pisces - Sige, Libra - Roman, Scorpio - Death Tarr, Capricorn - Bucky, Cancer - Sein, Twin - Mulleyson
At present, only the four star palaces of Aries, Lion, Taurus, and Virgin have no belonging.
It can be said that Chen Huai's inspiration has almost run out at present, and even he has not thought of what kind of character should be used by the remaining four star palaces, what kind of abilities should be equipped, and what role they should play. But this is not a matter of urgency, because even the eight that he already have, he has not yet made it really take shape.
Sein smiled elegantly and said, "Eh, it seems that little Moreson is about to make a big move." ”
At this time, the Mollais in the sky was so domineering that almost the entire Chambord Islands were domineering.
He has no insight into people's hearts and foresight of the future, but only one characteristic, that is, a large range, which is the reason for his convergence.