One Piece: Holy Cult

Chapter 244 Attacking the Heart (Part [-])
Black air floats.

Doflamingo, who fell to the ground, was hit hard, and a layer of black mist overflowed from his body. It was the evil that was trying to manifest under the power of the convict's golden hammer.

"Overlord color!"

Doflamingo tried his best to condense his spiritual will, and used his domineering aura to continuously suppress the sprouting evils, competing with the power of the golden hammer to convict.

The two fought evenly for a while, and the evil was always sealed by the overlord.

"Come on, let's compare and see if it's your domineering power, or my hammer that hits faster."

Uriel was not surprised or discouraged when the power of condemnation was once again resisted, and the evil was suppressed just by showing his head.

The convict's golden gavel can never be swung only once. It is good to make a final decision with one hammer.

Before Doflamingo got up, the second blow of the Condemned's golden hammer came.

The head, face, chest and abdomen were all deformed, and Doflamingo's whole body was hit by the golden hammer, almost collapsed, and then fell hard to the ground.

Countless gravels and dust around him shook and jumped half a person's height before falling back to the ground. Doflamingo was even more unbearable and made a deep mark on the ground.

But the impact on the body is nothing, the strong in the world of One Piece has always been a model of rough skin and thick flesh.

Compared with the slight injuries on the body, Doflamingo single-mindedly urged the ability of the Overlord Color and the Golden Hammer to affect the law, and did not dare to let the evil that was heavy enough to crush his own soul escape.

It's a trivial matter to vomit some blood from a little injury. With his physique, he can recover soon.

But the evils who are about to move are different. He is very sure that once these evils appear in that strange cage and become a prisoner, he will have no chance to stand up again. Let alone recover, it is a luxury to die a little easier.

For this reason, he didn't even dare to continue to use the ability of the "thread fruit" distractedly, allowing the thread that rushed towards Uriel to dissipate on the ground.Put all your body and mind into the confrontation between desperately drumming up the overlord's color, and striking the convict's golden hammer.

The battle between the two suddenly turned from a grand and gorgeous wire-fire confrontation to a very boring carpentry.

Doflamingo was like a nail in human flesh, being slammed into the air by the Convict behind Uriel, and it kept sinking into the ground.

After more than a dozen beatings, most of his body was deeply embedded in the ground, almost flush with the ground.

Doflamingo struggled in every possible way, trying all means, but he couldn't avoid the knocks that ignored the span of space, so he could only be hit again and again, sinking into the mud again and again.

Later, he didn't know how many times he had received the blow of the golden hammer. He only felt that he had almost adapted to the pain and vomiting blood. Only his will was still firm, maintaining the power of the overlord, and firmly blocked the way out of the rolling evil.

"Sure enough, he is indeed the Qi Wuhai who grew up from suffering. Not to mention good and evil, but in terms of strength and mental toughness, he is indeed much stronger than too many people."

The convict's golden hammer attack and Doflamingo's passive acceptance were fierce, but Uriel became an idler who couldn't do anything.

He stood by and watched the battle between the two sides, and couldn't help admiring Doflamingo's tenacity.

"It seems that I still have to attack my heart!"

Uriel scratched his chin, turning his not-so-pure thoughts and said.

"How to do?"

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

On the ground in the distance, beside Doflamingo, several pools of blood vomited up after being hit by the golden hammer were scarlet and eye-catching, quietly mixed among the gravel and mud.

He beckoned, and the blood was pulled up by the divine power and floated up in front of Uriel.

"Although I don't respect the dead a little bit, but with a chance of rebirth and resurrection as compensation, I think it should be able to offset the merits and demerits, so I won't be hated too much, right?"

Uriel muttered to himself, but there was no hesitation or pause in his hand.

"Divine right, redemption!"

The blue-golden tornado rose violently, connected to the fist-sized blood below, soaring straight into the sky, going deep into the void, and continuously retraced in the long river of soul.

With Flamingo's blood as a guide, Uriel's spirit soon saw three clear shadows in the great river of countless souls through the storm formed by theocracy.

Three souls who lingered and failed to go to Dayuan.

The suction of the storm came in an instant, enveloping the three souls, and a grand idea penetrated deeply through the three souls, asking them questions.

"You guys, do you want to be resurrected?"

The answer is of course yes, if there is no nostalgia for worldly affairs, which soul would be so lingering.

The three souls in different positions of the great river of souls all have their own reasons for desperately wanting this chance of resurrection.

Especially the third one, when asked by Uriel, "Don't you want to see the end of your brother", this soul has no hesitation, chooses to accept Uriel's kindness, throws himself into the tornado, and is reborn.

At the same time, Doflamingo also noticed the movement of Uriel next to him. When he saw the three tornado storms rising, he suddenly had many bad premonitions in his heart. Watching helplessly, Pope Bai didn't know what to do to make him vomit blood.

The blue light flourished, and the tornado storm retracted from the void, bringing with it three faint figures.

Uriel stretched out his finger and wiped it between his eyebrows, and there were three golden droplets the size of soybeans on his fingertips.

The golden holy blood can directly create a holy object with a living body, condensing the essence of gods and divine power.

The blue light faded, the tornado storm dispersed, and three human souls appeared, projecting in Doflamingo's eyes.

His eyes were wide open and bloodshot. Doflamingo couldn't believe his eyes, let alone look at the three people in front of him.

The source of dominance is Doflamingo's soul, which is the embodiment of spirit and will. Before that, it was the belief of "never fail" that gave him such a tenacious dominance.

But the three people in front of him are all huge loopholes in his mind.

"Dad," "Mom," "and...Roddy Nancy!"

Doflamingo's eyes were in a trance, and he called out the names of three people.

No one can describe the impact of the appearance of these three people on him. He only felt his soul shaken, and his domineering look wobbled immediately, with one mottled hole after another.

The wickedness rolled out, and a smile flashed in Uriel's eyes.

The scheming was a great success, completely defeating Doflamingo's will.

If he continues to work hard, he will smash Doflamingo into slag from body to soul.

"Three, come on. I have prepared a perfect body for you to welcome your newborn."

Uriel interrupted the three of them staring at Doflamingo and said aloud.

In front of him, three drops of golden holy blood boiled and rolled, waiting for the soul to enter.

With a wave of his hand, the souls of Doflamingo's parents, brother and three people flew up immediately and floated into the golden holy blood.

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