One Piece: Holy Cult

Chapter 229 Flower and Dragon (Part [-])

Showmanship does not equal hypocrisy, at least in Uriel's case.

In order to increase the number of believers as soon as possible and use the strongest religious system to enhance his strength, Uriel certainly chooses to act as high-profile as possible.

But this is not a hypocrisy he made to meet the requirements of the system, but it is completely out of his sincerity. He wants to rescue more people of One Piece from this hell of the strong, and he always uses his greatest sincerity and strength to come. Bring hope and good news to the desperate people who are in desperate need of salvation.

He is high-profile not only in his deeds, but also in his intentions.

His mind was on fire, just like the holy fire he was constantly releasing, infinitely hot and blazing.

Fudo Myoko, who was like a silver crystal, followed Uriel's will, and kept hitting the ground with heavy fists.

One after another, the raging holy flames transformed by divine power burst out of the ground, like a flower stem magnified thousands of times, rising towards the sky, and finally burst into giant petals of different shapes at the top of the flower stem.

These powerful flames are certainly not just for fireworks.

One by one, they approached at high speed the many cadres of the Don Quixote family who were confronting Uriel.

A giant sacred fire flower shaped like a peony exploded violently in front of them, and the flames filled the sky densely like a rainstorm, rushing towards everyone.

Not so much, Diamanti's wide cloak was dropped by a little flame, and a big hole was immediately burned by the holy fire with high heat and sacrificial power.

"Nani!"

Diamanti's eyes popped out, showing a frightened expression.

You must know that although his cloak looks like an ordinary cloak, it is due to his "Flying Fruit" ability, and its material is actually made of very strong steel.

Seeing the place where the fire fell, the steel cloak was melted into water and evaporated into gas. The other cadres of the Don Quixote family were shocked, and had a strong thought of "you can't be touched by this flame even if you kill them".

But this matter is not something they say, it needs the cooperation of the enemy.

However, the facts made them extremely angry, and they just wanted to fly into a rage.

On the other side of the arena, the giant outside Uriel seems to be addicted to hammering the ground, like a pile driver with full power, ramming straight to the ground ten times a second.

It's almost as if the promising profession of gardening is to be regarded as a career of lifelong struggle, and every punch is a flower of flame.

Hundreds of flowers bloomed, enveloping the space around Don Quixote, and the bursting flames confused the audience, as well as the line of sight and defense of the family officials.

The number of flames that burst out was more than a hundred thousand, directly filling every inch of space around them, there was no way to avoid it, no way to hide.

Under the firepower of the Holy Flame, although all these cadres have devil fruit abilities, not all of them can use it to defend against the attack of the Holy Flame.

Seeing that everyone was about to be attacked by the holy flame, a family member stepped forward from Don Quixote's lineup.

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

Jorah, the aunt of spades, who looks like a fat fish and is definitely not the mermaid she thinks she is, stood up with a strong body, standing in front of the crowd, and facing the surging holy flame.

"Paradise Art!"

She yelled with a voice like an aria between her throat.

A large amount of brightly colored smoke and mist quickly diffused from her open palm, covering a large area around, surrounding all the cadres of the family, and at the same time blocking the flames from falling stars.

Once colorful smoke, gold and fire meet, it is better than the countless abstract art in the world...

The wonderful scene in the arena made Uriel stop ramming the ground, and under the protection of King Fudo, he looked straight at the place where the fireworks intersected.

Jorah is a devil fruit capable user who ate the "fruit of art". Her ability allows her to turn her imagination into smoke, materialize it into the real world, and turn the objects she touches into imaginary works of art.

If it is released by Qiao La, what it touches will naturally become the abstract painting she is best at.

The astonishingly hot blazing fire rain fell into the smoke, and the vigorous power disappeared. Even the fireworks failed to splash, and they just disappeared into the colorful mist without a sound, turning into gorgeous patterns with extremely distorted and weird shapes and postures.

The pure golden dazzling hundreds of flowers and thousands of flames have all been turned into balls of thick ink and heavy colors by Jorah's fruit ability. The messy lines of paint marks make people feel dizzy, and it is completely unclear what is in them What kind of mental meaning.

Devil fruit is not scary, what is scary is that it is the artist who eats it.

Uriel wanted to feel his eyes straighten a little bit.

All of his holy flames are evolved by divine power, but Jorah's ability has been developed to such an extent that he can also turn divine power into paintings.

Immediately, he was glad that he had taken precautions to prevent Jorah's ability from touching his own body, which was really right.

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho ho."

After absorbing the flames of Uriel's holy fire, on Jorah's big face, two lumps of fat-overloaded apple muscles raised high, bringing up the corners of both sides of his mouth, and let out a smug laugh.

"There is no end to art! Give me reflection!"

Amidst the laughter, Jorah shouted, Ling Kong hung behind her body, and the abstract painting woven from Uriel's holy fire moved accordingly.

What the fruit of art brings to Jorah is not only the ability to absorb external attacks and turn it into a work of art.

It also allows her to re-reflect the attack that has become a work of art to the opponent after processing and transformation.

Uriel's holy flame could not escape the effect of her ability.

The flower of flame is recreated by the ability of artistic fruit, roaring out of the abstract painting.

Its wings were like clouds of fire, covering almost half of the field, and a burning dragon composed of black and red flames appeared in the arena with monstrous coercion.

Although the appearance is incomprehensible unique to abstract paintings, the firepower and fear emanating from the dragon's body are real, and it swept across the auditorium. Many audience members only felt that their hair was curly due to high fever, and their hearts were engulfed by the dragon. Captured by the fear it brings.

The four giant legs as thick as stone pillars kicked the ground violently, and the wings set off boundless heat waves and strong winds. The flaming dragon with its mouth full of fangs and ferocious eyes opened its sharp mouth, burning up all the air along the way, and rushed towards Uriel.

His body was shining with silver light, and Fudo Myoko, who was as crystal clear as glass, was as insignificant as a bug in front of the flame dragon.

"This is really shooting yourself in the foot."

The dragon rushed to his face, and Uriel had time to laugh at himself in embarrassment.

Fire dragons are terrifying, which doesn't surprise him at all.After all, it was an attack launched by himself, and no one knew better than him how much power was used and how much divine power was poured into it.

If he didn't check for a while, he actually filled up enough raw materials for Jorah's move of star shifting, and now he has to bear all of it.

"Sure enough, you have to pay back when you come out to hang out, and the world's rewards are really fast!"

While praising the power of the flame dragon, Uriel had to find a way to kill this wave of attacks launched by his own power.

"Then fire against fire, dragon against dragon!"

He murmured, clasped his palms together, and then zoomed in.

　Thank you Jian @击死小姐, Dongfang Xia Yutian, 1118724555, if you want me to bow my head, then kneel down i, the recommended ticket that has been a bookworm for 12 years.Update sent.

　　


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