One Piece: God Killer

Chapter 391 Spiral Ascension Wine Gourd

"Monster! Monster!"

The pirates under Depen and Joet were overwhelmed by the threat and fled in all directions, screaming and trying to get away from Leve.

Kleif was like a fish in water, and the green light almost completely engulfed the entire deck of the Biful.

"Shoot, shoot!"

Seeing that they had been forced to the corner of the deck by Lyle, the pirates had no choice but to jump into the sea if they continued to run. So they turned around and fired their guns at Lyle.

The bullets pierced through Lele's body, leaving horrific through-wounds. In the blink of an eye, the girl seemed to be reduced to ashes under the firepower. But the green light flashed at the right time, and the shattered body was pieced together again, and the horrific wounds were completely healed almost instantly.

There are enough enemies on the battlefield for her to absorb vitality. Leif doesn't even need to make unnecessary actions such as "defense". She only needs to use the power of the Life Fruit to absorb the vitality of the enemies and use this vitality to repair her own wounds.

The pirates who don't know how to use Armament Haki have no resistance to the Fruit of Life and can only let Lyrve do whatever she wants.

"Captain, help!"

The desperate pirates shouted for their invincible leader.

Katharina Depen and Basque Choate, two "real" pirates who emerged from a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

But the two captains who had always been victorious were now in a tough fight.

"Xuanyue Slash!"

Catalina Depen raised her scimitar, emitting a dazzling bluish-white sword light that pierced Morana's heart, as if there was a rising crescent moon in it.

The black-clothed girl's figure suddenly grew larger, and a giant beast full of violent aura appeared in front of her. Dozens of huge and flexible tentacles on its head covered with armed color domineering fell from above, meeting the dazzling sword light.

"Cut it off!"

Seeing that all the escape routes were blocked by the tentacles, DePen shouted, and the green light on the scimitar in his hand became brighter. If she didn't want to be beaten by the tentacles, there was only one way to go - cut off Morana's tentacles!

The sword energy slashed at Morana's Armament Haki, breaking through the Haki layer by layer, and finally tearing open Morana's skin and flesh. However, the Haki's defense weakened the sharp sword light, and Morana's arms and legs were bleeding, but he still shattered the sword energy with the remaining force, and fell down with the air wave.

DePen only had time to hold the scimitar across his head, and before he could even cover his entire body with Armament Haki, he was hit hard by the tentacle.

With a loud bang, Dai Peng rolled backwards like a ball, leaving a long dent on the deck. He hit the guardrail of the deck heavily before he barely stopped.

She spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up, regretting her action. She thought that with her and Jot's strength, it would be easy to deal with Profik together, and she agreed to this plan because she had some "old friendship" with Jot.

I didn't expect that the subordinates of the Seven Warlords of the Sea are so difficult to deal with.

Taking this opportunity, Deppen briefly observed the battlefield. There were almost no people from their two pirate groups who could still stand on the deck of the Biful. In the distance, the green light was shining brightly, dyeing half of the sky emerald green. This was obviously not the ability of their own or their allied crews, so it could only be the people on the other side.

This means something is not good.

The two vice-captains were held tightly by the combination of Lalfgadanjuma and Stargalitong, and could not escape for a while. Even Joet's vice-captain was in danger several times when facing Stargalitong.

Now, we can only hope that Jot can defeat Profik and then provide support to other battlefields.

"The Drunkard's Fire!"

Joet took a big gulp of wine from the wine gourd, puffed up his cheeks, and blew it out, and a raging fire actually came out of his mouth.

Although alcohol does exist in drinks, this is still a bit unscientific. As expected, in the new world, everyone plays with fire, and no one eats the Flame-Flame Fruit!

As Profik waved his hand, the sea water near the side of the ship immediately rose up, like a barrier, wrapping Profik inside and blocking the raging fire.

When the fire burned out, the water curtain also dissipated.

Looking at Jot taking another sip of wine, Profik looked strange. Since the beginning of the battle, Jot had no idea how much wine he had drunk from the wine gourd, but this wine gourd seemed to have no bottom.

Could it be that the wine gourd is just a cover, and this guy Joet actually produces and sells the wine himself?

"Drunken Barrel Storm!"

After taking a big gulp of wine, Joet began to spin around in place, swinging the huge wine gourd.

His whole body spun rapidly like a windmill, and driven by Joet and the wine gourd, the surrounding airflow also spun, forming a rotating hurricane with Joet as the center!

The weapons scattered on the deck, the fluttering flags, the wooden boards on the deck surface, the parasols and tables and chairs, the masts and ropes, and even the surrounding sea water were all swept away by the strong wind and merged into the storm.

This storm shows no sign of abating, but instead continues to expand.

Profick's face was solemn. He saw that Jot wanted to use this trick to directly destroy the Biful. If he was allowed to continue, he might really succeed.

"May your wish come true and the storm subside!"

Profik raised his hand and pointed, and the violent hurricane gradually slowed down. The objects that were swept up fell to the deck and the sea surface with a crackling sound, leaving pits and scars on the Biful.

But the storm did not stop completely. Jot kept spinning his body, injecting energy into the storm continuously, forming a delicate balance with Profik's ability.

The tornado gradually stabilized, neither stopping because of Profek's ability nor speeding up because of Choate's continuous rotation of his body.

Choate spun and walked towards Profek.

The tornado was gradually approaching Profik's body.

The strong wind blew up the corners of Profik's clothes, making it impossible for him to open his eyes, and the strong suction almost swept him up.

"Blade of Malice!"

Including Jot, everyone within a few dozen meters had black air floating out of their bodies, covering the long sword on Profik's waist layer by layer. Under the blessing of the powerful malice, the sword in Profik's hand became extremely sharp, even as good as a real black sword formed by the tempering of armed color domineering.

Facing the howling wind, Profik raised the black knife above his head and slowly brought it down.

The black sword light shot up into the sky and rushed straight towards Joet. Everything that blocked its way, whether it was the strong wind or objects blown by the wind, was cut in half.

"Hmph! Go ahead, Spiral Ascension Wine Gourd!"

The wine gourd in Joet's hand was covered with layers of armed color domineering. He paused, took a step back, and threw the wine gourd towards Profick like a discus thrower throwing a discus.

The wine gourd spun at high speed, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound, and brought with it a sweeping gale, meeting the sword light that was getting closer and closer.

There was a violent explosion, first the harsh sound of the sword energy and the armed color domineering friction, and then the sound of the wine gourd bursting. The hull of the Bifull shook violently, and the air waves generated by the explosion pushed the pirate groups on both sides away, and the main mast of the Bifull snapped in two from the middle.

Profick crossed his hands in front of him to resist the incoming air waves, and waited until the impact and the flash of explosion passed before looking at Basque Choate.