Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 106 Chapter 103

A large number of swamps frantically popped out from the swamp arm, breaking away the previous arm circumference, and more swamp gushed out in an instant, flowing directly down the monster suppressed by the swamp arm below!
In the blink of an eye, a small swamp mound has formed, completely covering the monster's body!
"solidification!"

A small hill was formed in an instant, and the black monster was squeezed inside by the congealed swamp. As Wilde guessed, the body did not have bones and flesh, and was deformed due to the extrusion.

The small mountain bag was completely solidified, and also condensed the black monster inside without revealing a single gap.

However, black gas continuously emerged from the frozen swamp, dissipating in the air without a trace.

Wilder "saw" the scene inside the mountain bag through his knowledge, and the monster disappeared.

Without thinking about it, more than [-] other monsters swarmed in to attack, and the low and hoarse roar seemed to come from hell, lingering in Wilder's ears endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the two monsters poked out two huge black claw arms from their irregular bodies, and grabbed Wilder!
Wilder used the same method, and a large amount of swamps emerged from his two arms, jetting out, forming two huge long swamp streams, which collided with the black claw arms in the air.

The slight collision sound became particularly noticeable at this time, and the swamp silently climbed onto the two black claw arms during the collision, enveloping and covering it instantly.

"solidification!"

The crackling sound is produced during the solidification process of the swamp. During the solidification process, these swamps will continue to squeeze, causing strong pressure and cohesion.

After the solidification is complete, the swamp becomes extremely hard, like a rock.

Wilder's body fell, stepped on the ground, kicked his legs and flew into the air again, and used the moon step to avoid the attacks of the other black claw arms, and his body had already arrived at the two black monsters whose claw arms were frozen in front of you.

"Shh!"

Two white rays of light flashed across the middle, and the black monster's body was cut into two halves, and the upper half was thrown high under the impetus of residual strength and inertia!
Although Wilder has never used the blue feet, it doesn't mean he doesn't know how to use them. With the proficiency of Yuebu and Shaving, he naturally learned the blue feet, but compared to Claire, his blue feet are at most beginners degree.

The two white sharp edges are exactly the feet used by Wilder.

The two huge black monsters were divided into four parts, and fell to the ground with a bang, but soon, from the cut section, traces of black air emerged, and the two halves of the monster's body began to squirm, and they came together in the blink of an eye, reorganizing into a complete body. His body was as good as before, not even a scar.

"Not dead?"

Wilde frowned, his eyes flashed in thought.

The body jumped up again, dodging dozens of roaring giant black hands' attacks, passed through the gap, stood still on a huge tree trunk, and cast its eyes on those monsters.

"Onuma Ten!"

The majestic swamp gushes out from the body, and the terrifying giant swamp rises high, forming a viscous and thick wave, pressing down on those monsters!

Viscous bubbles gushed out from the swamp spray, instantly washing away those monsters, and submerging them all in the process.

The black giant surged and struggled under the thick swamp, but it didn't help.

Maybe other people will find it difficult to deal with these monsters, but under the swamp of Wilder, everything can only be swallowed up!Even if you are not afraid of harm!So what if you don't die?Just bury them all!
For this reason, Wilder did not hesitate to use Onuma Ten's physical-intensive move after a simple test, because it is the most trouble-free to deal with these monsters with this kind of move.

But accidents always come as they are said. Although the swamp submerged these monsters, black smoke rose from the swamp. Just like the previous one, all the monsters disappeared without a trace.

Wilder frowned and thought about this scene. He had a feeling that whether it was the monsters before or now, their disappearance was not death... more like... "escaping".

Those black smoke... I don't know why Wilder's heart throbbed from the moment those monsters appeared.

A throbbing from the depths of the soul, an inexplicable pull, I don't know if it's because of those monsters... or the black smoke, or both?
It is not only the soul that is ready to move, but also the swamp. Ability release is a product of the soul. It connects the soul and the swamp ability. What is the relationship between all this?
"soul…"

Leaving behind a thoughtful whisper, the jungle returned to calm.

When Wilder rushed to the shore, Ah Xin and the dozens of crew members had disappeared, only the Black Snake stood quietly on the shore, being washed by the waves.

The cracks in the bottom of the boat have been repaired, the coast is quiet, and the reflection of the silver moon twisted into a ball in the sea waves, and then shattered into countless pieces.

Just like Wilder's face at this time, it was cloudy and uncertain.

Ah Xin will not disappear for no reason, let alone let those crew members disappear at the same time, no matter what, they must have encountered something.

Are those monsters?still…

After contemplating for a while, Wilder stepped off the Black Snake and headed straight for the jungle.

Quietly returning to the room of the Little House Tavern, Wilde called the others together.

"Ah Xin disappeared."

Ignoring everyone's changing expressions, Wilder asked everyone if they had noticed anything unusual just now, and after getting no answer, he walked directly downstairs. The others were stunned, and quickly followed.

Barrett was still wiping glasses at the bar, and he seemed to have endless wine glasses.

Wilder glanced at the tavern as he came down the wooden stairs, but it was still empty.

Without saying a word, he went straight to the bar.

"Mr. Wild... and everyone?" Seeing everyone, Barrett was stunned for a moment: "Aren't you going to bed so late?"

"Mr. Barrett is not the same, haha." Wilder showed a smile that couldn't be more fake, and smiled perfunctorily twice.

"Ah... because I want to make money." Barrett smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed more like crescent moons.

"But I don't think there are any people in Mr. Barrett's tavern, even the small town. I really don't know why Mr. Barrett is trying to earn so much money."

"Well...you always have to make money, otherwise you won't be able to live." There was a little bit of sweat on Barrett's forehead, very little, so little that Wilder couldn't see it unless he was careful.

"Mr. Barrett hot?"

"It's a little bit."

Wilde nodded, lit a cigar, and smoke filled the area around the bar.

"What kind of guests are you entertaining?"

"What?" Barrett raised his head and met Wilder's emotionless eyes.

"I said... Is this room full of monsters also Mr. Barrett's guests?"

(End of this chapter)