Row after row of exploded heads, and the blood that splattered out was like an open vase, falling down along the spiral staircase in the dock. Poison Q continuously gnawed on the apple, intoxicated by the rich smell of blood in the air. The fresh blood of life flowing away was the most fragrant aroma to him.
"Yo, tell me where the Galley-la Corporation stores their confidential documents." Lafayette spun his cane towards a foreman. The cane spun so fast that it formed a series of afterimages. His voice carried a strange tone as it drilled into the foreman's eardrums.
"Over there …"
The foreman had a dull expression as if he was hypnotized. He raised his hand and pointed to a room next to the spiral staircase.
"Very good, you can die now."
Lafayette's mouth curved upwards. His voice was strange but gentle.
The foreman's eyes were muddled. Then, he picked up a broken spear on the ground and abruptly stabbed the sharp end of the spear into his own throat.
Puff!
He used so much strength that half of his neck was crushed. His head was twisted to the side, and there was a silly smile on his face, which made people's hair stand on end.
"Killing is a kind of art. Don't be so rough." Lafayette looked down on the way Poison Q stuffed the apple. He stepped over the corpse on the ground and walked towards the secret room.
Poison Q speechlessly glanced at the corpse with a strange expression on the ground and cursed in his heart. He then turned into the corridor on the side. Marshall D Teach didn't care and followed behind.
Almost at the same time, Franky and Straw Hat rushed in and quickly ran around the spiral staircase to the top floor.
"They're all dead!"
Franky glanced at the corpses of the foremen. He knew most of the workers. His heart sank as the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.
The originally congested staircase was now dripping with blood. Stepping on it was sticky and wet. Running to the top floor, they walked into a corridor that was beyond recognition. The floor and walls were peeling off, revealing white bones. The calcified bones covered the floor, looking very horrifying.
The door was open, and the walls inside the room were also corroded by bones. It was like a prison made of bones. Only the opposite bone wall had a crack that could allow a person to pass through.
On the ground, there were a few broken pieces of corpses and minced meat. It was impossible to piece them together into a human shape. On the wall, there was a corpse riddled with holes. A crying pigeon was perched on the top hat of the corpse.
Beside the crushed desk and chair, there was a broken hand lying in a pool of blood. There was a tattoo on the back of the hand. Franky's vision turned black as he knelt in the pool of blood, his body trembling violently.
"Franky!"
Luffy and the others stared at the crying Franky and felt uncomfortable. Just as they were about to comfort him, their expressions suddenly changed and they turned their heads.
On the sunken ceiling, there was a strange distortion on the calcified bones. The light seemed to have been distorted nearby, and only a blurry outline could be seen. It should be a person.
"Even Lucci is dead. Really, if you listened to my suggestion and threw out Bruno, we wouldn't have been wiped out. How stupid!"
Although the voice was filled with regret, there was no trace of pity. There was only sinister cruelty and ridicule. The moment the Spartia lion and Soundless Owl were killed by Dodge, they cleverly didn't show themselves. Instead, they quietly left behind Franky.
He followed the straw hats back to Eiseburg's office. Therefore, he could be said to have passed by Yarlin without anyone noticing. He didn't realize that the "person" he was searching for was on the same island as him.
"Franky, give me Pluto's blueprint, and I can let you go."
As he spoke, the distorted shadow swooped down. A spiral ripple appeared in the air, and an arm covered with horrifying tattoos stretched out. The fist carried a strong smell of blood as it ruthlessly pierced towards Franky's head. It didn't seem like he had any intention of letting Franky go.
"This distance is still not safe. We must quickly get the blueprint and leave to avoid attracting the apostles."
Although his attack was ruthless, his mind was like lightning. Spartia was sure that the apostles' first target was Bruno, but who could guarantee that after they succeeded, they would covet Pluto's blueprint.
A fierce wind covered the top of his head. Franky raised his head and let out an angry howl. He suddenly jumped up as if there was a spring under his feet. With a shake of his hand, his right hand turned into a spinning drill. The biting cold light shattered the shadow.
Pieces of black cloth that had been torn apart floated down. Then, he raised his other hand at lightning speed. His wrist split open, revealing a dense number of gun holes.
Da da da …
Dense fire snakes swept out, shattering the floating black shadows.
"Lower your voice, I don't want to attract the apostles!" The shattered shadow dissipated, and a circle of distorted ripple appeared in the air. The thin air surrounded Franky.
Suddenly, a strange and boundless power seemed to twist the surrounding air into a python and fixed him in place. Franky felt like an insect trapped in amber. Not only could he not move his hands and feet, but even the air he breathed was pulled away. A strong sense of suffocation rushed into his heart.
Spartia's fist smashed into Franky's eye socket. It sounded like a glass bead shattering. Scarlet blood mixed with the dregs of the lens flowed out of the eye socket. Spartia tilted his head, causing the rubber fist to deviate and hit the wall on the other side.
"You mentioned the apostles just now?"
Steam rose from the top of Luffy's head. His body was like an overloaded machine, turning red and boiling. He viciously stared at Spartia, whose face couldn't be seen clearly. He stomped on the ground and blasted a hole in the ground. The rumbling wind reverberated. Luffy's entire body was like a rocket that had been launched.
The black shadow was surprised, and the corner of his clothes fluttered in the wind. A pair of distorted eyes glanced at Luffy, and a vortex appeared in the air.
Keng!
A sudden burst of bright sword light cut the twisting vortex in half. Sauron grabbed Luffy, only to see that the latter's two arms suddenly burst open with countless small wounds, and blood spurted out.
"Don't be rash, this guy's ability is very strange!" Zoro held Wado Ichimonji with one hand and coldly stared at the distorted shadow.
"Although I really want to know the apostles' true identity, the most important thing is Pluto's blueprint!" Spartia stuck a finger into Franky's eye socket, and his neck twisted strangely. He did not look like a human's neck as he licked his lips and said, "Last chance, tell me where the blueprint is!"
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