Bloody Hand Massacre in Pirate Dungeon

"No matter how long I stay here, I feel that the weather here is very strange."

A sloppy uncle who seemed to be in a glue-like costume walked in the forest with a golden scepter, and couldn't help looking up at the misty sky.

This man has a square face, wearing a pair of small sunglasses, and there are always two pieces of snot hanging from his nose. Even his hair and beard look like gelatinous liquid.

He is one of the four top cadres of the Don Quixote family group, Torre Pol.

"Where did everyone go...It's so boring...Didn't it say that there are members of the Monster Pirates here?"

Torrebol leaned on his scepter and walked forward step by step in the increasingly foggy forest, his tone seemed sticky and wet.

He felt that the forest was getting colder and colder, so that the snot that had been hanging on his face flowed down a little more, and it had already hovered to his chin.

"Hey... Rogue Island... Will it still snow?"

The more he walked into the depths of the forest, the more Torrebol felt that the weather became strange. Like now, he looked at the sky with light snow gradually, and the snot on his face Another part of it flowed down, but it just didn't fall.

"Is there anyone else here... Hey hey hey, miss, what are you doing here alone?"

Torrebol walked and saw a green-haired woman sitting on the big tree in front of him with his back facing him. He walked closer and raised his head and smiled wretchedly.

"I heard from Sister Robin that Rogue Island was originally a summer island. Time has passed and many years have passed. After all, it cannot withstand the changing seasons of the great sea route. It has gradually been institutionalized and no longer has eternal summer. So, it never fell a single snowflake, but it snowed today, do you know why?"

The green-haired woman waved her hand, and the snowflakes in the sky suddenly changed from sparse and dotted to restless, anxious, windy and snowy.

The entire forest is covered with a quilt made of snow, covered in silver, as if entering a snow-white world.

"Because I'm here."

Monet's waving palms suddenly clenched into fists, and the thousands of miles of snowflakes gradually melted, and Torrebol's nose and hair were first covered with a layer of frost.

Feeling the changes in the surrounding temperature, Torrebol frowned, and directly removed the 'slime coat' that was wrapped around him, revealing his originally scrawny figure.

"...'Snow Maiden' Monet, so you already knew I was coming..."

Torrebol didn't know if he was born like this or because he ate the sticky fruit, but he always spoke with a sticky stupidity.

It turned out that what filled the forest just now was not fog, but cold air!

Only then did Trebel understand why he felt a little cold just now.

Monet turned around and glanced at Torrebel, with a disgusted expression on his face, and then he jumped from the branch and flew into the sky full of snow and air-conditioning, disappearing.

Torrebol swallowed, carefully staring at the increasingly messy snowflakes around her, this woman is super bad...

"Sticky launcher!"

Torrebol pressed down, and then shot many sticky slime balls in all directions from within his body.

But when it shot into mid-air, a faint layer of frost began to form on the surface, and then it fell heavily and almost hit Torrebol himself.

"Hehehe~"

Monet's ridicule sounded from every corner of Snow White, and Torrepole couldn't figure out where Monet was.

Torrebol's sticky fruit is only natural in shape, but Monet's snowy fruit is really natural.

And the nature department has an overwhelming advantage in the first half of the great route and the four seas. As long as it doesn't encounter some excessive fruits, the nature department will not suffer.

If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be recognized as the strongest of the three series.

Torrebol knew that it would be very bad if this continued, and decided to transfer the battlefield, and quickly flew towards the town outside the forest.

This forest is a trap prepared by 'Snow Maiden' long ago, it is completely the home field of that woman, and it is too difficult to fight her here.

In fact, as Torrebol had guessed, Monet deliberately let those who watched her spread the news that she had entered the forest.

Then she arranged the forest as her snow field in advance, quietly waiting for someone from Don Quixote's family who might come.

Originally, Monet thought that the tall man who had fought with her last time would come. In Monet's view, that man was a little troublesome, but it turned out that it was Torrepole who she thought was the best solution.

Torrebol kept running out, looking back from time to time, but there were fewer and fewer snowflakes around his body, and the air-conditioning was getting thinner, and he walked out of the forest area smoothly.

"That woman didn't come after her?"

The slime coat once again condensed on Torrebol's body, and he looked at the ice and snow forest behind him with doubts and caution.

Above the forest, Doflamingo stood above the snowy forest stepping on a string in midair, frowning and scanning every corner of the forest, but he didn't find anyone.

In the mist and snow above Doflamingo's head, Monet looked seriously at Doflamingo who was looking down for her.

If Doflamingo's fruit ability is wrapped around the armed domineering, it would be Monet's nightmare. The sharp threads all over the air will make her lose most of her mobility and greatly weaken her interference ability.

The last thing Monet wanted to face in the entire Don Quixote family was this man.

Monet watched Doflamingo leave here with a dark face, and then quietly hid in the clouds for a while, then came out slowly with a sigh of relief, and rushed towards Carloso's direction.

Until now, apart from the battle between Kazan and Doflamingo, the three main forces of the monster family and the three of the four top cadres of the Don Quixote family have all won or lost.

As a result, the three main forces of the monster family completely defeated the three top cadres of the Don Quixote family.

On the Rogue Island, two or three other cadres of the Don Quixote family are looking for other members of the monster family.

As everyone knows, Robin and his younger brothers and sisters are staring at them in the world inside the door.

If Robin wanted to, he could have Granu open a small door, and Perona would let out a few negative ghosts, and then Robin would use his ability to twist the heads of those people.

But Robin didn't do this, because her "wild eyes" in the world outside the door just vaguely saw the figure of Doflamingo passing by.

Robin couldn't guarantee that her hands were faster than Doflamingo's, so she didn't choose to act rashly.