A cold glint flashed. Muir was vigilant against Gana in the mirror as he violently hacked at the countless arms that were coming at him. He had no way of breaking out of this situation even if he was injured. How could he have expected the dead Vista to suddenly rush in front of him and slash at him without any explanation?
The series of strange and horrifying events made Muir's head almost stop spinning. The murloc, who was filled with more seawater than brain matter, felt that he could no longer understand this world!
He looked at Vista's eyes. In the deep and emotionless coldness, strands of black lines wrapped around his eyeballs. It was as if there was another strange figure watching him from the depths of those eyes.
The slash of the blade fell. Muir, who was caught off guard, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The space in front of him was like a silver bottle that had been broken. The entire invisible space was split in half by this slash.
Under the cover of the blade, the entire space was locked by a terrifying aura. Even if Muir reacted at this moment, he would not be able to dodge.
Seeing that he had nowhere to hide, Muir took a deep breath. The next moment, all the muscles in his body suddenly expanded. His tendons and bones tightened, and his skeleton expanded. He suddenly grew two heads taller on the spot. Scale-like ripples floated on his muscles, and his thick neck and back bulged.
Suddenly, he took half a step to the side. His waist exerted strength, and his elbows were like two harpoons that smashed through the air. He brazenly faced the blade that was slashing down.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding rang out. The blade cracked and shattered. The broken blade pierced into Muir's elbow, cutting off a large piece of flesh and white bone.
The next moment, Muir howled. His elbow carried a strong wind and struck over. Vista grinned. The broken blade in his hand turned extremely quickly. The moment he bent his elbow, his wrist strangely shrank back. The light of the blade flowed strangely. It disappeared like a handful of black water. Then, it nimbly flipped at his fingertips. Next, it was a reverse.
In an instant, the air shattered. The broken saber was stuck into the elbow, and half of the arm was cut off. Muir's ferocious nature was aroused, and the remaining broken elbow smashed into Vista's chest as usual. The latter immediately flew out like a cannonball and smashed into a mirror, causing trembling ripples to ripple.
"Heh, it's not good to waste fresh blood and flesh!"
A cold and deep voice echoed in the Mirror Prison. Blackbeard, who was fighting fiercely with Ace, had a change in expression. He was very familiar with this voice. "It's Yarlin. Is he finally going to show himself?"
The voice reverberated in Muir's ears. It sounded like someone was whispering. A pitch-black crack suddenly appeared in front of Muir. Countless pitch-black threads gushed out and hissed madly. They were like bloodthirsty vipers that smelled blood. They viciously bit at Muir's severed elbow.
The blade had sunk into it, leaving only a piece of skin hanging on it. It was torn off by the black thread. Mu Er's expression changed. He clenched his other hand together like a knife and waved it wildly. When he slashed at the black thread, it was as if he couldn't exert any force. The cold wind only broke a dozen or so black threads, but the remaining black threads immediately wrapped around his wrist.
Pull, pull, terrifying power. It was as if a huge beast was pulling him towards the dark crack. At the same time, the black lines that came out of the crack mysteriously condensed into a human figure.
"Yin Crack!"
A strange light appeared on a finger. The pitch-black shadow condensed into a beam of thread. A crack appeared in space and pierced straight through Muir's shoulder.
Cold black gas floated out of the black finger hole. The skin and flesh in Muir's wound rapidly rotted and withered. A shapeless shadow wriggled in the flesh and blood, as if an invisible Yin snake was gnawing at his flesh and blood.
Boom!
Fierce cannon fire blossomed. Terrifying fire snakes slithered about, shattering the surrounding mirrors and wax figures into smithereens. Coulier, who was panting and covered in blood, charged over.
A spinning cannonball shot out from the barrel of the gun, blowing up the black threads wrapped around the hook. Muir quickly broke free from the black threads, but the black threads were like living creatures. Even though they were cut, they were like tenacious "earthworms". Even if their bodies were broken, they could still survive for a long time. They wriggled crazily and burrowed into his body through the wounds on his shoulders and elbows.
"Ahhhhh —"
It was as if countless ants were drilling into his body. Muir pulled the threads off his body and threw them on the ground, crushing them into pieces.
"Couliere, Muir, why don't we put aside our grudges and charge out first?"
Marshall D. Teach stared at Yarlin who was standing in the center of the field. Surrounding Yarlin, the black robed apostles emitted a cold and strange aura. The most shocking thing was that Vista and Poison were also standing there, using the same strange and strange gaze to lock onto him.
"Dead? Alive? Are they being controlled by Yarlin … So, Ace is also like this … What a terrifying ability! " Marshall D. Teach took a deep breath. "There is actually such a strange and evil ability. This feeling is even more terrifying than Whitebeard's ability. If only I could have such a strange ability …"
A greedy thought emerged in Marshall D. Teach's heart. He swallowed his saliva fiercely, then he restrained the desire in his eyes and said to Coulier and Muriel in a deep voice: "You have seen it too. Compared to me, Blackbeard, this Marine is the real danger. He designed this trap to take all of our lives …"
"Don't try to brush yourself off so cleanly. The original plan was proposed by you. I just made some slight changes to your script." Yarlin looked at everyone meaningfully and said faintly, "In order to ring the bell of the new era and give the great Whitebeard Edward Newgate a heroic funeral, I took great pains to lure you guys here."
Marshall D 'Teach's face darkened. He didn't want to engage in a meaningless argument with Arlen.
"I fell for your trick this time. However, if you think this will be enough to keep me, Marshall D. Teach's life, then you are dreaming."
Blackbeard raised his arms above his head. The space collapsed into a dark black hole. Layers of black light bloomed continuously like a black sun.
"Those apostles are very likely the same as Poison Q and Vista. They are all living dead controlled by Yarlin's ability. Therefore, as long as we kill him, the remaining apostles should all die." Marshall D. Teach's eyes were extremely sharp. From a certain point of view, his guess was infinitely close to the truth.
The black sun spun rapidly. A large amount of annihilated black water spread out and turned into countless dark water. It carried a terrifying gravitational force and shot towards Yarlin who was surrounded by the apostles in the center …
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