Chapter 508
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Bang!
Wisps of frozen mist crawled on top of the sand tide and soon condensed into a strange layer of ice. The ice suddenly exploded, and countless pieces of frozen sand sputtered in all directions.
The black mist covered the sky with a gloomy chill. A black rope on the ground quietly wrapped around Crocodile's ankle. At the same time, Smoker's figure suddenly solidified behind him. The black hand covered with Armament Haki straightened like a knife and stabbed Crocodile's spine.
"The ground is dry and cracked!"
Crocodile's feet slammed on the ground and the gravel whistled wildly. The whole film suddenly cracked and the sunken ground was like a terrible mouth, biting the fog rope attached to the ground.
Crack!
The fog ropes that were as thick as a child's arm broke apart inch by inch. Crocodile broke free from the shackles around his ankles and his body suddenly fell backward. His whole body was almost touching the ground. He only lightly propped himself up with his hands on the ground and instantly shot backward.
Smoker's palm almost brushed past Crocodile's nose and chest. The gloomy chill made Crocodile's hair stand on end. He raised his hands up, and one of his arms strangely swelled to the thickness of a bucket. Strands of solidified darkness also climbed up his arm.
As a veteran Shichibukai, Crocodile does not pay attention to the practice of Haki, but it is incredible that he doesn't know how to use it at all.
Bang!
A series of rapid collisions, the splashed black mist and gravel burst in the air, as if two pythons swimming against the sand, the ferocious fangs biting and tearing at each other.
Hey!
Smoker's body suddenly burst into billowing black smoke, and a cruel and terrifying grin appeared on his face. Clouds of black smoke were like balloons, constantly expanding and contracting, and wisps of eerie and strange wind drilled into Crocodile's cracked chest.
The bleeding wound trembled, the scarlet flesh turned out, and the blood was reflected with a muddy color, as if some cold dregs had melted with the mist in the blood water.
Crocodile's heart beat violently, and he felt that his eyes were suddenly black. His heart seemed to be caught by an invisible black hand. The cold chill wrapped around his hot heart and he almost couldn't breathe.
Circles of black fog exploded into strands of black snakes that bit at Crocodile. Crocodile's pupils shrank. The moment he clasped his hands together, sand gushed out from between his fingers and turned into a terrifying ghost face with its mouth wide open. A terrifying sandstorm took shape in a breath and rushed forward.
The black snake was crushed and the sandstorm pulled a gully hundreds of meters long on the ground. The desert seemed to be penetrated into a bottomless gully, and some kind of gloomy atmosphere permeated from the gully.
"What is that?"
Crocodile was shocked to see a huge hole torn at the bottom of the desert. The falling sand flowed down the crack. The dark and deep darkness seemed to be connected to the abyss, and the silent horror was looking at him.
"Hiss … Hiss …" A chilling sound came from the abyss, as if some horrifying monster was opening its eyes. Countless dark tentacles surged out from the abyss. Those were … countless black threads as thick as tree roots. They surged out from the bottom like the hair of a female ghost, forming a black tide that surged backward.
"Did you see it? … "
Crocodile's lips trembled. He dodged Smoker who was chasing him and glanced at Yarlin in the other corner of the black abyss. The muscles on his face suddenly stiffened, and his mouth opened in a "nest" shape. The words that were about to come out of his mouth turned into a horrified exhalation.
The extreme horror and shock made his mind crash. This seemed to be far more frightening than Smoker's resurrection. Even the ability to weave words was lost in an instant. He stared at Yarlin and saw … the crazy black tide surging out from the ground condensing into a piece of smooth black silk, which was being stepped on by Yarlin.
"Yes, I think I saw it too!" Yarlin stepped on the spread "black cloth" and walked in the direction of Crocodile step by step. He looked at Crocodile faintly with a malicious smile on his face.
Crocodile took a deep breath, and an indescribable chill covered his whole body. The gloomy chill filled all directions.
"Bang!"
The dark mist slammed into Crocodile's body. Crocodile, who was caught off guard, was knocked to the ground. Smoker's one leg whipped Crocodile's head, and the heavy and fierce force made the latter fall to the ground.
He pressed his body against Crocodile's front and grabbed Crocodile's neck with one hand. The black mist behind his feet pushed forward like an explosion. Crocodile's whole body was stuck on the sand, and the cloak on his back was torn apart. His back was covered with blood and flesh, and the sand scraped a pothole on it.
The cold black mist was strange and sticky, pouring into Crocodile's chest and completely turning into a mist visible to the naked eye. It looked like cotton candy in a child's hand, but it appeared in Crocodile's body and wrapped around the latter's heart so gently and fiercely.
"Thump …"
"Thump …"
It was like a lover's palm caressing the heartbeat of a heart, but with just a little bit of force, the entire heart could be pulled out of the body. Crocodile's eyes widened with all his might. His two crocodile-like eyeballs were about to burst out of their sockets, and the scar across his cheeks was also trembling and twitching with his fearful breathing.
The spreading black "satin" spread over about ten meters above the ground. Yarlin half-squatted down and looked down at Crocodile, who was choked to the ground and could not move. The black-and-white masked swordsman stood behind him with his sword upside down like a sculpture.
The black clouds above his head quietly dispersed, and a deep bolt of lightning split the air. The next moment, Enel, who was standing on the "black carpet" with a dark scepter in his hand, stood side by side with the masked swordsman, Koshiro, behind Arlen, one on the left and one on the right. Their faces were expressionless.
"You …"
Crocodile was lifted up by Yarlin with one hand, and his face happened to meet Yarlin's gaze. He gritted his teeth fiercely, but he did not know what to say. He had too many doubts in his heart, but he did not know where to start.
"What do you want to ask?" Yarlin raised his eyes and glanced at the sky. At the edge of the sky, the first light of dawn shone into the night. The cold sun made the crack in the desert even darker.
Crocodile looked up and stared at Yarlin without blinking. After a while, the corner of his mouth twitched violently, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Kill me!"
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