The scarlet fire snake reflected back and forth in the mirror, as if an endless fire snake was gradually lingering, sealing the entire space more and more narrow. The space was eroded by the fire snake, and Baby-5's arm was grazed by the fire snake. Blood dripped from the wound, and the wound was so deep that her bones could be seen.
A streak of fire almost brushed past her forehead. The bangs in front of her forehead were broken, and a thin crack appeared on her goggles. Then, with a cracking sound, the goggles broke off from the frame and fell to the ground.
Baby-5's eyes widened in horror. Through the empty frame, the naked eye almost subconsciously looked into the mirror for a moment. Inside, Marine's empty and indifferent eyes looked over. In front of Marine, a virtual outline instantly condensed into an image.
Baby-5 looked at herself in the mirror. Her whole scalp seemed to explode, and there was a strange numbness on the back of her neck. The dense goosebumps were like floating meat lumps. It was as if a cold and slippery palm was touching her body.
"I see you!"
In the mirror, Gana's mouth evoked a sickly arc. He gently raised a palm and touched Baby-5's mirror image. To be precise, he touched Baby-5's neck from behind.
"How do you feel?"
Gladius's small eyes shrank into vertical lines. He immediately turned his head to look at the horrified Baby-5. He saw that Baby-5 seemed to have been immobilized. Her whole body was stiff in place, her skin and flesh were trembling, and her pair of pupils shrank sharply. She seemed to be extremely frightened.
"Someone is strangling my neck from behind!" Baby-5's teeth trembled. She could feel the cold fingers against the back of her head, as if they would pierce her spine at any time.
Gladius saw that Baby-5's back was empty. He slashed his hand behind Baby-5, creating a ripple in the air. In the mirror, Gana's hand was still on Baby-5's neck. He even slid his hand forward as if he was caressing a lover, reaching for Baby-5's throat.
Baby-5's face began to turn purple. She felt as if her throat was being strangled by a pair of steel pliers. Her breath was getting weaker and weaker. She felt as if Gana's head was resting on her shoulder and gently exhaling on her cheek. The extremely evil aura of death with a turbulent wave of fear washed over her body.
"A meaningless struggle. My ability is simply unfathomable to the weak like you!" In the mirror, Gana's body seemed to have overlapped with Baby-5's. His head was strangely hanging on Baby-5's shoulder, and there was a dark silver metallic glow on his face. The corners of his mouth curled into a playful smile. "You're the only one left. Are you going to continue to resist, or are you going to obediently come with me?"
This sentence was directed at Gladius. The decorative gears on Gladius' body were spinning wildly, and his body began to expand rapidly as if he would explode at any time. He stared at Gana in the mirror, but he did not see any expression on Gana's face. All he saw was an indifferent sneer.
"I like to enjoy the bright fireworks!" Gana snapped his fingers, and the fire snakes that filled the sky dissipated. He looked coldly at Gladius, who had expanded into a ball, and said, "The flames of the explosion will devour every inch of skin and flesh. I can watch this scene repeatedly for a long time without getting tired of it. Oh, by the way, I can't let you all die. Someone has to bring back the gift we gave to Doflamingo!"
Outside the finger-sized gap between the mirrors, a mirror suddenly floated up from the sea and landed accurately on the deck. At the same time, Gana in the mirror pulled Baby-5's hand back. In reality, Baby-5 felt as if she was a kite with a broken string. She staggered and slammed into the mirror behind her. Then, her whole body melted into the mirror as if she had fallen into a pool of water.
On the other side, a whirlpool emerged from the mirror on the deck, and Baby-5, whose face was pale, stumbled out of the mirror. She looked as if she had seen a ghost, and her blank eyes seemed to be thinking about what had just happened. The smell of smoke and hot gunpowder rushed into her nostrils.
She was very familiar with this smell. Gladius had this explosive smell all year round, and the sudden change in the scene in front of her, the other man on the deck who took off his hood, also gave her a similar feeling that made her heart jump.
"So, you are the one who will lead the way!"
Mr. 5's deep and hoarse voice sounded as if there was a gunpowder smell in his breath. His hair was like an explosion, and there was a clear mark on his neck, like a mark left by a snake's teeth. Mr. 5 turned his head and stared at Baby-5. There seemed to be a terrible flame burning in his dark pupils.
"Lead the way?" Baby-5 touched the loosened skin on her neck. The cold sensation was gone, but she still didn't dare to act rashly. The man with the afro in front of her gave her the same feeling of danger. The air on the deck was much hotter than anywhere else.
"Take me to see Doflamingo. The legion has a gift that I need to give to him personally." Mr. 5 flicked his palm at the air at the stern of the boat, and the recoil from the explosion pushed the boat along the river. The sails fluttered in the wind. He looked at Baby-5 impatiently and said, "Don't tell me you don't know the way?" Baby-5's words were laced with murderous intent. "Don't tell me you don't know the way."
"Don't you have to wait for the battle over there to end?" This question lingered in Baby-5's mind, but she didn't dare to ask. She took the broken frame off the bridge of her nose and replied, "I know the way."
"Very good!" Mr. 5 was a man of few words. He pointed to the rudder and said, "You control the direction. We have to speed up!"
Baby-5 glanced at the space surrounded by mirrors on the coast. The mirrors of the halo reflected the moonlight and silver frost, and she couldn't see what was inside. She could only see what seemed to be a flickering fire through the narrow gaps between the mirrors. She withdrew her gaze and knew that Gladius was probably dead. At the same time, she felt a little lucky that she was the one chosen to lead the way.
"What does he mean by the legion? It doesn't sound like the Navy. " Baby-5 held the rudder stiffly to control the direction of the ship. Mr. 5 stood at the stern of the ship, his fingers hanging down diagonally. His fingertips continuously pointed at the river, and the air exploded as if it was solid. The turbulent waves and the splashing force pushed the hull to speed up. Soon, they drew a winding white line in the river and disappeared from the range of Alabasta.
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