Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 11 011 Devil's Invitation

Advance city lv3 hunger hell.

The dry air seemed to be boiled, forming twisted waves, and scalding hot air continuously rose from the ground.

Wilder stepped on the ground with bare feet, and white smoke came out from between the ground and the soles of his feet.

"Zi...Zi..."

"Is this hot air... from the scorching hell on the next floor...?"

Wilder frowned. The hot environment made him feel uncomfortable instinctively. The soles of his feet had already started to turn red and produce a burning sensation due to the high temperature of the ground.

If it weren't for the natural devil fruit that would keep the able user's body in an elemental state, I'm afraid that what was burning on the hot ground at this time was not the water in the swamp, but the flesh on the soles of his feet.

Despite this, Wilder can still feel that he is suffering injuries. Although the injuries are not serious, it doesn't matter if he stays for a while, it doesn't mean that he will be fine if he stays for a long time.

"Restraint?" Wilder was thoughtful, the elementalization carried by the swamp fruit itself seemed to be affected by the high temperature, and at this time his body could not be completely in a state of elementalization, at least...his body was still There is about 3% possibility of no elementalization.

Even so, this influence can also be stifled invisible under Wilder's control. After all, it is only the restraint brought by the environment. Although it is somewhat affected, it is still not as direct as the restraint on attack.

"Is the weakness of ability high temperature...? This is not good." Wilder said this, but there was no worried expression on his face.

Wilder knows that every devil fruit ability has its corresponding weakness, some are afraid of water, some are afraid of fire, if the weakness of his devil fruit ability is high temperature, then it means that even if he is not armed In the case of domineering blessing, the attack with high temperature can also hit his entity.

"If you try something like this, don't you know..." Said with a blank face as if it had nothing to do with him, Wilder directly lifted a hot floor tile, and smashed it hard at his left hand down!

"boom!"

The left hand hit by the floor tile instantly turned into a swamp and spread out, splashing everywhere.

"It hurts, this is..." Wilder's eyes flickered, and while he was speaking, the scattered swamp surged back to his wrist, turning back into his left hand.

"Are you scratched..."

Looking at a blurred scratch on the back of his hand that didn't even have blood, Wilder smiled deeply.

That is to say...

The high temperature attack can't completely make his elementalization useless, restraint exists, it's natural, the swamp itself will lose water under the scorching, and the swamp that has completely lost water can't be called a swamp anymore .

However, to achieve this, extremely high temperature and continuous time are required. Although the swamp will lose water under high temperature, it will not be able to drain in a short while. However, the impact that came was not enough to deprive Wilder of the swamp elementalization.

As for the scratches, it was the effect of restraint.

After figuring it out, Wilder stopped paying attention to this issue and turned to check the lv3 environment.

Scorching heat, this is the eternal theme of Hunger Hell, the extremely high temperature rising from the scorching hell under the ground makes the whole Hunger Hell look more like a steamer.

It's just that this steamer is not steaming food, but a group of vicious criminals.

Cages, stone walls, crosses, mummy... constitute the cruel appearance and status quo of Hunger Hell.

Hunger is silent, whether it is dead or alive, the dead needless to say, the living are doing everything they can to save their energy.

Here, even talking is a waste.

In the entire Hunger Hell, apart from the cages divided by tall gray and white buildings, there is no other scenery to be seen.

Wilder didn't intend to stay here for too long, in fact, it was much better for him than staying in his own cage.

The high temperature made Wilder very uncomfortable, and he didn't come here to visit himself. The purpose of coming here was also to prepare for the passage between lv3 and lv4. After completion, he would return to lv2 to implement another plan.

With the experience of creating a lv2.5 swamp hell, Wilder didn't have to delay any longer. He opened a hidden crack in the ground according to the same method, and after releasing the swamp, Wilder fully manipulated the swamp into the crack.

Assimilation begins!
The current Wilder's ability to control swamps and assimilate swamps has improved a lot compared to the beginning, and assimilating the environment has become no longer as difficult as before.

A large number of swamps poured into the ground quickly, and at the same time, the stones in the cracks gradually assimilated into swamps. This process was not fast, but it continued.

But this is a huge project after all, and it cannot be completed in a day or two. In order to avoid being discovered by videophone bugs and jailers, it is impossible for Wilder to stay where he is.

Therefore, Wilder disconnected from the swamp after the swamp inside the ground reached a certain size.

Then it turned into a swamp and returned to lv2 through the swamp hell along the wall when it came.

"Then... let's start another plan." There was a trace of expectation in Wilder's eyes.

Turning around and walking into the depths, Wilder came to Iger's cell through the swamp passage in a short while.

The two said something, the expression on Iger's face obviously changed, and his eyes flickered.

"Hmm...you have no choice." Wilder looked at Iger's expression and let out a deep laugh, and then regardless of Iger's reaction, his body turned into a swamp and poured into the passage in an instant.

A few days later, a long-lasting legend in the promotion city suddenly spread again in the lv2 beast hell.

The prisoner at lv2 - Iger, disappeared without a sound.

An invitation from the devil!
Everyone instantly thought of this legend that was circulating in the advancing city.

It never happens to a group of criminals that the rumors stop at the wise. On the contrary, the rumors will be intensified in the mouths of these criminals, and then spread after adding fuel and vinegar.

For them, all these are hard-won seasonings in the boring prison life, so they will not let go of any chance.

A story that comes out of one's own mouth is always different, and it can bring a great sense of honor, especially after the story is highly praised by other inmates.

Wilder silently watched the story evolve into a version that he didn't even think of, and a smile gradually spread on his face.

"Hmm... Let's pass it on, the more exciting the story, the better."

Turning around, his body turned into a swamp and got into the cracks in the ground.

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