The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

Chapter 614: The chaos ends [-]

Ghost Island, dungeon.

“Thank you guys I will definitely come back again.”

Brother Ming's hasty departure left the surrounding flowing ground calm, leaving only white "sand" scattered all over it. Gion, who did not catch up immediately, paused slightly, with a sad expression on his face. whisper hum

After the phantom attached to her body twisted for a while, it appeared in front of Gion. The corners of his illusory mouth were slightly raised, and after spitting out a silent "thank you", it turned into a refreshing cool breeze, pushing her body forward. .

"Do you want me to go quickly?"

The cold wind blowing against his body accelerated a bit like a series of nods. Gion looked back, and with his deep eyes, the "snow-covered" burial ground behind him was firmly engraved on his heart.

"I went"

Gion, who finally smiled brightly, retracted his gaze, took steps, and followed the direction Ming Ge left. When they met again, the two of them once again returned to the long and narrow corridor where they first met.

Under the lamp that had not been replenished for a long time, the dim light merged with the surrounding gray walls and mottled blood stains, making the dungeon environment extremely depressing and unpleasant. Brother Ming's mood at this time was ten times worse than this.

The two wounds that Gion slashed on his body have now been repaired by the "thread", but this does not mean that the recovery will still have a great impact on the subsequent battle.

"You should do whatever it takes to save people. You may have a better chance this way."

"You don't seem surprised that I prefer to take control calmly."

"Threads are used to suture wounds in medicine. You, Doflamingo, are an awakened ability user. You have experienced hundreds of battles, so how could you not understand medical skills? Come on, it's time to end this relationship between us. Fighting.”

Gion explained casually, letting go of his left hand, holding the sword blade clenched in his right hand vertically in front of him, holding his chest out, his abdomen in, and his feet slightly staggered, making the charming curves of his body even more impressive.

"Fufufu is so beautiful, the flower of the high mountains stained with blood. Woman, you can't hurt me with this kind of swordsmanship that the upper class only admires."

Brother Ming, who was laughing proudly, had exhausted all previous traps but was suppressed by the depression that was backlashing him. After all, it seemed that not all was lost so far. At least, his attack also caused a lot of injuries to the opponent, even if the bleeding had stopped. , but the wound without sutures, if he still used the powerful, heavy, fast and fierce slashes before, would definitely burst again, causing the scale of victory to tilt towards him.

"Even if I can't go all out, if you gather the threads of the wound, it will still split."

"Don't underestimate my ability. You were just lucky before. There is no damn ghost here to break your bones to pieces."

"Shut up, you despicable guy, you have no right to insult them."

Gion was the first to attack, and his attack was as fast as lightning. Ming Ge raised his five fingers, and the transparent silk thread that appeared on the fingertips collided with the tip of the sword, creating dazzling fireworks. The previous "break" with one touch As expected, the "rotten" project is no longer seen.

"Fufufu, use a little more strength. You can't shut me up with this strength."

"Sword Dance with Blades"

"Over the Whiplash"

Ding, ding, ding. The blade of Gion's right hand sword was as fast as a flower, blooming all over the sky. The disdainful smile on Brother Ming's face faded, he jumped back, raised his hands, and two thick black lines sprang out from the palms of his hands as whips. Collide with it hundreds of times.

"Sword Dance Breaks"

The dizzying stalemate didn't last long. The sharp blade in Gion's hand suddenly evolved from high-speed stabbing and slashing to an elegant waltz, da da, da da.

Gion's sword blades, whether light or heavy, quick or slow, soft or hard, were swung out one after another as Gion rotated, moved, and took small steps. Every time Ming Ge made a move to block it, she would dodge it narrowly. And left a slender scar on his body. His defensive movements, attack patterns, and weaknesses were completely seen through.

If this continues, his body will become riddled with holes in a few minutes. Brother Ming, who was defeated in the dangerous close combat, did not insist and decisively chose to distance himself: "Super Strike Whip"

"Sword Dance Still"

When Brother Ming struggled with two more wounds on his arm and stretched his palm back, he should have been chasing the victory, but Gion, who added a few more wounds to him, suddenly stopped and remained motionless, very sculptural. feeling.

Dozens of silk threads spurted out from the palm of Ming Ge's right hand, entangled together, forming a thick braid-like thread column, and headed straight for Gion's body with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

"you"

Seeing that the thread was about to penetrate Gion's body, Ming Ge's face became even more gloomy.

Gion, who was barely able to move at the critical moment, allowed the sharp spiral thorns to leave deep scratches on his collarbone. He turned his body sideways and raised the sword blade to pierce Ming Ge's heart without hesitation.

The moment when the shocking image passed by was like a flash of lightning, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

"Mad woman shields white line"

At the moment when death was imminent, Brother Ming could no longer take into account the hidden dangers caused by the wound. He activated his awakened ability and raised a huge thread pillar from the ground to block the fatal blow. The cost was that the wound in front of him was sutured with dense threads. Again the bleeding stopped.

"Sword Dance Rhythm"

At the same time that Brother Omming used his ability to press the bottom of the box, Gion put his left hand on the hilt of the sword again. He suddenly turned sideways and pulled his hands down. The violently trembling sword blade swept the white thread column from bottom to top, breaking it in two with one blow.

"Very good, I admit that your strength is just to kill me. You are still far from it, woman."

Brother Ming, who had foreseen this scene in advance, opened the distance early and jumped into the air with his arms spread wide. The pink cloak on his body fluttered in the wind, making him look like a flying flamingo with its wings spread.

"call"

Pat, pat. The ten piercing wounds Gion received in the Bone Hell earlier also burst open under the violent swing of the blade just now, and the gurgling blood once again stained the ground red.

Although the emergency reagent sent by Reg was very effective, it could not repair such a serious wound. The pain from the wound, the numbness that spread to the whole body, and the gradual loss of physical strength made Gion have no choice but to choose the dangerous method just now. Even if she slows down even half a beat, she will face death

"Be prepared to face death, Miss Gion."

"Nothing is absolute, Doflamingo"

After taking a deep breath, Gion raised his hands slightly, pointing the sword blade directly at Ming Ge, who was stagnant in mid-air. He smiled evilly, his eyes filled with crazy colors: "Then come on."

Swish, swish. Ming Ge had no reservations anymore. The two wounds on his body completely collapsed and a large amount of blood spilled. At that moment, thousands of transparent thin lines rose from the ground and turned into a pair of lifelike wings on his hands. .

The change did not end there, and then the armed domineering energy that surged out of his body quickly covered the wings, turning them into jet black wings.

Ming Ge's powerful movements did not affect Gion, who stood still and held the blade in both hands. She exuded an amazing aura, and the sharpness contained in it made Ming Ge feel her eyes hurt slightly just by touching it. .

It's just an illusion, but it has to be admirable.

Ming Ge, who was vibrating his wings, was the first to move. The moment the dark wings closed towards the middle, the waves floating like a continuous sea covered all directions, leaving Gion who was in it without any room to escape. There are as many swordsmen in the world as stars, among them can be called There are only a few strong men who are "sword masters", but he has seen many of them, and has had occasional battles with them, so he knows how terrifying sword masters can be.

Now that she feels a strong aura on Gion, it means that her swordsmanship has undergone a transformation in the battle with herself.

"A female swordsman is rare to see in a hundred years. It's a pity that a thousand arrows pierced the heart and hit the line."

With regrets on his lips and murderous intent in his eyes, Brother Ming suddenly closed the thin black threads that laid out the dragnet with his hands, turning into countless speeding arrows and flying towards Gion's body. Once she couldn't resist it, only thousands of arrows were waiting for her. The fate of a heart-piercing

"Sword Dance Unparalleled"

Swish, swish, but it didn't move. The moment it moved, it was the thundering Gion. Her strong and agile body left a series of flashing shadows on the spot, followed by the sword energy swung from her sword blade. The continuous light and shadow are like the ripples on the sea surface, brilliant and beautiful, but also carrying deadly murderous intent.

"Amazing and breathtaking beauty is destined to be short-lived"

"16 holy bullets"

"God kills"

At the same time as the jet-black wings collapsed rapidly, Ming Ge's fingers were bent into claw-like shapes, facing Gion's still struggling body, he suddenly gathered together 16 jet-black armed thread pillars rising from the ground, rotating, twisting, and closing to form The 16 sharp peaks attack fiercely with unparalleled power.

"The unparalleled final dance."

A whistling orange flower appeared behind Gion, blooming with endless flames, and moved forward along with the girl's straight and waving sword blade.

The heat wave that hit us was stagnant after touching the 16 peak-shaped lines. Time seemed to freeze at this moment. The flames ignited on the blade of Jinpilao's sword began to flow, and the sword body also turned from pitch black. It was red, as if it was being forged.

The "Supreme Sharp Sword" is an elusive and sacred existence for every swordsman, not because of its reputation that is praised by the world, not because of its scarcity, but because only swordsmen can control it. in order to exert its true power

All things have spirits, and all things have sounds. Even dead things without breathing, heartbeat, or even signs of life still have a cry released by their souls.

Persistence may not lead to success, but if you give up, you will definitely fail. After several setbacks, Gion stood up again and heard the sound of the sword: This feeling was so wonderful that it cannot be described in words.

But what is certain is that at this moment, I can cut off all obstacles with my heart.

After a stalemate, the next moment he was defeated by Ming Ge's move of pressing the bottom of the box under the burst of flames. It was as if it was ignited by the flames and disappeared as quickly as the white snow in spring.

"hello"

Brother Ming, who never expected that he would be so vulnerable, became dumbfounded as he muttered. He had the intention to hide, but what he saw and heard told him that no matter what, in what way, he would definitely not be able to dodge this sword.

"I'm so angry"

Seeing that the sword blade emerging from the flames was about to pierce his body, the furious Brother Ming stretched out his hands to grab it. Even though his hands were dripping with blood, he could not stop the speed of its penetration.

The severe pain was accompanied by the shackles wrapped around his arms, and the body's strength escaped from the successive blows, making Brother Ming's face turn extremely pale. In front of him was a girl with cold eyes. There was relief in her eyes, and she also felt defeated by him. of mercy.

"roll"

Brother Ming, who raised his palms with a click, wanted to push her away, but was trapped by the closing sound of another shackle: what was locked on his hands was a cyan circle like a bracelet, this kind of fine seastone creation, Only Wano can produce it.

"Why, you want to deliberately miss the target?"

Brother Ming, who couldn't even force him to retreat from Gion, turned to hold the blade firmly and let the blood flow from his cut palm: "Woman, put away your eyes. Even if I lose, I don't need you to pity me." "

"I'm just remembering those who died at your hands. You, a scumbag, don't need any sympathy."

"Fufufu is very good. I really like you more and more."

"Pooh"

Gion spat lightly and rolled his eyes at Brother Ming: "But I don't like you. The only one I like is Reg."

"Furafura cough cough"

The weakness that continued to spread from the blood made it extremely difficult for Brother Ming to laugh, but he still grinned: "Stop showing off your affection in front of me. You know I'm not talking about that kind of thing. Forget it, it doesn't matter."

"Don't move, do you want to die?"

Gion was just thinking about how to make Ming Ge let go, but when he felt the strength from his hands, this guy actually took the initiative to move the blade to the side of his heart.

"I don't want to be judged by anyone, especially after losing to a woman."

Ming Ge, who roared angrily, could not move the sword and moved his body. This decisive gesture made Gion extremely surprised. His eyes were full of confusion: "Losing to a woman is really so unacceptable to you. Didn’t you just say that everything doesn’t matter?”

"You don't care about my furfura, cough, cough"

The moment the sharp blade of the sword touched his heart, the grinning Brother Ming closed his eyes: everything was over, his own capabilities were no more than this, and the eliminated guy had no right to linger.

Then I remembered the sound of the shackles opening, the body with the smell of blood and a faint fragrance leaving with the sound of the wind, and the urgent cry came in my ears: "Doflamingo, you don't even have the courage to face failure. Still not a man, hurry up and repair your heart yourself”

"It's too late and I'm not omnipotent. I'll take your sword away."

Ming Ge, who opened his eyes, pulled out the sword from his chest without any scruples and threw it to Gion not far away. The wound in front of him began to have dense lines squirming. Dong, Dong, Dong.

The abnormal heartbeat and the fluctuating breath of life made Gion sigh slightly after catching the sword: "Do you have anything else to say or request? I can try my best."

"Ms. Gion, you are no longer the Marine Lieutenant Commander who used the same rhetoric to condemned prisoners."

At the end of the flashback, Brother Ming called her name again. The emotions in his eyes were also complicated and inexplicable.

"Yeah, so I didn't kill you just now. That's not what I should do, and I don't have that right."

"Hmph, that's so hypocritical."

"You must be telling the truth. You clearly wanted to die just now, but now you want to die later."

Brother Ming was not angry when Gion revealed his thoughts. He seemed extremely calm in the last moments of his life, with an indescribable indifference. He smiled slightly: "Because I suddenly thought of some interesting things, such as the content of the transaction when you were betrayed. You Do you want to hear it?”

"think."

"Let my people go."

"Please rest in peace and I will find an undisturbed cemetery for you."

Gion's straightforward refusal made Mingge shrug: "Even if it concerns the secret of why the Celestial Dragons can rule the world?"

"How do I know what you said is true? Even if it is true, the truth will come to light one day. Although I am no longer a navy, I can't let go of any pirate who has killed innocent people."

Gion, who was really moved, pursed her red lips, or shook her head to reject this guy. He always forced her to make choices that tortured people's hearts. He was simply a devil.

"Fufufu is really boring. Time is running out. Just shut up and listen."

""

After a long time, Brother Ming's vitality dropped to the bottom. He completely ignored the disbelief on Gion's face and left his last words: "Remember it, tell it to others or not. It's your choice. I'll take it in." those kids"

Before he finished speaking, the color in Brother Ming's eyes disappeared. What was reflected in his pupils was not Gion, which was so close at hand, but the road spreading into the darkness behind her, where his last bond was: I'm sorry, everyone. As a king, I have failed too much.