It has been 10 days since the Colored Stone Island was sucked into the sky and suspended behind the clouds. William sat on the edge of the island in a daze, looking down at the hazy darkness. Standing behind him was Ghostman Ajin, who was wrapped in bandages like a mummy, and behind Ajin, there were 30 surviving members of the Black Skull Pirates standing scattered.
The others were swallowed up by the roaring mud and storm, and a total of 7 humans and 25 Fishman transformations escaped.
Compared to the mummified human pirates, the 23 Fishmen who climbed out of the mud and stones were in a much better situation. With their terrible physical fitness and healing ability, they could now move freely.
Looking into the distance, there were rugged floating islands everywhere. One by one, they were suspended in the air like inverted vertebrae, strangely rotating clockwise in one direction. When the cold wind blew, some fine sand and stones rubbed and shattered, forming an irregular gravel belt between the islands, like a crisscrossing stone staircase.
Ajin tore off the bandages wrapped around his body, revealing wounds that had obviously begun to grow new flesh. The blood vessels around the wounds protruded horribly, and a few bright green plaques like dermatitis surrounded the wounds, as if they were glued to the newly grown flesh. It looked creepy. He licked his lips and said to William, "The growth and healing speed has accelerated, but this strange plaque is also spreading."
The other pirates who untied the bandages also had ugly faces. It could be seen that the wounds on their bodies were healing at a speed dozens of times faster than usual, but the same bright green plaque appeared around the wounds, as if it was growing from the inside with fresh flesh.
Faint green spots also appeared on the sturdy murlocs' bodies. Even if they were cruelly ripped off together with their flesh, it was useless. The spots would heal and grow back at a faster speed, as if some strange virus had been implanted into their bodies.
William frowned and stared at the plaque growing on his wrist. On the gravel ladder in front of him, a team of burly pirates wearing gas masks moved strange emerald green plants over. As they approached, the air was filled with a pungent fragrance.
The plaque on his body began to itch, and it seemed to be stimulated and began to spread on his body. William jumped back and quickly stepped away from the plants that were being moved.
“daftgreen！”
The man who walked towards them was as pale as a ghost. His thin cheekbones and white teeth took up almost half of his face when he opened his mouth. As soon as he spoke, a strange laughter came out of his nostrils. He glanced at the exposed plaque on everyone's body and said so.
"What?"
"This plaque is a negligible side effect of accelerated growth caused by daft green's toxicity in the air." Indian Go showed a scary smile, and his eyes were strange and fanatical as he gently sniffed the smell in the air. "This is the strange plant of Melville. In addition, there is also a magical plant called I.Q. I have spent almost a lifetime studying them, and in the near future, these results will be shown to the world one by one."
Indian Go commanded the pirates wearing masks to transport the strange plants to Colored Stone Island, and soon they were artificially planted in fertile soil. William stepped back a few steps and looked vigilantly at Indian Go, who was wearing a white coat and greedily sniffing the green dust in the air. Almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, a green plaque appeared on his cheek, but he turned his head and stared at William with nervous eyes. "It seems that you don't know how to appreciate this rare smell, but it doesn't matter. I believe that people who live on the sea will appreciate it."
After saying that, Indian Go took out a small pink bottle from his pocket. Inside it was a concocted medicinal liquid. He gulped it down and the plaque on his face quickly disappeared. Then, he threw the empty bottle to William and said, "I.Q's reagent. Who would have thought that such a delicate and fragile plant would contain such violent power? Even daft green pales in comparison to it."
"Madman, psycho!" William subconsciously caught the empty bottle, and at the same time, he had already labeled Indian Go as an extremely dangerous person in his heart.
"Oh, by the way, this floating island is called Melville, but I prefer to call it the Wild Green Zoo!" Indian Go shook his head and walked away like a waddling penguin.
"Roar!"
A huge roar came from the island in the distance. William's eyes widened as he saw a huge centipede that was dozens of meters long strangling a huge giraffe to death. The poison injected by the green tentacles melted the giraffe into a pool of pus.
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, William subconsciously glanced back, and then took everyone across the gravel belt and walked towards a towering mountain in the center of the island. The mountain was in the shape of a crouching mountain, like a giant roaring lion with its mouth open. Inside the eyes of the giant lion, there was a giant golden ship floating quietly. On the ship, some researchers in white coats were observing the graph on the instrument and drawing a weather forecast pattern.
Under the base of the giant lion, there were thousands of fighting members of the Flying Pirates, who were generally more than five meters tall, like small giants. They were all wearing gas masks on their faces, and their bulging bell-like eyes gave people a dangerous and bloodthirsty feeling.
Golden Lion Shiki stood on the head of the giant lion, half of his body leaning forward 45 degrees. His eyes seemed to penetrate the thick haze of clouds and see through the huge warships on the sea.
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In the Upside Down Mountain, in a merchant ship going against the current, in the dark cabin, Yarlin faintly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of splendor in his eyes, "Melville, is there a giant beast in the plaque? What a big surprise!"
Getting up and walking out of the cabin, looking at the mountains on both sides, Yarlin turned his head and looked at the map of East Blue that was gradually converging in his eyes. The black lines in his eyes flickered frequently, as if he was planning to change a bigger plan.
"The collision between the sea and the sky, hehe ~ The collision will definitely turn the sky upside down!" Yarlin turned his head, and the merchant ship that rushed over the Upside Down Mountain suddenly swooped down, and the waves of the Grand Line suddenly rushed into his eyes. He grinned and laughed, "Look, I have seen the broken old era collapsing, and the new era is coming!"
Magnetic Drum Island!
On the lifeless ice shore, a sheep-headed triangular ship slowly sailed in and stopped …
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