"Those things, you don't want to have a chance to see them in your life."

As soon as he heard that the old man on the other side was still thinking about using the memories of vampires in his head to enhance himself, Orn unconsciously let out a cold snort from his nose.

At the same time, a dazzling thunderbolt appeared in his hand again.

The thunder went straight to the sky, as if it had attracted the thunder from beyond the sky.

Bang!

The thunder pillar the thickness of a bucket bombarded where Redfield had stood before, but it was easily flashed by him with a domineering look:

"It's too slow, this kind of attack can't help me at all!"

As he spoke, Redfield moved again, his sights and hearings firmly locked on Orn's movements, and the bat umbrella sword in his hand burned with purple-black armed aura.

Premium Armament Color Wind. Internal sabotage!

Bite!!!

The blade of the umbrella sword stabbed Orn in the chest, but failed to pierce the dark skin covered in armament.

The power of internal destruction seeped into his body, causing Orn's body to tremble imperceptibly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"What arrogance, don't you want to dodge my attacks?"

Redfield snorted coldly, obviously unhappy that he was being looked down upon by Orn.

"It's not arrogance, it's a stratagem!"

Orn grinned at him.

Next Second......

Buzz~

The earth shook strangely at this moment, and countless black fine sand flew upside down from the ground that was wrapped around countless tiny razers.

This is sand iron hidden under the earth!

The massive amount of black sand iron was quickly formed by the electromagnetic force of Mjölnier, and in an instant, countless pitch-black blades surrounded Redfield.

"Magma can't help you, so let's try this!"

As he spoke, Orn had swirled the tiny but sharp iron blades and stabbed at Redfield.

This trick......

A look of shock crossed Redfield's eyes.

Through his mind reading of Orn, he successfully judged the viciousness of this move.

These iron sands are not only extremely sharp, but also resolute and super penetrating.

A scratch wound will seep into his body, causing him a second injury.

You can't use a fragile bat clone to fend off!

If you use the bat clone and take a second damage, you will die even yourself!

In desperation, Redfield could only mobilize all his armed forces to cover himself, while desperately flapping his wings to try to escape from the encirclement of sanded iron.

Shoulders, lower ribs, chest, thighs......

The precious dress on the body was scratched by the blade of sanding iron, and several parts were covered because the armed color was not solid enough, but it was obviously blessed with the armed color, but it was still cut with small wounds.

The sand iron penetrated deep into the wound, causing a strong itch and completely staining the wound into a pitch black color.

"It doesn't taste good, doesn't it?" Orn smirked.

"It's nothing compared to the pain that the old man endured in the city!"

Redfield smiled slightly, and in the next second, black blood arrows spurted out from the wound in his body and shot towards Orn.

"Did you force the iron sand out of your body by manipulating the blood in your body? The old thing's combat IQ is very high. ”

It's just that how powerful can such a blood arrow be?

Orn didn't dodge or dodge, allowing these bloody arrows to stab his body.

His current body is even an ordinary sword and gun, which can hardly hurt a bit, how can he be afraid of these bloody arrows made of blood.

Puff puff~

As Orn had expected, the blood arrow didn't do any damage when it slammed into his body, and it splattered into beads of blood.

Senseless offense.

Orn, who withdrew his gaze, raised his right hand again to the fulcrum of the world, and wanted to give Ledfield a lesson to make this old thing have a long memory.

But when he raised his hand, he found that he was numb on his body.

When he looked down, he saw countless tiny bats crawling on his body like locusts!

These guys were frantically sucking the blood from his body, and in the blink of an eye, they had grown to the size of a normal bat.

Can you still play like this?

Even the blood that is forced out of the body can be regarded as a part of the body, and it can be turned into a bat?

Laugh at~

Golden magma surfaced on Orn's body, trying to burn the bats to ashes one by one.

Most of the bats turned into charcoal because they couldn't dodge, but there were also those who were light and agile, and flapped their wings and flew back to Redfield in the morning.

The bats that flew back into his body were once again transformed into pure blood pouring into Redfield's body.

A look of intoxication appeared on the old thing's face, and the injuries on his body began to recover quickly and visibly.

"Your physical fitness is really not ordinary, just a little blood makes me feel at least three or five years younger!"

The old thing clenched his fists excitedly:

"It's getting closer and closer to the peak of power! And that's just the beginning, if I can suck you up completely, how far can I grow? ”

Airplanes!

As he spoke, a terrifying force erupted from Redfield's body.

It's the overlord color domineering!

As the body gradually returns to its peak, the domineering spirit of the old thing has also awakened again!

As the "Lone High Red" who can be as famous as Roger Whitebeard on his own, his attainments in overlord color are naturally not bad at all!

Redfield spun the umbrella sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was visibly wrapped in black-red overlord-colored thunder.

With this spin, his speed also increased.

Redfield's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he quickly approached Orn.

So fast!

Orn's pupils shrank, and he was just about to lift the fulcrum of the world to block it, but a handful of blood had burst out on the surface of his body.

How is this possible?

The thought had just occurred to him, and a handful of blood burst out of his waist again.

Redfield appeared in front of Orn like a ghost, licking the blood from the umbrella sword like an old pervert, and with each lick, the excitement on his face became more and more obvious, and the momentum on his body became much stronger.

Sou~!

His form disappeared again, and the next second, he reappeared behind Orn.

A blood sprang up on Orn's thigh.

"I never thought I could compare to Roger and Whitebeard, I had seen them fight each other, and I had heard the pride in their hearts.

That kind of strength, that kind of courage, I was convinced, and I knew that I was not as good as them. ”

"But now...... I can feel that the gap between me and them is gradually narrowing, Eric. Orn, it's all thanks to you! ”

Redfield's expression grew more and more frenzied:

"Eric. Orn, you're a more precious being than One Piece.

As long as I take away your power, I can match or even surpass Roger and Whitebeard!

one piece！ Vacant throne! The king of the world!

As long as you absorb all of yours, I will reign on the sea and become the strongest in this world! ”

Rumble!

A fist wrapped in black-red thunder suddenly enlarged in front of Redfield, and he was taken aback, and hurriedly set up the umbrella sword in his hand to resist.

Clang~

A soft, iron-striking sound sounded in Orn's head, enough to bring the entire island to an abrupt halt.

Redfield froze for almost half a second before he was swept away by the terrifying sound of great force, and he screamed so violently that a large mouthful of blood mixed with shards of internal organs suddenly erupted from his mouth.

After flying upside down for a distance of 100 meters, he stabilized his body with the pair of huge bat wings behind him.

"Just now...... Steel of the Heart? What kind of power is this? ”

Orn, who withdrew his fist, waved into the distance, and Mjölnir instantly flew upside down into his hand:

"I told you, there were no surprises!"

Speaking of this, Orn grinned at Redfield with a shallow smile:

"Honestly, you've made a fatal mistake, you shouldn't have bothered me on a deserted island that is completely deserted, because when you're going to die, you'll find that you can't even find a target to try to suck blood and survive!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Redfield let out a cold snort, and then flapped his wings again and rushed towards Orn:

"You're the target I want to suck dry, where do I need anyone else's existence!"

"I said, is there a possibility that I won't let you touch a drop of blood in the future?"

Speaking of this, Mjolnir in Orn's hand suddenly burst into a piercing thunderbolt.

This thunder reflected the originally dim island with light, and also made the figure in the darkness nowhere to hide!

Boom!

The fulcrum of the world slammed into Redfield's straight frame, blasting his tall and lanky body out again.

This......

Redfield's angry eyes widened, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation:

"How did you find me?"

"It's just a little bit of a small means of manipulating the light, and it's almost the same if you use it once or twice, and it's a little contemptuous to use it one after another!"

As he spoke, Orn slightly adjusted the lighting range of Myornir in his hand, and instantly illuminated the wisps of black mist on Redfield's body, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

That's the secret of Redfield's sudden acceleration just now!

His Vampire Fruit can create a dimly lit environment to conceal itself!

In fact, it wasn't that his speed had increased just now, it was just that he had created an invisibility cloak for himself by adjusting the level of darkness of the dark mist around him in the process of rushing towards Orn, which visually gave Orn the illusion that he was fast enough to teleport.

But when Orn focused on seeing and hearing through bioelectrical stimulation to the point of foreseeing the future, such a trick had no effect on him.

Speaking of this, Orn smiled slightly, and the whole person quickly rushed towards Redfield:

"Let me tell you the truth again, in the face of the absolute difference in strength, all means are just in vain! In terms of the perception of this kind of thing, you and Roger are far from Whitebeard! ”

Looking at Orn who rushed towards him, Redfield's face was simply hard to see.

It wasn't until this moment that he really realized what Orn meant by what he had said earlier that he had made a fatal mistake.

Although he is also a Phantom Beast Seed ability, because he has only just eaten the fruit, he is far from reaching the level where he can awaken.

This means that he is not resilient compared to Orn!

If he wants to recover from his injuries, he must suck Orn's blood!

But now, after suffering a lot of injuries and being seen through by Orn, it is difficult for him to hurt Orn, whose strength and physical strength are far above him!

Thinking of this, Redfield's heart unconsciously gave birth to a little retreat.

Orn swung the fulcrum of the world and slammed it towards him, and Redfield raised the bat umbrella sword in his hand to resist, and his body quickly retreated in the process, and the wings behind his back flapped at great speed, ready to follow Orn's power away.

"Hey, isn't it?"

Looking at Redfield, who was shaking his wings and wanted to escape at any time, Orn couldn't help but let out a complaint:

"I used to think you were just no match for Whitebeard and Roger, but now it seems that you can't even compare to the Golden Lion!"

The old madman of the Golden Lion never wanted to survive, but he just wanted to pull out the rudder and die with Orn.

In comparison, the Redfield in front of him is simply intimidated.

"Shiki? I'm not like that brainless idiot! ”

Redfield was obviously ready to escape, but he was still defending himself:

"I'm not the kind of paranoid person who can't accept failure, with vampire fruit, I can live for hundreds of years if I want to, why should I risk my life for a failed plan?"

"Really?"

Orn stopped where he was, and didn't chase Ledfield who flew into the air, but just raised Myornir in his hand for a long time.

As Mjölnir in his hand was held high, a huge pillar of thunder was visible to the naked eye in the sky.

A real thunderbolt!

Ledfield's eyes were at full power at this moment, and he naturally foresaw this danger early, and with a flap of wings behind his back, he wanted to bypass this thunder.

"Who will be hit by such an attack!"

Just when Redfield was complaining like this in his heart.

Crackling!

The thunderbolt landed with a bang, making a strange turn the moment he flapped his wings to dodge, and then slammed down on Redfield's body.

More than two billion volts of thunder slammed into Redfield's body, knocking it down from the sky with a single blow, and his body turned completely black.

"This ...... What kind of power is this?! ”

Redfield only felt that he had lost inexplicably.

"To be honest, I didn't intend for you to lose in such a humiliating way, after all, you are a senior on the same level as Roger the Whitebeard and others."

Orn walked slowly to Redfield, and a cast of wine-hearted steel appeared in his hand:

"But, you're a bit of a disappointment, so...... Oh yes, this time you can't listen to me, let me tell you directly, this time the ability to hit you is called vision focus. ”

As he spoke, the block was sent into Redfield's chest.

The sea thief "Red Earl" Redfield has fallen! (End of chapter)