The black threads suddenly dissipated, faintly condensing into a human figure. A cold and strange face appeared, with a sinister smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. Another pair of deep and dark pupils seemed to be reflected in his cold and cruel eyes. His temperament was indescribably terrifying and strange.
"Yarlin?"
The black threads condensed into a solid body, and the woven black threads slid behind the silk-like robes, dancing in the wind. Dozens of Yarlin's eyebrows flashed with a cold light, and the terrible Haoshoku burst out and rushed in all directions.
Aokiji's pupils suddenly shrank, and the hair on his neck stood up as if it was covered with a layer of frost, freezing the bone marrow, and his mind was in chaos. "This is impossible!!!"
"ROOM • SLAUGHTERHOUSE!"
The transparent spherical radius spread rapidly, and all the pirates and Marines that were covered were cut into neat pieces in an instant and fell to the ground.
Wouch!
One of the Yarlin's body was cut and turned into a group of fine black threads, and then was blown away by the wind into fragments in the air.
"You are not Doflamingo, who are you?"
Trafalgar Law's eyes were gloomy as he stared at the black-robed man standing in the middle of the stage. The latter's head spun 360 degrees, and his face changed into Doflamingo's, but it only lasted for a moment before he turned back into Arlen again. His voice was so deep that it made people's hair stand on end. "There's no need for a dead man to investigate the truth behind this. This stage is about to welcome the final curtain call!"
The moment his voice fell.
A black shadow suddenly appeared behind Trafalgar Law. The hand that had transformed into a line turned into a pitch-black sharp blade and abruptly pierced through Trafalgar Law's back. From the wound, the black blade that had pierced through his body turned back into a hand and abruptly tore it apart. The terrifying power was like dense steel wires wrapping around Trafalgar Law's spine, fiercely tugging at it.
"It's a pity that in the new world, there is no place for you."
The cruel voice echoed in his ears, and Trafalgar Law's face changed dramatically. His neck stiffly lowered, and he looked at the bloody hole in his chest. A bloody black hand was grabbing his spine, and with a creaking sound, his body bent and broke uncontrollably.
In the original time and space, Trafalgar Law may have been able to fight with Doflamingo, but in the face of Doflamingo who was transformed into a shadow apostle, he couldn't even resist a round.
His spine was torn apart and his heart exploded. His broken body fell to the ground softly. His face was still filled with disbelief and fear. His scarlet leather shoes stepped on the corpse's face and ruthlessly rubbed it against the ground. Doflamingo sneered and glanced over, looking at the gaze behind him that felt like there was a blade on his back.
The ice silk frantically spread, and an ice dragon emitting a bone-chilling aura roared. The ferocious dragon head bit down, and even Doflamingo and the corpse on the ground were swallowed and frozen into ice. Then, they exploded into ice shards that filled the sky.
In the ice were pieces of broken corpse, and then the corpse melted into fine black lines. Aokiji kicked back expressionlessly, and suddenly another head with "Yarlin's face" exploded. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw black lines condensing into Yarlin's body, and it was difficult to distinguish which one was the real one.
Or none of them, they were just Yarlin's shadows!
In the sinister laughter, one of the Yarlin's turned back into Doflamingo. His deep dark eyes were fixed on Aokiji, and there was a chilling and scorching fanaticism in his eyes, "Aokiji, you are the sacrifice chosen by fate!"
Gloomy laughter, dark clouds floated over the sea, and the shadows of the fleet that blotted out the sky appeared in the field of vision. One of the terrifying black dragons poked its ferocious head out of the black clouds filled with thunder. The dark and ferocious cannon looked down, and the black light condensed in the muzzle, and then suddenly pierced the clouds.
Countless floating steel fleets revealed their murderous intent from the clouds, and the overwhelming artillery fire weaved into a pouring rain curtain, as if the sky suddenly burst and exploded, instantly dyeing the day blood-red, whistling through the background of the sky.
The sky collapsed, the ground shook, and the air trembled. The shattered Malin Fanduo fell into a deathly stillness for a moment. Everyone raised their heads in horror and looked at the sky that was dyed black by the dizziness, but it was as if they were looking directly at the crack of the abyss.
The servants of the Demon God roared wildly, and a round of cannonballs smashed Marin Fanto. The whole island was blown into floating wreckage, and the aftermath of the shock set off a monstrous tsunami, capsizing and blowing up the ships on the sea.
For a long time!
The bombardment finally stopped. The entire surface of the sea was dyed black blood that seemed to have solidified. Countless figures fell from the sky and landed on the sticky and blurry ground, as if they were stepping on blood made of minced meat.
Under the judgment from the sky, the corpses turned into the color of the ground. 90% of the Marines and pirates had no bones left, and the remaining 10% had no time to recover, and the surrounding had already fallen into a black sea.
In the center of the broken island, a black seed fell and was planted, and then the ground was contaminated with black, as if the ground was alive, black tentacles stretched out, and countless black threads wrapped around the figures falling from the sky, covering them with a layer of steel-like black armor.
Then, those shadow-like killing machines rushed towards the remaining survivors like a surging tide. Cries and screams mixed with the sound of bones and muscles being torn apart. It was a bloody hell as far as the eye could see.
"The host of the banquet always appears at the end, with the judgment from fate!"
Dozens of "Yarlin" woven by black threads were burned to black ashes by the flames, and only the last "real body" was left. The face changed and re-emerged into the appearance of Doflamingo. He looked at Aokiji's horrified eyes inside the melting ice wall, and his arms suddenly opened, looking up at the sky as if he was on a pilgrimage.
"Fate played the final judgment, and under the gaze of Yarlin, everything will belong to the legion!"
In the sky, the black haze was surging, and the shadows that covered the sky were like countless terrible beasts crawling under the feet. A white cloak with golden edges was the only touch of white in the sky, dazzling and dazzling.
Ya Erlin's face was cold and sinister, and his eyes were strange and deep. A cross that symbolized judgment flashed between his eyebrows. He lowered his head and looked down at the earth and the sea. He slowly tore a hole in space with one hand.
It was as though a crack had been torn open in a black painting. A strange and deathly still black door slowly emerged, as though a terror from another world had descended. The seal on the black door seemed to have suddenly come to life. Terrifying tree branches pierced through the door, and black tree trunks stretched out from the black door with their fangs bared and brandished claws ….
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