From the world of one piece to the strongest

On the sixth floor of the prison, the dim environment makes the light dazzling and dazzling. When you are completely used to the darkness, the original light is uncomfortable to see.Especially the light still appeared behind that man, Basoro, a man who was forgotten by the navy, one of the original main force of the navy, and now the warden of the largest prison in the world.

Fenrir also smiled when he looked at the man. He threw away the shackles in his hands, squeezed out of his cage, stretched arrogantly facing Basoro who was standing at the gate, and then slowly clapped his hands.

"It was finally discovered by you, Basoro, or I should call you a bad disease, haha!"

Basoro looked at Fenrir with a gloomy expression, "Sure enough, it's all about you, Fenrir. You bastard, stop all this, maybe I'll make your death easier."

Fenrir felt the ferocious killing intent on the man's face, and the expression in his eyes was no longer joking, but calm and indifferent.

"To tell you the truth, I really don't understand why you are so obedient to these lawless bastards outside. I'm really curious about your methods. After all, I still lack information about you, so ...Please let me learn, otherwise I will simply kill you, and I will die with regret."

Hearing these words, the anger in Basolo's chest seemed to overflow. The scenes he saw along the way made him unable to calm down anymore. In his opinion, the person in front of him was the culprit of all this The culprit, even if such a person is killed 1000 million times, it is not a pity to die, absolutely cannot be forgiven, absolutely, absolutely cannot be forgiven!

However, it seemed that there was a glimmer of fantasy in his heart, Basolo still held his temper, suppressed the monstrous killing intent in his heart and asked: "Is there any way to reverse all this, tell me, you bastard."

Fenrir did not answer Basolo's question. He smiled and said, "I guess you must be very proud. You didn't even step up to take a serious look at me when I was at the gate of Impel prison. You must be I feel that Imper is impregnable and absolutely impossible to fall, even this kid named Fenrir, right?"

While speaking, Fenrir opened his arms and gestured, as if he was talking about something interesting.

Basoro stared at Fenrir intently, his back was straight and bent, but that sickness had long since disappeared without a trace, replaced by rock-solid muscles on his arms, and his body was no longer Thin and small, as if the cells of the whole body came alive in an instant, with such a vicious appearance, even if the person in front of him is the devil king of hell, he would send him to the blissful rebirth.

"answer me."

At this time, Fenrir finally answered this question directly for the first time: "The answer...isn't it already clear in your heart? Why don't you ask me?"

Basoro suddenly exploded, his speed was like a thunderbolt, and he came to Fenrir in an instant and punched out.

In a panic, Fenrir just raised his hand to block it, but he still slid on the ground for a long time after being hit by this blow, and even plowed out two deep marks on the ground.

Accepting the heavy punch, Fenrir took advantage of the situation to twist his waist, and then kicked Basoro's waist and eyes when he attacked again, forcing him to change his tactics to deal with it.

Fenrir landed steadily, and then slowly said: "Use your abilities too! It's not so easy for you to win with physical skills alone, Basoro!"

Basolo also knew that what Fenrir said was the truth, he said slowly: "Spore Revolution, all things present."

In an instant, countless various spores grew around, mycelium spread, and various tall mushroom trees grew out of thin air, as if it was a mushroom forest, spraying various strains, emitting highly poisonous, strong The toxicity and hallucinations made Fenrir's eyes gradually blurred, and he heard the music in a trance, those dynamic voices, the melodious sounds, the passionate and bold dances and provocations of beauties, and the blood-swelling scenes...

The poisonous mushroom wrapped Fenrir, and the spores fell on Fenrir's body and began to grow crazily, absorbing the nutrition and physical strength of Fenrir's body, the huge colorful mushroom umbrella opened, and released more spores, repeating itself, as if endless Gone.

This is a double attack on the material world and the spiritual level. Fenrir has completely sunk, and the beautiful dreams woven in the environment have seduced the darkest things in people's hearts. Those you want are effortless.It’s just that this world is too beautiful, there are too many things but less pain. After realizing this, Fenrir’s powerful mental power made him wake up quickly.

Feeling the spores crazily sucking nutrients from his body, Fenrir's eyes narrowed and his pupils froze, and suddenly flames ignited all over his body. The scorching flames bloomed with Fenrir as the center, bringing down the "tree" world of this fungus fruit version It was completely burned, but I didn't realize that this guy is still a map cannon. His big move is to change the terrain, and he must have completed his awakening a long time ago.

To be honest, even Fenrir almost fell into the illusion forever at that moment just now. If his soul was not strong and he had been exercising after eating the fruit of Nian Nian, he might not be able to break free in a short time.

Moreover, Fenrir felt a great loss of physical strength. The move just now took away his physical strength, and his body was destroyed enough. If it is an ordinary person, receiving such an injury is definitely fatal enough. It should be said that it is a bad disease ?A shot is a lore.

After seeing the flame controlled by Fenrir, Basolo frowned slightly, and then he made another move, "Super Thermophilic Spore Revolution Inner World."

A kind of spore that was even more special than before was produced by Basoro. Fenrir repeated the trick and wanted to burn it with a fire, but this time the flames accelerated the growth of the spores, and Fenrir twisted a little The phagocytosis and analysis of the spore samples revealed that these weird creatures turned out to be a type of archaic bacteria that could withstand high temperatures, and they had been modified to become more powerful.

Facing the same spore jungle, colorful and highly poisonous mushroom trees grew up, but this time the flames cast by Fenrir had no effect, and this time the attack was obviously not that simple, not only the ground, but the entire Most of the infinite hell is covered, like the stomach of a huge creature, wriggling and digesting food.

Living things have to breathe, and Fenrir is no exception.The deadly spray of dead spores makes people unable to breathe at will. What's more terrible is that these fungi have different shapes. It seems that all kinds of rare fungi are swaying and growing at the same time to occupy all the space. At the same time, all the fungi seem to turn into neural networks. , these spore fungi are alive, and these tiny and weak fungi weave a big net leading to death under the control of Basolo.

The poison enters the body, but it is quickly decomposed by its own unique ability and the antidote is formulated. These poisons cannot kill Fenrir, but those highly adherent fungi are absorbing Fenrir crazily The physical ability, but this is fatal, the ability of bad disease is indeed tricky enough, the devil fruit that has been developed to this level, together with the biggest weakness of fungus fruit, "fear of fire", can overcome it, and in the state of "fire immunity" The Bartholo is like a naked god of terror.

In Basoro's domain, there is nothing that cannot be killed. Even Fenrir feels the deep pain at this moment. The blood released more spores, and the provocative blood-colored tentacles also started a carnival hunt. Bacteria, fungi and viruses started the war with Fenrir's body as the battlefield.

Even with Fenrir's particularity, he can barely support it. For other people, this is basically a situation of ten deaths and no life. Fenrir has to admit that he still underestimated the heroes of the world.This guy, the bad disease, is little-known, and he is really a proper old Voldemort. With such methods, it is no wonder that these prisoners are so obedient. Hearing this name, he dare not even fart.

For Fenrir who was trapped in it, the blockade was completed in all directions in an instant, and he was trapped in it like a bird in a cage, as if being melted by this huge field, everything seemed destined...