The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

Chapter 634: The picture shows a dagger

New world, sea of ​​apples.

All, disappear.

The moment these deep words poured into his soul with despair, the golden light condensed on Reg's body began to slowly dissipate. Before he knew it, he was in tears. When he woke up again, death was already approaching. .

The nostalgia for the world, the desire for life, and the strong belief that nothing can be given up, pulled Reg back from the abyss of despair. Before he had time to think about why he became like this, a red arc of electricity burst out from his body, pulling He slammed his hands heavily on the incoming red and blue giant sword.

嗡

The moment the two came into contact, the world collapsed. Natural disasters such as dark clouds, storms, and seas of fire lost their original appearance under the devastating impact of destruction.

Just like the sea of ​​clouds [-] meters high in the sky, which is so diffuse and ever-changing; it is also like the palette in the hands of a painter. The unconstrained, borderless golden lightning spreads out like splashing ink, and the blue blooming on the giant sword gradually becomes Illusive and transparent, it turns into a cyan aurora and blends with it. The color is pure and bright, exuding the brilliance of life. It combines with the red color on the giant sword, which represents destruction, to form the light of the sun.

As the world collapsed, the "sunshine" in Reg's eyes was taken away from everything in the world, and slowly merged with the other half of the giant sword, turning into a purple smear that surrounded him. Not long ago, when he fought Kaido to the death, he tried to contact the devil deep in his soul. After the power, the last memory of the previous life reappeared.

who am I

where am i

Where are you going again?

In the darkness where he knew nothing, Reg forgot his memory. As he repeated the rotation and downwards again, he felt that the darkness around him was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that he wanted to give up and willingly remain silent in this void forever. Among them, dong dong, dong dong

When Reg chose to give up his efforts and sink into the darkness, light appeared, a small ball of light.

who is he

seems to be calling me

I am coming.

The vibration, like a heartbeat, pulled Reg's soul to the light group, and he finally saw the other person's face clearly. He was a child with a round face and cute baby fat, but his face was covered with tears and The dirty dust made him look more funny and funny.

The child himself was not aware of his plight, but kept muttering some words: "Help me, help me, save"

The conflicting feeling of strangeness and familiarity surged in uncontrollably, driving Reg to move forward some distance. Hey, hey.

The sudden lighting up of the blue arc dispelled the boundless darkness, and a fruit beating like a heart and covered with lightning patterns covered the two of them together. Under the reflection of the bright lightning patterns, the memory of Thunder returned. Ge, looked at the reflected other self with a blank look on his face: Hello, previous life.

"Big brother, I finally see you, thank you."

Without giving him time to be sentimental, the little boy's voice came. His little face covered with tears finally stopped crying and laughed happily, like a little cat, so innocent and cute that people couldn't help laughing.

"Feel sorry"

Reg, who stretched out his hand, froze midway. From the moment the song started, he fell into Big Mom's trap.

Natural disasters such as seas of fire, storms, ice and snow are just external baits. The soul power contained in her singing is the most deadly existence.

He underestimated the power of the soul fruit after awakening, or was too confident in his own willpower. The sad, sad, and desperate singing that kept echoing in his ears, he listened to it with the idea of ​​​​exploring and listening, thinking that Use this to understand the attack methods that Big Mom does not have in memory.

As a result, his soul was unknowingly affected, so that after the singing gradually progressed, he actually confused the difference between physical attack and soul attack. The world did not collapse at all, but he fell into the soul illusion woven by his aunt. .

The reason why he woke up at the last moment, protected by the power of the devil, was also related to the child in front of him. This last fragment of his soul awakened him who was about to sink into the abyss.

The memory was connected again. The last light group he saw when he traveled through time was the soul that should have belonged to this body, but he did the thing of occupying the magpie's nest. Whether it was out of his own will or not, he did it after all.

Reg believed that if he had to do it again even if he was conscious, he would do it because there is nothing more desirable than being alive.

"I'm sorry, big brother, what I did wrong"

The little boy still smiled brightly and tilted his head. Reg was choked for a moment and couldn't express the guilt in his heart.

The thunderous fruit that shrouded the two of them suddenly vibrated violently, seeming to remind them of something.

"There is no time. Big brother, thank you for saving me, and dad and mom."

The little boy took the initiative to reach out his little hand, put Reg's palm on his face that he wanted to touch but stopped halfway, showing a comfortable and happy expression: "So warm."

Reg, who didn't feel any resentment, asked tremblingly: "What is your name?"

The little boy who lost everything in that pirate massacre said sweetly: "'Dawson', big brother, thank you for saving me. I'm going to find my father and mother. Bye."

Before Reg could make any attempt to stop him, Dawson let go of his hand and waved his little hand, turning into dots of starlight that passed through the barrier and dissipated mottledly into the darkness outside. Under the reflective lines of the fruit barrier, Reg watched his own with his own eyes. His face returned to what it looks like now.

The speechless Reg slowly closed his eyes, feeling both sad and happy in his heart.

Fortunately, I finally don't have to do that thing again. Sadly, the child named "Dawson" has left forever and will never leave even a trace in this body.

Maybe it's a second, maybe it's a minute when those soul light spots completely dissipate, and the darkness recedes like a tide.

There was no collapse of the world at all, there was just a pair of deep pupils that coveted his heart. Seeing Reg's eyes regain their vitality, an inexplicable indescribable flash appeared in the angel's eyes, and then they shattered.

"Who are you?"

Reg asked questions at the same time, but did not get any response. The red lightning surrounding his body turned to gold at the same time. Now is not the time to fight desperately.

"Darkness calls, the end comes"

"Darkness swallows, stupidity and savagery"

"The human mind is extremely weak."

In the majestic accompaniment, the slow, heavy, sad and melancholy song sounded again. The aunt in full dress opened her arms and made an affectionate hug gesture, as if she wanted to hug the world, so this grand scene The majestic doomsday scene has changed.

Without the existence of Dawson's soul, Reg would never feel the same sadness and despair in his heart. He was like a strange bystander, coldly watching this "stage play" directed and performed by his aunt.

The storm that went straight into the sky began to absorb the red magma, and the raging fire wrapped around it like fire dragons. The "Fire Tornado" with the aura of burning all things was born.

The icy snowflakes that filled the sky also "fallen". After absorbing the billowing black smoke from the fire tornado, the white color faded and turned into a transparent "acid rain" exuding a pungent sulfur smell.

The flaming clouds that had previously dropped the "meteor rain" shattered like bubbles and merged with hail and heavy rain, dyeing the entire sky gray and full of decay. Who knows something about meteorology? Reg, after a moment of hesitation, classified it under the category of "smog", even though ordinary people might die after just one breath of this kind of smog.

Changes in natural disasters such as high temperature, low temperature, cold wave, etc. are still continuing. Instead of calling this song the song of destruction, it is better to call it the song of the end. Most of the apocalyptic scenes that humans can imagine are here, and they are intuitive. It couldn't be more intuitive.

"Self-extinction, the light of hope"

"The lost light will never shine"

"Ah, ah will never shine"

As the song sings, with the pitch gradually rising, the magnificent ensemble becomes more urgent. Everything that can represent light is covered by the thicker haze, becoming looming, and Reg can perceive it. The breath of life that arrived also disappeared at this moment.

Is soul power really omnipotent? Is there really no limit?

Reg, who asked himself, shook his head slightly, and clicked the words "boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom" with his fingers.

It's not just other natural disasters that have changed, thunder and lightning, thunderstorms, ball lightning and other disaster phenomena have also appeared in the thunderclouds he controls.

Although this change was completely incomparable with the momentum and energy contained in the natural disasters controlled by Auntie, in his opinion, no matter what kind of power it is, it lies in essence rather than quantity, and in depth rather than breadth.

On the premise that the soul erosion failed, even if Auntie produced more natural disaster powers, she would not be able to deal a fatal blow to him unless these powers were twice or twice as powerful. But this scale is already exaggerated, Auntie If she were more powerful, she wouldn't have been suppressed by Whitebeard for so many years.

He just had to wait for Teacher Colin to make the final preparations. Reg, who calmly analyzed the current situation, was immediately slapped in the face.

"If everything is hypocrisy"

"Then let this world end"

"Returning to nothingness is the truth of the world"

Under the rapid changes of the ensemble, the aunt sang soprano, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down her fair face, making her look more and more miserable and making people sympathize.

The power of the soul that firmly protected her within the barrier rippled in the song like water ripples, spreading into the distance.

Countless white light spots emerged from under the sea during this process. Reg, whose perception of sight, hearing and color was suppressed, dilated to the maximum size and could not let her go on like this.

Boom, boom, colorful spherical lightning fell from the clouds one after another, and the natural disasters who were given souls swarmed in. In an instant, the sea and sky changed color, and the wind and clouds became very lively.

But none of this could stop Reg's actions. He once again summoned the red lightning and punched out a wide channel against the edge of the soul barrier with just one punch. The ball lightning flashed out of the surrounding area and spread out into a ball on the sea. Another ball of lightning magnetic field caused the soul power that Big Mom was about to absorb to fall into the ocean.

"Destruction and Creation"

"Invective and Praise"

"Angels and Demons"

The aunt, whose tone began to be sonorous and powerful, blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and her life breath turned into a frenzy. Her face was extremely pale, and she gradually bent down, as if she could no longer walk, and slowly slipped on the transparent passage. She was full of holiness. Ethereal wings of radiance and redemptive aura appeared.

The moment the passage opened by Reg's punch closed, hundreds of soul balls blooming with bright white light flew in. Reg, who wanted to repeat his same trick, heard the voice again in his heart: All of them, disappear.

This kind of whisper that went straight into the depths of the soul and could not be stopped at all made Reg decisively give up on stopping Big Mom from absorbing the soul. Sure enough, the angel that had appeared twice before appeared again.

This time, He looked more like a human being, which seemed to be the reason why he gave his wings to Big Mom. His back was empty, and his facial features other than his eyes became clearly visible.

This is an exquisite face, with blue pupils, a small nose, and a charming smile that is just right, coupled with his long wavy hair hanging over his shoulders, a headscarf, and a nun's uniform that covers his beautiful body. , so that He would not

It should be her. She is not a god to begin with. She is just a nun who reads the Bible all day long, pity the world, and repent of her sins. At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

"The Carmelite nuns are secretly known as "mountains" and are breaker of the law who specializes in abducting special children. It turns out that this is what it is."

Reg, who revealed the identity of the other party with one word, cleared up all the previous doubts. He was not the same person at all.

No wonder this battle was full of weirdness. His own memories had no effect at all. It was clear that the aunt was still a domineering and overbearing queen before, and her moves were well-tracked. However, after he tore up the photos, earth-shaking changes took place.

Back then, Auntie was so excited that she even ate the "Puff Tower" on the table. In order to stop her, Carmelite turned the grass into living vines and tried to stop Auntie, but the vines were also eaten.

Immediately afterwards, Carmel was the first to be swallowed, and the other children did not escape. The giant warriors saw this scene, and did not see the subsequent scenes. The little sun named "Pandora" also had a fight with The aunt, who was only 5 years old, also boarded the reward order.

Reg had thought at the beginning whether Carmelite was not really dead, and what the relationship between the little Pandora sun and the three Homitz soul creations around her was. In line with the idea of ​​not being able to alert the snake, he has spent so many years It was just a reasonable test for the aunt, but she was defeated directly in physical skills, and the follow-up was nothing.

Now it seems that Carmel is indeed not dead. Maybe she did it on purpose, or maybe she was swallowed by accident. Maybe no matter what, he will not give up on Charlotte Lingling because of these accidents. It is an established fact that his body and soul will be completely wiped out from this world.