In the bushes, a black pitcher plant quietly drilled its head out, its nose twitched slightly, sniffing the air mixed with the smell of blood, and a disgusting smell that gradually spread.
"This disgusting smell is …"
The head covered by the Nepenthes turned his gloomy eyes. He secretly looked at Uzumaki Naruto, who was standing in the field with a distorted face, but his eyes were dull and lifeless. A trace of familiarity and disgust came out from every pore of Uzumaki Naruto, and the surrounding air was also flowing around him, gradually melting the blood vessels that pierced his body.
In the space of consciousness.
In the cold iron prison, the sweeping flames were burning the gaps in the cage, and a crazy roar was echoing. Dalaran licked his wet lips, and his Mangekyou Sharingan stared straight at the corner of the cage, and a wisp of aura suddenly emerged and formed.
He was wearing a white robe with a black necklace. His entire body was emitting a terrifying aura. His eyes were like whirlpools, and he was looking at Dalaran indifferently. There was also a scarlet eyeball between his eyebrows that was emitting a strange and terrifying fluctuation.
"There is no fragrance of blood, it doesn't look like a living person, is it just a remnant will?" Dalaran frowned, this strange figure that appeared gave him an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
Boom!
His eyes were stinging, and his whole head was like being pierced by an awl. Dalaran's consciousness instantly left Uzumaki Naruto's space of consciousness. His body in the outside world shook violently, and an unparalleled repulsive force smashed on his body. The surrounding air seemed to have recovered its consciousness, and terrifying malice shrouded Dalaran.
The air made a "sizzling" fluctuation, and the breathing airflow seemed to be sucking the air out of Dalaran's body. Although Dalaran didn't mind the air in his body being sucked out, the body functions of apostles were different from low-level life, and they didn't need to absorb life elements from the air.
In short, apostles didn't need to breathe, but … that kind of repulsion and malice seemed to come from the whole world, Dalaran clearly felt it.
His eyes were sore and stinging, and the transplanted Mangekyou Sharingan overflowed with blood. His skull was numb, and the thick air crushed from all directions turned into a terrifying roar and smashed on Dalaran's body.
"This kid seems to be very special, I'm not allowed to suck his blood?!!"
Space seemed to have been locked down, turning into rings of invisible shackles that wrapped around Dalaran's body. The blood vessels all over his body burst open, but to everyone's astonishment, they were unable to turn into nothingness. It was as if the rules within the radius of the space around Dalaran were being controlled.
The blood in his body fell into a sluggish flow, and the ability belonging to the devil fruit seemed to be suppressed, but it was extremely slow.
Dalaran frowned, traces of rust appeared on his body, his limbs twisted inch by inch, and his Mangekyou Sharingan rotated wildly, a collapsed vortex appeared behind him, pulling his entire body into it and disappearing from the spot.
A hundred meters away, a bloody figure emerged, and Dalaran moved his limbs. Obviously, at this distance, the malice in the air was rapidly weakening. The terrifying wave from Uzumaki Naruto's body could only affect a radius of a hundred meters.
He stared at Uzumaki Naruto.
The tails behind the latter turned into nine, and the raging chakra fluctuations stirred the air. His whole body was covered in dazzling light, and a completely different terrifying aura surged out from his body, as if his whole body was being reforged, and he was reborn.
As Uzumaki Naruto's aura rose, the repulsive force in the air was rapidly decreasing, and the lingering will also unwillingly collapsed and disappeared from the world.
Dalaran's face showed a thoughtful expression, and the fear in his eyes decreased slightly.
"This is good, the fragrance in the blood is stronger, and it's more valuable to be swallowed!" Dalaran wiped the coagulated blood clots around his eyes with his fingertips, and a vicious expression appeared on his face.
"The power of the apostle doesn't belong to this world, you are invaders!"
Uzumaki Naruto opened his eyes, and his eyes locked on Dalaran. His whole temperament became awe-inspiring. The nine tails behind him curled and smashed towards Dalaran like an overwhelming force.
Boom!
The air trembled, and the terrifying Chakra filled the fluctuating space.
Dalaran raised his eyebrows, and the invisible oppression came again. Although it was not as suffocating as before, the blood flow in his body was slowly slowing down, and the power of the devil fruit was suppressed and weakened.
Dalaran was hit, and his whole body instantly evaporated into a hot blood mist, and he instantly flew out and smashed a series of tree trunks. Dalaran looked up, and Uzumaki Naruto appeared in front of him, and a high-speed rotating Chakra in his hand pierced his chest.
Amidst the teeth-numbing sound of friction, his chest suddenly collapsed. His ribs were crushed, revealing the black internal organs inside. His heart, which was wrapped in black threads, was beating coldly.
A whirlpool appeared on the ground, and Dalaran's figure fell and disappeared, and strangely appeared behind Uzumaki Naruto. His five fingers were straight, revealing a rust-like color, and he stabbed Naruto's back like lightning.
The coiling tail wrapped around Dalaran's arm, the scorching heat corroding his arm. A large area of his skin was festering and charred, revealing his cracked bones. The frightening worms attached to the bones were wriggling madly, resisting the burning of the flames. Then, a large area of them was burned into charred dregs.
Whoosh!
Five ferocious wounds appeared on its back, and its bloody skin and flesh were torn open. Inside the wounds, brown worms could be seen drilling into its flesh.
The piercing pain and numbness came from his back, and Uzumaki Naruto gritted his teeth and turned around, grabbed the scorched arm, and twisted it, and at the same time, his knee fiercely hit Dalaran's lower abdomen.
The whole arm was torn off, and the splashing black blood splashed on Uzumaki Naruto's shoulder. Even if it was evaporated by the flame, and the insects' bodies fell, there were still tenacious "insect eggs" attached to Uzumaki Naruto's skin, penetrating into his pores and muscles.
Dalaran's body fell heavily to the ground. He rolled and got up. Dalaran lowered his head and looked at his cracked chest. The twisted white stubble was turning iron-brown at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, it quickly healed.
He raised his hand and used his sharp nails to cut off a circle of jagged rotten flesh on the missing arm, and then he saw sticky black blood slowly overflowing from the broken arm, and then calcified into bones.
The speed wasn't fast, and the speed of blood calcification was suppressed by the network, but it was still tenaciously going on. He grinned, and the corner of his mouth hooked up into a sinister smile.
The power of the devil fruit was suppressed and weakened, but the apostle's terrifying physical fitness, and the power of the rust insect's breeding, was still terrifying!
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