Pirates: Green Bull Marshal

These countless sharp thorns are like steel needles that are one finger long, piercing the skin and going deep into the bones.

His whole body was suddenly riddled with holes, and from the dense blood holes, the source of life in his body poured out continuously.

The most serious part was in the neck. The main artery was directly pierced by more than a dozen thorns. The damaged throat prevented them from even screaming.

Under the severe pain, they wanted to roll on the ground and struggle, but the harder they moved, the deeper the thorns would pierce the ground. It was not until the blood in their bodies was completely drained that they gradually fell into a pool of blood without making a sound.

This extremely cruel process was not only witnessed by the remaining ten pirates and the two battlefields, but Vidal, who was the instigator, also watched coldly until the end.

The atmosphere was frozen for a moment, and the rich smell of blood continued to stimulate everyone's nerves.

"I'm not very bloodthirsty, but it's not that I don't dare to kill, and I don't know how to kill."

Vidal's eyes clearly showed no fluctuation, but no one dared to raise his head and look at each other, "I said before, you only have one chance to resist."

"Look down at your bodies."

The criminals subconsciously lowered their heads obediently, but when they saw this, their pupils suddenly shrank into wheat light, and their eyes were full of horror.

I saw dense green light spots appearing on their bodies.

"This......"

"Those are seeds."

Vidal raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said this softly without further explanation. I believe everyone who understands will understand.

Sure enough, those people looked ugly. Anyone with a brain could tell that Vidal's fruit ability was related to controlling plants. So what does it mean to have seeds on his body?

They subconsciously glanced at the body lying in a pool of blood in the distance...

Some people with a better mentality had no choice but to relax their bodies and dissipate their messy thoughts, while those with a worse mentality knelt on the ground with despair on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Vidal stopped talking to them, and turned his attention to Gumir and Stoloberg who were still entangled with the trees.

The two people were trying to break through the air on moon steps. Unfortunately, six extremely lush trees were enough to block the entire space.

Unless they awaken their Haki on the spot, or practice paper painting to perfection, or break through to the level of a swordsman and use flying slashes to break through all interceptions, it may be possible to escape from it.

"Damn it, damn it, the gap between us and him is so big"

Stoloberg did not dare to slow down the speed of swinging the knife at all. Except for Gumir's rear, the surroundings were surrounded by branches shooting towards him.

"If you can get close to him, you might have a chance..."

Hearing this, Gumir, who was standing behind him to defend, smiled bitterly in his heart. He really thought that Vidal was weak up close.

He can break the blade in your hand with just one finger. How can he break it?

"There is still room to talk, it seems that the pressure on you is not strong enough." Vidal stood on the tree and smiled.

"Since that's the case, let's make your dancing posture more beautiful." As soon as the words fell, the six big trees began to shake, and there was a rattling sound among the branches.

The next moment, Gumir and Stoloberg were shocked to see that the green leaves that were originally tightly attached to the branches were shaken off by these big trees.

It was enough to shake them off, but as soon as those thin green leaves separated from the branches, they shot down through the air towards them.

For a moment, the top of the head was filled with green afterimages.

At the same time, the branches stripped of their leaves, like black poisonous snakes baring their teeth and claws, launched an intensive siege again.

Now the pressure on the two of them increased exponentially, and the light of the saber waving in front of them was no longer enough to protect their whole bodies.

Green shadows streaked across, tearing through the clothes and leaving long bloodstains. They could block all the branches, but they couldn't block most of the green leaves.

At this time, they couldn't even perform the Moon Step, so they could only try their best to use paper painting skills and high-speed blocking with their double swords to resist the continuous attack.

But as they continued to shoot, they discovered something was wrong. Why were these leaves still shooting after being shot for a long time?

No matter how many leaves the six big trees have, they still won’t be able to shoot endlessly.

When Stoloberg looked up with squinted eyes, he witnessed with his own eyes the process of fresh and tender leaves growing from scratch on the branches.

"..." He felt like he couldn't spit out a mouthful of blood. How could he fight this?

Vidal looked down at their bloody mess and said, "Do you accept it?"

"I don't accept it," Stoloberg said through gritted teeth.

“What’s wrong with me?”

"I can still fight"

Vidal narrowed his eyes and asked: "I see, you think you can still stand now because I can't control you."

"Humph, just these branches and leaves are not enough. At most, it's just a competition to see who can use them up first," Stoloberg retorted.

He was trying to provoke Vidal, just to make Vidal rush over in a rage, so that he might have a chance to fight back.

"Then let this battle come to an end." Vidal understood that he seemed to be using the wrong way to express the gap.

Originally, he wanted to use continuous offensives to make them feel the pressure layer by layer, and finally crush them.

But now it seems that it is better to make a strong move to decide the winner, and it can give them the greatest shock.

"What is he going to do?" Stoloberg and Gumil tensed up and were as vigilant as possible.

It's just that they didn't notice that the ground under their feet was shaking, and when they did, it was too late.

Sharpened wooden spears burst out of the ground, and in the blink of an eye they were pressed against their whole bodies, especially their throats, where the cold wooden points were pointed at them.

At the same time, as the two people's movements suddenly stopped, all the branches stopped in mid-air, and the green leaves turned in a circle in the air, overwhelmingly nailed to the surrounding wooden guns.

"do you understand"

Vidal looked at the two people who did not dare to move expressionlessly and said: "Even the ground you are standing on is given to you by me."

After finishing speaking, he put away all the wooden guns and branches, and the serious atmosphere and dangerous environment were swept away, which also made Gumier and the two of them heave a sigh of relief.

"Eat it, it can heal your injuries." Vidal jumped down from the tree and threw two emerald green beans over.

Gumir and Stoloberg looked at each other, the former resolutely raised his head and ate the beans, and he had more trust in Vidal than the latter.

The latter saw that not long after Gumil had eaten, a soft green light bloomed, and the superficial wounds all over his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, only the torn clothes and scarlet bloodstains remained to prove that he was indeed injured and bled.

So Stolberg swallowed it without hesitation.

Vidal smiled slightly when he saw them eating it. This thing was something he borrowed from something called fairy beans.

Because it contains compressed photosynthetic energy, the effect is similar. After eating it, people's injuries and physical strength can be quickly restored.

But this kind of recovery has an upper limit, and it cannot be like the fairy beans that can solve any injury with one pill.

If he wanted to recover from serious injuries quickly, he still had to do it himself, or eat more mung beans. Well... he called these things mung beans for the time being.

One pill cannot prevent a person from eating or drinking for ten days. One pill can replace the nutrients of a meal.

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