Chapter 270
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Mr. 8 and Miss Wednesday took a big detour and went into the depths of the forest. They stared at the body in the valley with its belly burst open. The smell of blood in the air had not completely dissipated.
"Should we make contact?" The two of them did not approach the tomb out of caution. Instead, they hid on the opposite side of the valley. Their eyes were rolling as if they were thinking about something but had not decided yet.
"We do need the help of this Navy Colonel, but only if he can reach Alabasta alive to take over Colum's position." Miss Wednesday heard the sound of bullets exploding in the forest and blood splashing out of the body. A trace of compassion flashed in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by determination. "Although this decision is cruel, we can't easily expose ourselves."
"Someone is coming out!" Mr. Eight lowered his body and stared at the tomb. A cold face that looked like it was carved from stone appeared in his sight. Yue Shuang swept across the valley and dragged his shadow on the ground. The cross mark between his eyebrows was as dark as ink, giving people a feeling of profound mystery. He glanced at Yue Shuang as if he had sensed something.
"It's that Colonel Yarlin!" Mr. 8 felt an inexplicable twitch in his heart. He had a feeling that he was being stared at by some cold-blooded and damp animal. A gloomy feeling crept up his spine from the turf.
Miss Wednesday didn't say anything. Her gaze was locked on Arlen's body. Even though she was observing him from afar, she could already feel a murderous aura emanating from him.
She saw three more figures emerge from the back of the tomb. Two navy soldiers and an ugly man with a disfigured face followed closely behind Ya Erlin. He had only one eye open, and his entire body exuded a cold aura as he followed closely behind Ya Erlin.
Bang!
Another muffled gunshot reverberated through the forest. Ya Erlin's figure suddenly disappeared from his original spot. A black afterimage appeared on the slope of the mountain, twisting and twisting like a black ribbon. Behind the black ribbon was a figure with strange movements.
"He just found us!" Mr. 8 let out a cold breath and said to Miss Wednesday, "I have a feeling that this Colonel Yarlin is a very dangerous person."
Miss Wednesday was deep in thought. She stared at the afterimage in the valley that had not completely disappeared, then she turned around and went into the forest.
Looking down from above, the continuous afterimages looked like a black python slithering on the ground. Yarlin's figure suddenly stopped. He stood in the center of the battlefield, surrounded by charred bullet marks and fragmented body parts. He casually broke the neck of a spy who had ambushed him and flung him away like he was throwing away trash. The corpse let out a sound like air leaking in mid-air, and an inconspicuous black line shot out from the neck and retracted back into Yarlin's palm. Looking at the corpse on the ground, only a shriveled human skin and scattered clothes were left on the ground.
Yarlin glanced coldly at the Baroque Studio's agents standing around him, and a red and black digital logo was mapped on his retina. "Whether you are pirates or something else, in short, you came at the right time."
The progress of the Broodmother was just one step away!
"The target has appeared, kill him!"
At the same time, the agents of Baroque's workshop raised their guns and aimed at Ya Erlin to surround and fire at him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Like a broken movement, the bullets weaved a net of fire shrouded Yarlin. He walked forward as if he didn't care about the rain of bullets. He just slowly raised his left hand above his head.
Black Birdcage!
Countless black lines shot out from his palm, like fireworks exploding into the sky, and the black lines falling from the spindle were like an upside-down birdcage.
With the sound of skidding and sputtering, the bullets strangely changed their trajectories, and all of them turned into deadly stray bullets that refracted back. The messy memorials were suddenly silenced, replaced by the sound of bullets piercing through muscles and bones. With a gurgling sound of blood spurting out, bodies fell limply to the ground one after another.
The Black Birdcage scattered and fell to the ground, spreading out like flower petals with Arlin at the center. It also looked like countless poisonous snakes slithering around. The area within a hundred meters was cleared out in an instant, and not a single living person was left standing.
The corpses lying on the ground, or those who were seriously injured, could only watch helplessly as the black lines entered their bodies through their seven orifices. Soon, even the sound of breathing stopped abruptly. It was so quiet that only the sound of the wind blowing against the dried corpses' skin could be heard. It was extremely terrifying.
Miss Wednesday covered her mouth and gasped. She and Mr. 8 looked at each other in horror, and saw their own frightened and pale faces in each other's eyes.
Sen Du, who was hiding in the distance, and a few surviving navy officers came out from behind their cover. They all looked at the figure of the man in the center, and their eyes were dyed with uncontrollable fanaticism.
Bang!
A gunshot!
The black lines on the ground automatically stood vertically on the trajectory of the bullet. Yarlin turned his head and saw a scorched hole in the middle of the black lines. The bullet that brushed past his cheek had pierced a head-sized hole in the tree behind him.
He wiped his cheek with his finger, and there was a slight tingling sensation from the smoke. He looked at the edge of the forest expressionlessly, and the man with the extended flintlock looked at him at the same time. His long blond hair was blown by the wind like a lion's fluffy mane.
"Kill him!"
Yarlin stretched out his hand and pointed forward. A rapidly running figure swept across the air like a steel meteor and smashed into the edge of the forest.
Hodgedon's legs were stiff as he took large strides forward. His two arms stretched out like a huge bird, and his two hands swept across the tree trunks. In a flash of red light, those tree trunks suddenly exploded into steel-like tree spears, shooting out with a swoosh.
"Another ability user! This is a loss, I need to pay more! " The blond man's mouth twitched slightly, but there was no panic in his eyes. He slid backward to open up a distance, and at the same time, both of his hands were loaded and fired so fast that it was like a blur. The air that the muzzle of the gun was aimed at cracked like a solid mirror.
Bang bang bang bang bang …
The tree spears that shot forward were almost simultaneously shattered in mid-air, and the friction from the bullets burned the tree spears into pieces and scattered on the ground.
Hodgdon inserted both of his hands into the ground, and a steel-like stone wall rose up. Puff puff puff puff, the stone wall was shot into a sieve, and the black bullet holes dyed the stone wall a dark brown color. It was obvious that the opponent's firepower was fierce.
Dozens of meters away, the air between the two of them rumbled with muffled thunder. Stone walls seemed to have no end as they stood around Hodgdon. Hodgdon's face did not show any emotion, as if he was the most patient hunter waiting for the moment his opponent took a breather.
"How troublesome!" The blond man frowned, and suddenly took out a special bullet from his trousers and joined the rain of bullets.
Bang!
Amidst the muffled gunshots, there was a faint sound of a bird's cry …
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