The rising heat annihilated Mr. 5's hair in an instant, and his body cracked open. What was exposed below was not flesh and blood, but a dazzling white light. It was as if a scorching sun had exploded. The terrifying flare of light engulfed Mr. 5's body in an instant. The center of the explosion first collapsed strangely, and then suddenly rebounded and expanded. It was as if thunder reverberated in everyone's ears, and the sweeping high temperature and flames engulfed the entire coast.
All of this took a long time to describe, but in fact, it only took a moment. Doflamingo saw a strange grayish-white color spreading from the corner of Mr. 5's mouth and immediately erased his facial features, and then like ripples in the center of a lake, it silently spread to the surroundings.
The flames were grayish-white, which was the result of the extremely high temperature that was mixed with the dying struggle to reproduce. The number of rust insects that Adams had injected into Mr. 5's body was dozens of times more than that of a normal suicide bomber.
Even the sound of the explosion was drowned out by the white flames, and the strong smell of death was like a beautiful white paper that was soaked without any resistance. One by one, the cadres of the Donquixote Family were infected by the white flames and turned into charred corpses.
Silence, dead silence!
After a full two minutes, the grayish-white flames slowly dissipated, and the entire beach was dyed black. The gravel was melted into a black glass liquid by the high temperature, and the same black smoke rose into the air. The liquid glass flowed into the sea, and the turbid steam rolled out. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and it drifted along the beach with the wind.
The iron pillar of the parasol turned into molten iron, and Trebol's body was covered with a layer of hot mucus. Under the mucus was a short corpse that had been roasted into charcoal. Suddenly, the corpse turned outwards, and Doflamingo got up from the ground. His whole body's clothes were corroded by the high temperature, and his naked body was wrapped in a circle of collapsed threads like a cocoon. The black iron-like luster of Armament Haki covered the surface of his body.
Doflamingo stared at the tragic scene on the ground. He didn't know how many cadres of the Donquixote Family had died. He turned his head and looked at the factory behind him. The aftermath of the explosion spread, and the ground was covered with the corpses of the workers. He opened his mouth and exhaled smoke. His teeth were clenched so hard that his cheeks were about to be broken. The killing intent in his chest was so strong that he felt like his ribs were about to break.
"Ya Erlin, I'll f * cking kill you!" Doflamingo's eyes were bloodshot, and blood was dripping from the corners of his eyes. He was so angry that his lips trembled uncontrollably. He wanted to kill Ya Erlin, torture him to death … No, he wanted to kill Ya Erlin so badly that Ya Erlin wouldn't dare to crawl back to the mortal realm from hell!
On the other side!
Sha Crocodile listened to the busy tone from the phone and hung up the phone with an uncertain expression. He took out a cigar from a special tin box and put it in his mouth. He lit it with a metal lighter, took a deep puff, and blew out a smoke ring.
"What happened?" Nicole Robin habitually stood in the shadows in the corner. She closed the book and glanced at Crocodile.
"A man who was supposed to be dead has come back to life. This is not a simple accident. I'm afraid it will turn into a disaster." Crocodile knew how difficult it was to deal with an enemy hiding in the dark. Since Yarlin's death, the enemy had completely disappeared from his sight. "The enemy is in the dark, and I'm in the light. This is not good!"
One had walked out from behind the scenes and exposed himself to the sunlight, while the other had used his death to hide in the darkness once more. The situation had been cleverly reversed, and Arlen had firmly grasped the initiative between offense and defense. No one knew where he was hiding, or when he would suddenly reveal himself and reveal his deadly fangs.
"How can you not be dead? You were clearly dismembered. How did you survive? " Sha Crocodile couldn't understand. Although there were many incredible Devil Fruits in this world, it was still a fantasy to bring a minced body back to life. He couldn't figure out how Yarlin did it. "Did he really crawl back from hell as he said?"
There was another sentence. "Your face?" At that time, through the phone, Sha Crocodile paid attention to the three words that still carried Doflamingo's surprised tone.
Shaking his head, Crocodile temporarily put all kinds of incredible speculations in his mind to the back of his mind. He stared at Nicole Robin and asked, "Does hell really exist? Did someone come back from the dead in history? "
Nicole Robin, the vice president of the Baroque studio, was also an outstanding archaeologist and historian. Her purpose was to pursue the missing history, a blank history that the world government tried to hide. At the same time, she was wanted by the world government. She had survived the Navy's "Demon Order" when she was a child and was labeled as the "Demon of O 'Hara".
She had been hiding in the dark for years until she was found by Crocodile with ulterior motives. His main purpose was to use Nicole Robin's ability to find ancient weapons.
Ancient weapons were a blank history. Legend had it that there were three weapons from ancient times that could destroy the world and were titled "God". They were Pluto, Neptune, and Sky King.
The clues of ancient weapons were hidden in the Poneglyph, and the ancient text in the Poneglyph could only be recognized by archaeologists, and it was possible to find the lost module of the Poneglyph.
Crocodile learned from Nicole Robin that one of the ancient weapons, "Pluto", was likely to be hidden in Alabasta. This was the real reason why he wanted to control the country.
"There are descriptions of hell in myths and legends, but they are all absurd stories. In official historical documents, the existence of hell has never been verified. However, I once read a book in O'Hara's library, and it mentioned that the soul of a human will fall into the underworld after death. There is a devil fruit in the world called the underworld that can give a person a second life and return to the human world from the underworld after death. However, there is very little information about this special fruit, and the book did not record what the underworld fruit user saw in hell." Nicole Robin recalled for a moment before she said, "If you are asking if anyone in history can come back from the dead, then the record of the Acheron fruit is true, then it should have existed."
"Acheron fruit?" Crocodile narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself. The direction of his thoughts seemed to have deviated to other places.
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