The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

Chapter 641 Finally got what I wanted [-]

New world, Caramel Island sea area.

"Thunderboy, Reg, Lord Thundergod, please"

"Don't be like this, I don't want to die."

"I can make a soul contract with you, I can give you all the kingdoms, and I can make Lingling listen to your words."

In the not-too-large confined space, Carmelo, who transformed into a little sun and was shrouded in a red electromagnetic barrier, begged, hoping that Reg could let go of her previous soul battle, which had consumed too much power. , so that she couldn't even resist at this time.

"unnecessary"

After coldly rejecting the other party, a small black dot appeared in the hand of Reg who raised his left hand.

Soon a green fruit and a bright apple appeared in his hands. The green fruit was covered with four-leaf clover petals. Apple is the most common fruit, and this one looked like a fig. Green fruit is a "lucky fruit".

In other words, it was once a lucky fruit. It was used by Sora as a "life design". After nearly 10 days and thousands of complicated processes and chemical reactions, it was stripped of the devil's power and made into the previous one. Used lucky ring.

The intact fruit that was left behind, like other devil fruits, would not change in shape over time, but the juice tasted like the soft, waxy and sweet fig.

"You, what do you want to do? Are you a devil? No, you are a despicable and shameless person."

As if expecting something, Carmelo struggled wildly, trying to resist the cruel facts she faced next, but the red lightning that imprisoned her did not make any ripples.

"Scream, shout, shout louder. I want to see what you can do without the protection of aunt's body and losing most of your strength."

After filtering out the dirty words, Reg, who was talking to himself, showed a playful smile: "I think you can guess what will happen next. People in the world have always wondered how Devil Fruits are reborn, and I am the same. , so please accompany me to do the experiment."

"No Strawson, you bastard, hurry up and save me."

"With his kind of injury, if you give him half an hour, you can still say that Strawson is the original name of the baguette. Speaking of which, it's all thanks to him. Otherwise, I would have to kill you now. Then It’s too cheap for you.”

Boo, boo. Under the flash of red electric light, Reg, who had calmed down his smile, stretched out his hand towards the little sun transformed by Carmel.

There was no resentment on Reg's face for scolding her for her many evil deeds, nor was there the pleasure of getting revenge. Instead, there was just a expressionless person. Killing her a hundred times would not be too many, and dying just once would be too cheap for her.

"Did you know that Devil Fruits can actually be eaten by dead objects, such as stone, steel, glass, and other things that people usually think have no souls?"

"But you should know very well that they also have souls, but they are just an opportunity for transformation, and this opportunity is the power of demons."

"Originally, the devil's power cannot be extracted so easily, but Mr. Bread helped me and saved me a lot of trouble."

Reg, who was talking to himself, compressed the little sun into the size of the palm of his hand, and then, regardless of Carmelite's hysteria, he brought her close to the apple first.

No matter what Reg did, neither of them had any reaction, haha, haha

Carmelo, who survived the disaster, laughed loudly, and the flames emanating from him shook violently. Reg's dark pupils suddenly turned gray, and the ferocious smile appeared on her human face again, but the next moment Reg's eyes Then he returned to his original state, with a mocking arc on his lips: "Do you think it will be useful to do the same move a second time?"

Carmelite failed to cast Soul Shock and was completely desperate: "You did it on purpose"

"Yes, the farce is over. I can't wait to see the results."

Reg picked up the green fruit and unleashed the demonic power in his body. Boom, boom, boom.

A sound like a heartbeat sounded from inside the fruit, and as the flames on Carmel's body began to flow involuntarily into the fruit, she let out a shrill scream.

Even the pain of having her soul torn apart did not make her take the initiative to give up her life. Instead, she begged Reg again: "Please, let me go. I agree to you no matter what the conditions are."

"Then tell me what the "national treasure" in Pongol Castle is?"

"I don't know, do you know where "Ravdrew" is?"

"You still don't know, then you definitely don't know what happened in the "Blank 100 Years""

Every question was so shocking to Reg. He shook his head repeatedly: "If you don't even know these things, what use will I keep you for?"

"Devil, devil, who are you?"

"Who is the person who occupies the magpie's nest like you?"

"Why, why can you do it and I have to hide like a thief?"

The unwilling, resentful, and questioning Carmelite stared at Reg with his flaming face, filled with hatred. Unfortunately, eyes cannot kill.

"Because this world is inherently unfair. Do you know what is the biggest difference between us?"

"You're too arrogant, kid, you're just lucky."

"No, because I have a reverence for life and you don't."

Carmel was not convinced by Reg's preaching, or perhaps she just wanted to use the way she spoke to alleviate the pain of having her soul torn apart: "Stop saying nice things. Didn't you also start a war for your own selfish desires?"

"That's right, so I participated in this war voluntarily."

"They were just deceived and brainwashed by your rhetoric. Don't think I don't know how to stop pretending to be innocent. You are also the executioner."

"Well, everyone is guilty from the moment the war begins, no matter what the reason."

"What you said is really high-sounding. It would be a pity if you don't become a Holy Mother."

"That's better than if you don't repent, maybe it's time to say goodbye. To be honest, I admire you. Even if there is no hope, you still want to live a little longer."

With one word, Reg broke through this thought. The power in his hand suddenly increased. At the end of his life, Carmelite issued the most vicious curse: "Thunder boy, I will drag you to burn with me even if I die, Pandora."

The little sun suddenly shrank, and an astonishing amount of soul energy burst out and went straight to Reg's head. He did not dodge or dodge, and said extremely domineeringly: "What can you do to me, monster?"

Having said that, Reg was still affected. The impact of Carmel's self-destruction soul made him see some memory fragments that did not belong to him. However, he immediately suppressed these effects and looked at the transformed fruit in his hand.