Second Apostle: Dodge
Title: Accelerator, Ghost Teleporter!
Second Broodmother (Guardian of Alabasta's Pyramid)
Race: Human
Grade: Intermediate Level 6, Evolvable
Mental Strength 85
Nerve Conduction Rate 84
Bone Hardness 59
Muscle Activity 62
Blood Density Flow Rate 89
Ability: Accelerator Fruit can increase one's own speed (such as cell division, blood flow, muscle growth). At the same time, through contact, it can change a certain speed of the object it touches, limited to acceleration!
Current Development: Intermediate!
Note: The fruit's ability and parasitic rust bugs produce horrifying chemical changes in the body. He is the only apostle who can completely unleash the unimaginable ability of controlling rust bugs!
Dodge's broken wrist hung by the side of his trousers. A round flesh hole appeared on his chest. The edges of the hole were secreted tissue fluid from cells. Circles of new granulation were wriggling.
The Rusty Ghost Baby floated strangely in the air. Its two young, thin, and ferocious hands covered in mottled rust patterns each grabbed a piece of bloody flesh. There were even a few teeth stuck on the flesh. They were so rusty that they looked like rotten teeth in an old man's mouth.
The Rusty Ghost Baby made a strange noise that sounded like a baby crying. In reality, it was the sound of countless wriggling rust bugs resonating through the surface of its body. It turned its bloated and ugly body curiously. A pale eyeball appeared on its barrel-shaped body, staring straight at Vincent Moke Niji.
That gaze was cold and indifferent, but it carried a trace of strange curiosity. It was like a child who had been locked up in a house for a long time and found a new toy.
Vincent Moke Niji wiped his burning cheeks. He stared vigilantly at Dodge who lovingly stuffed the Rusty Ghost Baby back into his chest. The corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally, and a strong chill rose in his heart.
Even though he didn't understand why the opponent didn't continue attacking, Niji instinctively felt a strong sense of malice enveloping him from all directions.
"Your goggles fell to the ground!"
The sinister and mocking voice was like the judgment of the Grim Reaper. It passed through the cold mirror prison. The hoarse and cold voice passed through the ripples on the surface of the mirror and into the air, echoing in the sealed mirror prison over and over again!
It was as if someone had turned on a recorder, and the recorded voice whispered in Vincent Moke Niji's ears over and over again. At first, the voice was slightly low, like sleep-talking, then gradually became louder and sharper, as if countless mental patients were screaming hysterically in his mind.
Niji's face suddenly changed. He looked at himself reflected in the mirror, and his heart inexplicably fell to the bottom. He only felt a gloomy chill coming out of his body, as if there was a cold snake in his chest, and the wet and gloomy scales were swimming around his heart.
Humans were always used to overlooking some insignificant details, such as when their body was reflected in the mirror, from the beginning, or from the moment when a goggle was taken off!
"The eyes are the window to the soul. Through your eyes, I can see into your heart, the cold and sinister soul that is terrified and fearful!" Gana stood behind the mirror, or more precisely, behind Niji's reflection in the mirror. One of his hands was quietly placed on Niji's back, as if half of his arm had already sunk into the mirror and was caressing his lover.
"Oh, I'm holding it!" Gana's gaze passed through the mirror and met Niji's flickering eyes.
Even though the man didn't say what he was holding, Niji understood what he was trying to say. Instantly, a chill ran down his spine and engulfed his whole body.
Gana was holding his heart!
"You …" Niji's pupils shrunk to the size of a needle. The frantic warning from every cell in his body made Niji rush towards the mirror. His instincts told him that if he didn't break the mirror immediately, something terrible would happen to him.
The sound of footsteps could be heard, and the glaring lightsaber bloomed with dazzling spots of light. Strangely, it couldn't cover the figure in the mirror. Logically speaking, such a blinding light should have completely replaced the image in the mirror, but the image in the mirror was still gloomy and dark.
Gana's figure was still standing there, his empty eyes staring coldly at Vincent Moke Niji's lightsaber that was descending from the sky.
Arcs of electricity circled around the mirror, and the light was scorching. What a dazzling scene!
Unfortunately, it was too late!
"The mirror reflects the world. Tell me, what's the difference between the person reflected in the mirror and the person outside?" Gana asked, puzzled. "I've always felt that the moment the person reflected in the mirror, the person outside and the person in the mirror had quietly switched bodies!"
"In other words, the real you has been imprisoned in the mirror, and the you outside is just a walking corpse that has lost your soul and is maintaining the habit of deceiving yourself!"
Niji's eyelids twitched wildly. He didn't understand what Gana was talking about, but the eerie coldness in the words made him feel an indescribable sense of danger.
"Ahhhh!"
Vincent Moke Niji felt as if his heart was being gripped by a ghost's claw, and the breath he exhaled from his mouth and nose was cold as ice. He roared as if he had gone mad, and the light sword in his hand continuously pierced through the barriers in the air, piercing the ripples on the mirror like lightning.
The terrifying whirlpool and twisting power seemed like it was going to break his blade. He gritted his teeth and stabbed the blade inch by inch into the mirror. The tip of the blade penetrated the mirror and slowly moved towards Gana's forehead.
A slight cracking sound came from the mirror. It was as if a slight crack had appeared on the ripples.
"You don't understand? What a pity. " Gana stared indifferently at Vincent Moke Niji's ferocious strike. Unfortunately, the power transmitted through the blade was not enough. It was still lacking a little bit, and this little bit was the difference between life and death. "What I mean is, if the person in the mirror dies, can the person outside the mirror still live?"
Poof!
It sounded like a balloon bursting. Niji's movements suddenly froze. He lowered his head in shock, and a red flower of blood appeared on his black windbreaker.
In the mirror, Gana slowly pulled out his hand and opened his palm. On it was a heart full of holes. The heart was still beating, but it was getting weaker and weaker.
"That's my heart!" Vincent Moke Niji stared unblinkingly at his heart in the mirror. His Adam's apple bobbed as he spat out a mouthful of hot blood. His mouth moved, but he seemed to have no strength to make a sound. "My heart has been dug out!"
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