The flames were dazzling, and the crimson flesh and blood splashed out from his body. Dalaran's body did not look intact, and it was a tragic sight. His handsome face had been blown apart, revealing his pale cheekbones. However, he let out a hollow laugh, and his ruby-like eyes stared fiercely at Ace.
The sinister and sharp cry of pain pierced Ace's eardrums. He looked at the badly mutilated figure in the flames, but there was no smile on his face. He lowered his head and looked at the fine wounds on his right hand. There were dozens of small wounds all over his right hand, and black blood was flowing out from every wound.
The black blood clots emitted a rancid smell, and every wound was filled with abscesses. The muscles on his small wrist were strangely swollen and black, and extended to his forearm. Blood vessels protruded from his skin and flesh, and black blood dregs flowed inside them. Ace felt his heart sink, as if it was being gripped by a ghost's hand.
Every drop of blood in his body was boiling and "moaning". A terrifying sense of hunger followed the circulation of his blood and engulfed every inch of his body. That sense of hunger made Ace feel as if his organs had turned into gluttons, and they were greedily salivating at the blood vessels, muscles, and bones around his organs.
His organs wanted to eat his flesh and blood!
Ace was shocked by the horrifying thought that rose in his mind. What was even more frightening was that even if he had turned into a sea of fire and elemental transformation, he could not get rid of that sense of hunger. This was because the poisonous blood had already mixed into his blood vessels and seeped into the blood and organs in his body.
Elemental transformation was just a state that was similar to turning into a void. It could not strip away his own body, and it was even more impossible to reconstruct a body!
Those functions were within the domain of cloning and soul transfer!
"How did I do it?" Ace clenched his fist, and the flesh on the back of his hand cracked open. Those fine cracks looked like wounds left by a knife, but Ace knew that was not the case.
The fireflies extinguished, and Dalaran, whose flesh was torn open and his bones exposed, walked out of the flames with his mouth twitching. His entire body was covered in burnt flesh, and with every step he took, he grimaced in pain. However, he tore off the burnt flesh and threw it away without any hesitation. At the same time, he said darkly to Ace, "That's why I said I hate fire the most. Hehehe … Are you wondering how I hurt you? Hehehe … Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Dalaran's burnt flesh was torn off, but there was no blood gushing out of it. Instead, a vortex formed on the flesh wound and began to precipitate and calcify into fine bones. The outside of the bones was covered with moist blood troughs and dried and solidified blood scabs.
His handsome cheeks were covered with a few scabs that destroyed the overall beauty. Dalaran stood there like a rag doll with countless holes that had been filled and sewn together. He looked horrifying. He rubbed the blood from the corner of his mouth and said darkly, "The blood transformed by the rust insects is very difficult to burn and melt. As long as it touches the skin, it doesn't need to cause damage to the epidermis at all. It can drill through the pores and penetrate directly into the blood vessels!"
"Because there is no direct damage, it deceives the immunity of elemental transformation. These wounds are not caused by the outside, but by the blood overflowing into the blood vessels and bursting from the inside!" Ace's expression was hazy. "You don't need to use Armament Haki to cover it, but instead use a sinister and strange method!"
This was the first time Ace had encountered such a situation. It even broke his self-confidence in Logia's ability. He once thought that Logia's ability was absolutely superior to other Logia's ability.
A terrifying sense of hunger invaded his entire body. Ace felt as if all his rationality was burning. His brain that was wrapped in his skull was also swaying around like delicious tofu pudding. Ace was horrified by his uncontrollable thoughts. For a moment, he even wanted to explode his own skull and taste his own brain.
The aroma of Sanji's corpse, which was being roasted at a high temperature, seeped into Ace's nose and attracted the gluttonous bug in his heart. He bit his lips hard and moved his gaze away from Sanji's thigh with great difficulty. He let out a deep roar from his throat and pounced towards Dalaran.
Most of the strange techniques used by Devil Fruit users, as well as the various incredible damage and effects caused by them, would be removed at the same time as killing the user (caster).
Ace didn't know whether the situation in his body belonged to the above situation, but he obviously had no other way. He could only stake everything on one throw and race against time to kill Dalaran before his reason was completely drowned by hunger!
There was a crackling sound in the air, and a scorching wave of air hit his face, followed by Ace's ferocious face. The terrifying Armament Haki was like a wild ink dizzying his arms, and like two black dragons from the sea of fire, he slammed into Dalaran's head.
"Hahahahaha-"
Dalaran narrowed his eyes and let out a strange, shrill laugh from his nostrils. Turbid blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. Countless dark, rusty dregs were wriggling and multiplying in the blood, merging into numerous swirls.
The fist went straight in, and the scorching flames shattered the vortex. Some blood clots melted and silently seeped into Ace's body, but he did not dodge. Instead, his fist fiercely smashed into Dalaran's face, which was smiling strangely.
The blood scabs that had just healed split open, his cheeks trembled, and several teeth were broken. Along with the falling blood scabs, Dalaran flew backward like a kite with a broken string. Ace followed him like a shadow, his chest was violently moving up and down like a bellows. His neck, chest, and back had fine wounds festering from the flesh. He exuded a stench that couldn't be evaporated by the flames, and his red eyes made an inhuman roar from his throat.
Dalaran was attacked back and forth in midair like a rag doll. His solidified blood calcium and bones were shattered one after another, and the blood vessels that gushed out from his body were all burned up by the flames. However, he kept letting out a sinister and crazy laugh, his deep and bloodthirsty eyes staring straight at Ace.
Every piece of broken blood bone and every drop of broken blood vessel in his body will turn into a pervasive poisonous blood spot that corrodes into Ace's body. "You are in a hurry to kill me, but it's not that simple!"
Ace's fist was like a blade that smashed his heart, and the arm that penetrated his body was like a rusty shovel that lifted Dalaran in the air. Dalaran snorted, his chest straightened, and his hands struggled to grab the arm that was crushing his heart. His lowered head revealed a sinister smile. "As long as the blood can still flow in the body, humans won't die even if their hearts are broken!"
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