Sharp, emotionless, his entire body standing there was like a sharp sword with a threatening chill, even the surrounding air seemed to be cut and annihilated.
Race: Human (Nano-level rust bug symbiotic body)
Grade: Level 6 high, can evolve.
Mental strength: 73
Nerve conduction rate: 77
Bone hardness: 84
Muscle activity: 86
Blood density and flow rate: 77
A terrifying and peerless swordsman, the silent and emotionless sword intent could even cut and annihilate breathing. When the blade in his hand was unsheathed, the attack power would increase by several folds.
Ability: Sword!
Current ability development: Top level, Square Sword Domain, within 20 meters there is nothing in the world that cannot be broken!
As time passed, the attributes of the apostles were also steadily increasing. Koshiro's strength was already infinitely close to breaking through ranks, half of his leg had already stepped into level 7. Moreover, his attack power that originally exceeded his body had now risen to an unfathomable level.
"Tenth apostle, Koshiro!"
A concise and comprehensive self-introduction, the voice under the mask converged into a line, as if it also contained a sharpness that pierced through eardrums as it entered William's ears. He saw that around the sword sheath in Koshiro's hand, the air was visibly trembling, as if the ripples of water were continuously shattering and condensing. Threads of lingering aura were hidden and not released, even the steel under his feet seemed to be releasing a "sizzling" scratching sound.
"Apostle!"
William's pupils suddenly contracted, secretly repeating this name in his heart. His lips muttered, "Apostle, is this the meaning of Yarlin's emissary and believer?"
Tenth apostle, that meant that there were at least ten of them!
William's eyes glanced at Koshiro's body. The latter was like a sculpture standing on the deck, his eyes closed as if he was taking a nap. And standing not far from Koshiro's side, there was another who had a pitch-black cloak draped over his body. On his head was a strangely shaped bat hat, under the brim of the hat was a pair of deep protective goggles. Two arms, one long and one short, leaned against his trousers, evil purple lightning circling around one of his arms.
That arm was like a long gun!
Sixth apostle: Twin Fan Oka
Title: Gunman
Race: Human
Grade: Level 6 high, can evolve. (Possesses unknown potential)
Mental strength: 79
Nerve conduction rate: 92
Bone hardness: 67
Muscle activity: 60
Blood density flow rate 82
Ability: Perfect mastery of firearms. His palm can devour any rare bullet that can be processed into a lethal weapon according to his will. At the same time, he has inherited Dalaran's legacy, as well as other strange ingredients that Adams injected into his body. His body is like a strange furnace that is undergoing unknown changes.
[Current Developments: The hybrid bloodline factor in the body has been developed. It combines with the rust worm and other substances to form strange purple electricity that can be freely manipulated.
Van Oka, who had silently entered the high sixth level, released a cold and dangerous aura from his body. He coldly stared at William, the corners of his lips curling up in an indifferent arc. The voice he spat out from his throat was incomparably unpleasant to the ears, yet also exceptionally strange. "Sixth apostle Van Oka, all of this is the arrangement of fate!"
William frowned. He couldn't understand what Van Oka was talking about. He avoided Van Oka's gaze, and a thought popped up in his mind. "These apostles are probably very powerful, but there might be something wrong with their brains!"
William was confused by Gana's psychotic behavior, but it didn't matter. He pursed his lips and asked, "Are there ten apostles in total?"
"Hehe …"
Van Oka let out a laugh that was hard to understand. He didn't answer William's question. William had asked for a snub, so he pursed his lips. He observed the two apostles for a while and vaguely understood. "Yarlin has sent me a sword and a gun!"
The battleship that rose rapidly quickly broke through the clouds. Following the trajectory in William's memory, it headed in the direction of the sky island. The steel fleet moved as fast as lightning, sticking close to the clouds.
Three days later, the sun shone brightly!
The steel fleet that was emitting dense cold air entered the White Sea. They were one meter above the sea level, floating strangely. William stood at the bow of the ship. The silhouette of the sky island in the distance was reflected in his eyes. On the green giant trees that towered into the sky, some pitch-black smoke spread out, as if they were on fire.
The fleet sailed through the White Sea, following the route where the sea currents converged, and passed through the deathly silent entrance to heaven. The Heaven's Gate that was built by the clouds was still the same as when William had left it last time. In the ruins of the white house beside it, there was a torn and smelly corpse.
Beside the corpse were two pieces of rotten wings. William frowned slightly. "It's the corpse of the old supervisor. Why hasn't anyone come to clean it up after so many days?"
Looking into the distance, the black smoke that was burning on the giant tree formed a layer of spreading black fog. There was a faint roar of terrifying thunder and lightning. William raised his hands, and the steel battleships around him all began to accelerate to the maximum. The monsters and pirates on the ships were like hyenas and sharks that had smelled blood, and they began to boil with rage.
The huge fleet floated in the air, like a terrible haze covering the sky. On the cloud island below the giant tree, people came out from their homes and gathered together to stare at the burning giant tree and the raging thunder and lightning in horror. Their pale faces became more horrified and panicked.
Cornice, with a harp on her back, looked at the ferocious skull that occupied her field of vision. The steel-like battleship and the dark skull at the bottom of the ship. Even the sound of thunder and lightning and the black smoke of the burning flames seemed to be dispelled by the rolling wind for a while.
"What is this?"
A sense of terror and unfamiliar oppression enveloped the island. The huge steel fleet sailed to the top of the giant tree. Obviously, in addition to Luffy and others, the Sky Island had ushered in a group of uninvited guests. Cornice thought so worriedly.
However, it was impossible to predict which side William's sudden entrance would make the balance between Luffy and Enel collapse, or what kind of unexpected changes would occur.
At the top of the giant tree, there was an island of soil, as if it was being lifted up by the giant tree. At this moment, the rumbling thunder surrounded it, the exploding soil and blood splashed, and the strong smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of soil was inhaled by William's nose.
The ground was full of corpses of Sandians and Protoss soldiers, the smashed trees were burning, and the sound of explosions and roars suddenly quieted down.
Everyone looked at the steel fleet, dumbfounded, and their brains seemed to have a blue screen in an instant.
"What is that?"
Sauron forced Ohm, the priest in charge of the "Iron Trial", to retreat with a sword, and at the same time, the dancing blade left a few bloody marks on the opponent's body. His feet suddenly stopped, and a dark shadow covered his entire field of vision.
William twitched his nose, stepped out of the bow, and stood at a high point. The fleet surrounded him. He gently breathed in the air and suddenly grinned, "I feel like I didn't come at the right time, hahaha …"
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