Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed
Chapter 116: Coveting Sherlock’s beauty
"Lauberon, please step back as well."
Sherlock ordered, and without any hesitation, Laubron turned around and retreated with the guards.
It seems that these prisoners have nothing to do with him.
Sherlock looked at his back and sighed.
"Pippi, is there any reward for killing these monsters?"
Sherlock looked at the kiss on his shoulder.
Pipisia flapped her little wings and flew. Recently, she successfully lost weight by swimming, and she was finally able to realize her wish to fly freely.
"Ding, host, every time you defeat one, the host can get one of their relics. When the time comes, it will be brought to the colorful mist. After being polluted, it can be made into artifacts. Each artifact has its own unique function. The host and the host's companions can use it. , or sell it on the black market."
Pipisia smiled and said,
"Furthermore, by irritating them, you can get a significant increase in talent points, and by defeating them, you can get a skill upgrade."
"The devil's curse should be ineffective against them, right? After all, no one here can use devil fruits."
Sherlock said.
Pipisia nodded.
"So actually they are not as strong as the host. It's just that according to the current data, they are on par with the host. Come on, host!"
Sherlock twisted his neck and curled his fingers at the red-haired scarred man Comoros.
"Come on, I haven't met an opponent in a long time."
Comoros raised the corners of his mouth:
"You overestimate your capabilities, you arrogant guy, hahaha, don't interfere, I will deal with this pretty boy!"
"Don't break it. I can play with this body for a year."
Jessica let out a hearty laugh and looked at Sherlock with hot eyes.
Sherlock couldn't help but look at the mummy-like man. Yes, he was definitely a man.
And this man is still coveting his beauty!
His whole body was wrapped in gray and white cloth strips, and only his narrow left eye was exposed. The pupil was golden yellow, and his eyes were full of greed and desire.
Sherlock is about to vomit, what kind of perversions have been imagined by Law Unreliable Bollen?
"Just let you play."
The prisoners on death row did not look like people who would engage in such low-level behavior as taking hostages. They all maintained the arrogant attitude of strong men. Since Stone King Comoro wanted to deal with this favored one by himself, then they would just watch.
Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief, this would be easier to handle. If 80 people came together, he would have no chance of winning.
Sherlock opened his game vision and began to identify Stone King Commorragh.
HP: 10000 (monster level)
Skills: Clear Kill·Stone Strike, Assassination·Dance of Stone, Ultimate Kill·Power of Stone, Crush·Collapse of Stone, Strange Power
Devil Fruit: none
Dao Strength: 9000
The blood is so thick, it's not easy to fight... Strange power means that the power itself is very strong... The corners of Sherlock's mouth twitched slightly.
Comoro turned around and walked to a three-story building. He stretched out his hand and hugged the building.
"What is he going to do?"
The guards and civilians outside the cordon took out their telescopes, looked at the scene inside, and couldn't help but ask.
"Could it be that you want to pick up the library with your bare hands?"
"how is this possible!"
Sherlock was also stunned.
Comoro used his strange power to actually lift an entire library building.
With a loud rumbling sound, the upper half of the library building separated from the foundation buried deep underground.
"Ming Kill·Stone Strike!"
Comoros threw the library directly towards Sherlock.
Melby carried the wind cannon and wanted to help Shylock get in touch with the crisis at hand, but was blocked by Lauberon.
He shook his head and pointed the gazes of the other death row inmates.
They can remain calm at this moment. Watching Sherlock and Commorragh 1V1, they don’t know Sherlock’s strength and want Comorragh to test it. After all, everyone is called Shylock’s Favorite, God’s Favorite, always making people feel good. A trace of fear.
Once someone intervenes and breaks this balance, they will find that Shylock is not as powerful as they imagined. The worst-case scenario is that this group of strong men join forces to directly strangle Shylock and start massacring the city.
Robert Lauron could think of this, and so could Shylock.
He must win with one blow. He must not let the death row prisoners see that his strength is almost the same as that of Comoros. He must make them feel the oppression of the hierarchy.
Sherlock stepped on his feet, dodged the attack, and stood at the top of the library in an instant.
With a dull loud noise, the library building hit the ground. The ground and the building suffered a huge force at the same time and became ruins.
Sherlock has already appeared in the sky on moon steps.
In a very short period of time, his brain was working rapidly and he could not take action. If the action could not kill the opponent instantly, he must not take action easily.
We need to find a thug among these 80 people. His skills should be able to restrain most of them!
Sherlock found a woman in a purple cloak among the crowd. She had pale skin, a thin figure, and dull eyes. The strange thing was that all these shortcomings were perfectly integrated in her body, making her indescribably beautiful.
Of course, this is a kind of morbid beauty.
She raised her head and looked at Sherlock.
Sherlock's eyes made contact with her, it was you.
He immediately activated the hidden skill brought by having a luck value of 100 and reversed it!
Reversal activation can reverse a woman's attitude towards him and turn his enemy into a friend, just like what he once did to the redhead.
The witch Tihana took off the black brim of her cloak, revealing her long purple hair. Her beauty amazed all men.
"Beloved one, what is your name?"
she asked lightly.
"Leah D. Houston."
How could I possibly tell a witch my real name... Sherlock added inwardly.
"A dead person, interesting. I am willing to help you, but you have to grant me one wish."
Witch Tihana said.
The surrounding prisoners on death row looked at each other, and even the fighting Stone King Comoros was confused. Comrade, how can you rebel just because you say you rebel?
"You said."
Sherlock was in the air, looking down at them.
"I want your heart."
Tihana said calmly.
Sherlock raised his eyebrows slightly, and Pipicia explained to him personally: "The heart-eating witch Tihana maintains eternal youth by eating the hearts of young men."
"Why not eat the heart of a young girl?"
Sherlock complained.
"Every witch has different preferences. She just likes to eat men's hearts."
Pipisia kissed her lips and said, "It's free, this piece of information."
"I thank you ha."
Sherlock said speechlessly, and he continued to look at Tihana, "I can't fulfill your wish, but if you can get out of here alive, I don't mind letting you experience the ultimate joy."
"Don't make sleeping women so clear and refined."
Pipisia complained personally.
Sherlock nodded slightly, wondering if his beauty would be attractive to the witch.
Witch Tihana was stunned for a second, then smiled,
"interesting."
Tihana tilted her head slightly and looked at Sherlock.
"If I don't feel joy by then, you have to give your heart."
"can."
Sherlock raised his lips. He was still very sure of his man's abilities, especially since he was a Shuangshuang Fruit user who could definitely satisfy the witch's desires.
Sherlock ordered, and without any hesitation, Laubron turned around and retreated with the guards.
It seems that these prisoners have nothing to do with him.
Sherlock looked at his back and sighed.
"Pippi, is there any reward for killing these monsters?"
Sherlock looked at the kiss on his shoulder.
Pipisia flapped her little wings and flew. Recently, she successfully lost weight by swimming, and she was finally able to realize her wish to fly freely.
"Ding, host, every time you defeat one, the host can get one of their relics. When the time comes, it will be brought to the colorful mist. After being polluted, it can be made into artifacts. Each artifact has its own unique function. The host and the host's companions can use it. , or sell it on the black market."
Pipisia smiled and said,
"Furthermore, by irritating them, you can get a significant increase in talent points, and by defeating them, you can get a skill upgrade."
"The devil's curse should be ineffective against them, right? After all, no one here can use devil fruits."
Sherlock said.
Pipisia nodded.
"So actually they are not as strong as the host. It's just that according to the current data, they are on par with the host. Come on, host!"
Sherlock twisted his neck and curled his fingers at the red-haired scarred man Comoros.
"Come on, I haven't met an opponent in a long time."
Comoros raised the corners of his mouth:
"You overestimate your capabilities, you arrogant guy, hahaha, don't interfere, I will deal with this pretty boy!"
"Don't break it. I can play with this body for a year."
Jessica let out a hearty laugh and looked at Sherlock with hot eyes.
Sherlock couldn't help but look at the mummy-like man. Yes, he was definitely a man.
And this man is still coveting his beauty!
His whole body was wrapped in gray and white cloth strips, and only his narrow left eye was exposed. The pupil was golden yellow, and his eyes were full of greed and desire.
Sherlock is about to vomit, what kind of perversions have been imagined by Law Unreliable Bollen?
"Just let you play."
The prisoners on death row did not look like people who would engage in such low-level behavior as taking hostages. They all maintained the arrogant attitude of strong men. Since Stone King Comoro wanted to deal with this favored one by himself, then they would just watch.
Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief, this would be easier to handle. If 80 people came together, he would have no chance of winning.
Sherlock opened his game vision and began to identify Stone King Commorragh.
HP: 10000 (monster level)
Skills: Clear Kill·Stone Strike, Assassination·Dance of Stone, Ultimate Kill·Power of Stone, Crush·Collapse of Stone, Strange Power
Devil Fruit: none
Dao Strength: 9000
The blood is so thick, it's not easy to fight... Strange power means that the power itself is very strong... The corners of Sherlock's mouth twitched slightly.
Comoro turned around and walked to a three-story building. He stretched out his hand and hugged the building.
"What is he going to do?"
The guards and civilians outside the cordon took out their telescopes, looked at the scene inside, and couldn't help but ask.
"Could it be that you want to pick up the library with your bare hands?"
"how is this possible!"
Sherlock was also stunned.
Comoro used his strange power to actually lift an entire library building.
With a loud rumbling sound, the upper half of the library building separated from the foundation buried deep underground.
"Ming Kill·Stone Strike!"
Comoros threw the library directly towards Sherlock.
Melby carried the wind cannon and wanted to help Shylock get in touch with the crisis at hand, but was blocked by Lauberon.
He shook his head and pointed the gazes of the other death row inmates.
They can remain calm at this moment. Watching Sherlock and Commorragh 1V1, they don’t know Sherlock’s strength and want Comorragh to test it. After all, everyone is called Shylock’s Favorite, God’s Favorite, always making people feel good. A trace of fear.
Once someone intervenes and breaks this balance, they will find that Shylock is not as powerful as they imagined. The worst-case scenario is that this group of strong men join forces to directly strangle Shylock and start massacring the city.
Robert Lauron could think of this, and so could Shylock.
He must win with one blow. He must not let the death row prisoners see that his strength is almost the same as that of Comoros. He must make them feel the oppression of the hierarchy.
Sherlock stepped on his feet, dodged the attack, and stood at the top of the library in an instant.
With a dull loud noise, the library building hit the ground. The ground and the building suffered a huge force at the same time and became ruins.
Sherlock has already appeared in the sky on moon steps.
In a very short period of time, his brain was working rapidly and he could not take action. If the action could not kill the opponent instantly, he must not take action easily.
We need to find a thug among these 80 people. His skills should be able to restrain most of them!
Sherlock found a woman in a purple cloak among the crowd. She had pale skin, a thin figure, and dull eyes. The strange thing was that all these shortcomings were perfectly integrated in her body, making her indescribably beautiful.
Of course, this is a kind of morbid beauty.
She raised her head and looked at Sherlock.
Sherlock's eyes made contact with her, it was you.
He immediately activated the hidden skill brought by having a luck value of 100 and reversed it!
Reversal activation can reverse a woman's attitude towards him and turn his enemy into a friend, just like what he once did to the redhead.
The witch Tihana took off the black brim of her cloak, revealing her long purple hair. Her beauty amazed all men.
"Beloved one, what is your name?"
she asked lightly.
"Leah D. Houston."
How could I possibly tell a witch my real name... Sherlock added inwardly.
"A dead person, interesting. I am willing to help you, but you have to grant me one wish."
Witch Tihana said.
The surrounding prisoners on death row looked at each other, and even the fighting Stone King Comoros was confused. Comrade, how can you rebel just because you say you rebel?
"You said."
Sherlock was in the air, looking down at them.
"I want your heart."
Tihana said calmly.
Sherlock raised his eyebrows slightly, and Pipicia explained to him personally: "The heart-eating witch Tihana maintains eternal youth by eating the hearts of young men."
"Why not eat the heart of a young girl?"
Sherlock complained.
"Every witch has different preferences. She just likes to eat men's hearts."
Pipisia kissed her lips and said, "It's free, this piece of information."
"I thank you ha."
Sherlock said speechlessly, and he continued to look at Tihana, "I can't fulfill your wish, but if you can get out of here alive, I don't mind letting you experience the ultimate joy."
"Don't make sleeping women so clear and refined."
Pipisia complained personally.
Sherlock nodded slightly, wondering if his beauty would be attractive to the witch.
Witch Tihana was stunned for a second, then smiled,
"interesting."
Tihana tilted her head slightly and looked at Sherlock.
"If I don't feel joy by then, you have to give your heart."
"can."
Sherlock raised his lips. He was still very sure of his man's abilities, especially since he was a Shuangshuang Fruit user who could definitely satisfy the witch's desires.
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