Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

He Ling looked at Sherlock nervously:

"Houston, are you okay?"

Sherlock shook his head. Compared to himself, He Ling, who had lost her Devil Fruit ability, was closer to an ordinary person. She had no ability to heal herself. Like in the situation just now, if she was penetrated by a bone spur, she would probably die.

But she still rushed forward without hesitation, and Sherlock suddenly felt a little moved.

He rubbed He Ling's long golden hair and said, "If you encounter situations like this in the future, don't rush to the front."

"It's okay, I was just going to use it to block it."

Herring lifted Pipisia up and stuck out his tongue.

Pipicia wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, so she said that she was the one who almost died just now!

He Ling looked sideways at Eugene,

"Uncle Eugene, what happened?"

Eugene's daughter is the same age as Herring, so Eugene is usually very kind to Herring and often buys her various candies, and she will use these candies to please Sherlock.

Hearing He Ling's voice, Eugene's thoughts gradually became clearer. Tears flowed from his eyes and he said regretfully:

"I came into contact with the purple mist before Cam, but it will not mutate immediately after being exposed to the purple mist. A voice reminded me that I can transfer the harm, but it can only be transferred to the person closest to me. I...I'm afraid It was so bad that he directly transferred the damage to Cam and used it as an excuse to explore further and separate from him.

After that, Cam encountered the purple mist explosion again. I could obviously stop it, but I didn't stop him. I... I was afraid that he would doubt me. "

Eugene fell to his knees and said in pain.

Sherlock paused and fell into silence.

"Eugene, Cam is our partner, how could you do this?"

Hall condemned.

"What do you want me to do? I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

cried Eugene.

"what sound?"

Sherlock asked calmly.

"A dry voice that sounded like a monster crawling out of hell. That voice must have come from Purple Mist."

Eugene said intermittently, and all the bones in his body suddenly shattered, forming several bone whips and attacking everyone.

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this, I just want to live, I just want to live."

Corps Commander Killua Roca drew out his long sword and cut off all of these bone whips, preventing damage to the surrounding soldiers.

He has excellent swordsmanship, and his sword is as sharp as clay.

"That's a devil bug. It can speak human language and is good at instigating people. In fact, you were exposed to too little purple mist at the time, so the speed of mutation was relatively slow. You believed the devil bug's words, thinking that you had transferred the damage, and you were dead to Cam. If you don’t save me, you won’t be saved.”

Eugene was completely overcome by Pipithia's kiss, and he rushed toward it like crazy.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible!"

He doesn't want to admit that he sacrificed his companions but didn't gain his own survival?

So why did he sacrifice Cam?

Why betray your brother?

What did you gain from betrayal?

Looking at the frantic Eugene, Herring closed his eyes.

She didn't want to believe that this was the person who always took good care of her, the person who danced in her mermaid tail on the ship, the person who looked for sweets and candies for herself as soon as she arrived in the port city.

Robert Lauron patted her shoulder, without any expression on his face, and said calmly,

"That's human nature."

Sherlock stretched out his hand and fired bullets from the E-126 glove pistol.

The hormonal bullet passed through Eugene's body. He lost all pain and the ability to fight.

In an instant, Eugene, who was in monster form, fell to the ground, his whole body limp, like a giant mollusk.

All the vertical eyes on his face were staring blankly at the sky, as if there was something unknown in the dusk sky.

Sherlock slowly walked to him and knelt down:

"Eugene Basta, you betrayed your companions and should be punished, but you have endured it all with your life. From now on, you are no longer a member of the Sinister."

"Captain Houston..."

Eugene burst into tears and covered his face with his shapeless hands.

The crew members of the Sinister turned their faces away, unable to bear to see him cry beyond recognition.

Only Lauberon, who threw off his politeness, saluted Eugene.

"Thank you for your company over the years. I can only say that if I were in the same situation as you, I would make the same decision."

Eugene was stunned, and his tears burst out again.

Laubran can actually understand himself, and someone can understand him like this.

He was extremely regretful that he could not save Cam.

Thinking of the time when I drank with Cam, and the time when I went on adventures with my friends, the scenes from the past played in my mind like a revolving lantern.

Eugene knew that he was going to die.

He Ling slowly opened her eyes and looked at Eugene quietly.

Eugene stretched out his hand in the direction of He Ling.

He Ling walked up to him obediently, knelt down, and held his bloody hand.

The corners of Eugene's mouth raised slightly,

"Media, I really want to go back and see her..."

"In another world, you can meet her."

Willy Pope said calmly.

Sherlock buried his head, thinking of Eugene's daughter who died young.

The dead are not embodied in this world, such as the half-giant Melby. He lost his father when he was young and hoped to see his father again, but he did not see his father in the Phoenix City.

Another example is that Herring did not materialize another Houston, because Houston was already dead, completely dead.

Eugene closed his eyes and left this world.

Lauberon lit a cigarette, took a puff, and threw the cigarette to Eugene, where the flames burst into flames.

The soldiers were about to denounce Lauberon, but were stopped by Willie Pope.

"Cremation is also a gift to the contaminated."

said Willie Pope calmly, observing the body intently.

Laurent nodded slightly to him as a sign of thanks.

The pirates wiped their tears and looked at Sherlock.

"captain."

"kindness."

Sherlock buried his head, his chest felt tight, as if a huge stone was pressing down on him.

Herring stood up and took Sherlock's hand.

Sherlock looked at He Ling and showed a bitter smile.

The fire burned the body, leaving behind a bone whip.

Pipisia jumped to the bone whip, checked it, and nodded slightly:

"Ding, good stuff, take it away."

Sherlock hesitantly picked up the bone whip on the ground and handed it to Pipicia for a kiss.

Pipisia returned the bone whip to the abyss.

"Next, please leave."

said Mother Superior Bueno.

"We just want to take the road through Phoenix City and enter the next island. Is there no room for negotiation?"

Sherlock lowered his voice and asked.

"Have."

Willie Pope answered crisply.

"what?"

Laubran asked.

Willy Pope opened the red book in his hand. There was a gold feather bookmark inside the book. He only needed to open it to see the content he marked.

Bueno shook his head and sighed:

"Pop's memory is as bad as ever, and he forgot important prophecies again."

Willy Pope's mouth twitched slightly, he put on his reading glasses, looked at the contents of the book and asked:

"Are any of you favored by Phoenix?"

"Isn't this nonsense? We don't believe in your church, so how can there be a favored one?"

Having just lost his companion, Hall was in a very bad mood, with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.

Robert Lauron asked in confusion:

"How to tell if you are the one favored by Phoenix?"

"It's a good judgment. Please come with us."

Sister Bueno said, looking at Willy Pope, who nodded understandingly.

The nun and the missionary led the way. Surrounded by a group of guards, the members of the Sinister pirate group were taken to a tall church.

The entire church is shrouded in orange dusk light, so the church is named "Cathedral of the Holy Light".

There were several white doves parked on the pointed roof of the church. When the white doves saw the crowd approaching, they flapped their wings and flew up.

In front of the church is a green meadow decorated with various bird sculptures.

Children gathered in groups around these low sculptures and were praying.

"There is an orphanage here, right next to the church."

The nun introduced.

Sherlock nodded slightly, feeling that this picture was very harmonious.

The black door of the church was open, and there were many people inside listening to the priest's sermon.

In the solemn and solemn church, a statue of the Phoenix was built with orange spar.

The statue is spotless and should be cleaned every day.

A group of people walked into the church. The priest dismissed the believers and walked to Willie Pope: "Is this?"

"The new outsider."

"Are we going to do the Beloved Test again?"

asked the priest.

Willie Pope nodded: "That's right."

"After all these years, I still haven't given up."

The priest shook his head.

"I will not give up."

Willy Pope's eyes were extremely determined. The priest nodded and said to everyone:

"Touch the statue of the god, and as long as the statue shines, it proves that you are the Beloved One."

None of the soldiers entered the church, choosing to stay outside the door.

The pirates looked at each other suspiciously, thinking that this test was just a joke, but everything on Dusk Island was full of mystery, and they couldn't treat it with ordinary eyes.

"I come!"

Hall volunteered, stretched out his hand first, and held down the statue.

The idol directly launched him away, and he fell to the ground, smashed to pieces.

Willie Pope and Bueno shook their heads at the same time.

Next, the pirates tried it again, and most of them were ejected like this. However, the pirates who had followed the local residents to complete the wishing ceremony were not harmed, but the statues did not shine.

Those who were not harmed meant that they had become followers of the Phoenix Sect.

Sherlock counted carefully, there were 16 people in total.

He was thinking about how to take these people away. Is it true that once they leave the Twilight Island, they will be cursed for breaking their oath?

He Ling put his little hand on it. Not only did the statue not light up, but it became dimmer. A huge force came from the body of the statue. If Sherlock hadn't taken He Ling away in time, the shock wave formed by this force could have killed He Ling directly. little life.

The shock wave was released in all directions, with a loud bang, and other sculptures in the entire church were neatly cut off and fell to the ground.

The church trembled like an earthquake.

"This... pagan?!"

Willie Pope and Bueno looked at Herring solemnly.