From the world of one piece to the strongest

Facing Basoro's big move, Fenrir's mind moved slightly, his body transformed into a blood-colored cocoon, hung on the mushroom umbrella, blended into the jungle, gathered all his breath, and released his knowledge to disturb Basoro judgment.

Dense tentacles pierced out of the bloody cocoon. They grew wildly and spread, gradually covering Basoro's map cannon, and piercing towards the infected prisoners. The bloody tentacles wrapped around those monsters that turned into living dead. It was devoured and absorbed together with a few uninfected unlucky eggs, and finally turned into a steady stream of nutrients and transported into the big bloody cocoon.

Finally, there was movement in the blood cocoon...

"Dragon's Treasure!"

The terrifying explosion broke the blockade of Basolo's inner world, and that wriggling stomach was torn apart in an instant.

The reappearing Fenrir has wings on his back, and he has completed the transformation of animal-type abilities, and he also wears a half-face bone mask below the nose. The densely packed holes on it can prevent Fenrir from inhaling the air Drifting poisonous spores.

For a long time, Fenrir has been unable to mobilize all the powers that swallowed him. He needs a power to act as a bridge, which can have a more powerful, inclusive and creative carrier. The power of the virus is more than enough to invade, but there are still shortcomings. At this moment, Bartholo, who possesses the ability of fungus fruit, is undoubtedly a good medicine.

Fenrir looked at Bartholo frantically. That man had what he needed most, which was the last piece of the puzzle that made him a true god.

The bloodline factor of Jungu fruit is what he most urgently wants at the moment.

This kind of power can indeed help Fenrir integrate all the swallowed samples and play the role of the neural network. The answer that has always troubled Fenrir is placed in front of his eyes at this moment. This is undoubtedly sleepy. Send a pillow, Fen Lear couldn't help but sigh that this time is really the right time, not only for Tesla, but also for a lot of money.

On the contrary, Basoro looked at Fenrir's fiery eyes, and the anger in his heart was even worse. In his opinion, this was a great shame. His [-]% hated enemy should look at him like this, which is inevitable. The look in his eyes is the greatest insult to him.

Basoro suddenly pressed the ground, and the whole world began to churn. From Basoro as the center, the ground began to grow crazily, and a wave of humid air came over the surface, and the moisture in the air was increasing. Immediately afterwards, there was an even more vibrant horror. break out……

In all directions, colonies began to appear in all places, and then began to grow. The humanoid mushroom monsters with holes in their faces began to stretch their limbs. They stood on the "carpet" composed of complex colonies and grew to a height of three meters. They barely stopped, and then one by one turned their heads and "looked" at Fenrir strangely, launching a death charge like a dead man determined to kill.

"Fungus monster, giant spore barracks!"

Mushroom monsters with slender limbs are constantly being created. They have legs and feet that look like wooden stakes, and their hands are made up of thick hammers. Their speed is fast, and their burst attacks are higher than ordinary strong The horizontal line, but such a steady stream of numbers is really troublesome.

Looking at these active fungus life, Fenrir clasped his hands together, and a dragon gun composed of pure destructive energy appeared out of thin air. Fenrir flew up with the purple-black substance-like dragon gun, with dragon scales on his body, holding the dragon gun , suddenly turned into a black-armored young general who killed the world, the dragon gun was quickly danced into a full moon, and the broken limbs were scattered in all directions...

"Hahaha! Basoro, let's see how many you can make, if it's enough for me to kill!"

Fenrir's figure flew up and down, either spearing, or sweeping, or spearing, or slashing, every move and every style gradually changed from rusty to smooth. An energy-state destroying dragon gun itself is Touching it will injure the big killer that is close to death. At this moment, with Fenrir's hands dancing, it is as if the god of death has waved a sickle to harvest everything in front of him.

With Fenrir's charge, those fungal lives were gradually shattered. When Fenrir looked at Basoro again, Basoro's appearance completely changed at this moment. Basoro was still stroking the ground with both hands, But all the hyphae seemed to be alive, climbing towards Basolo's body, and then condensed into a pair of extremely powerful "round" armor on his body surface.

At first glance, it looks like a knight in full armor, a bit like medieval armor. Basoro's hands are covered with a thick layer of traps. The fungus armor with metallic luster is not a simple thing at first glance. The chilling killing, accompanied by Basoro's crazy but determined killing intent, made Fenrir startled.

"It's pretty cool! Basoro, isn't it a good-looking guy!"

Basolo stared at Fenrir, and said slowly: "A guy like you must not be let go, you are too dangerous for this world. Wake up, Fenrir! Even if you gamble My own life must also save you. There will be no place for you in the future world, so repent for your crimes in hell."

After all, Basoro's figure disappeared, and he reappeared as if he came behind Fenrir. Two rather huge palms grabbed Fenrir's wings, and at the same time, one foot stepped heavily on Fenrir's back. .

呲啦~~

The muscles and bones were torn, and Fenrir's two wings were severely torn off.

Fenrir didn't feel the pain until his body was hit hard by this force and flew away.

So fast!When exactly, actually...

Fenrir quickly adjusted his body, and then he was greeted with a blow from the Rising Dragon Fist, which hit Fenrir high into the sky, and suffered two critical blows in succession. Fenrir finally began to be willing to open his Fenrir was domineering with top knowledge, and in an instant, Fenrir caught Bartholo's position, and the feeling of knowing everything finally made Fenrir calm down a bit.

Fenrir hurriedly used the moon steps to avoid another heavy punch from Basoro. At this time, Fenrir began to slowly catch up with Basoro's speed. This superhuman nerve reflex speed made him firmly in control. The rhythm of the battle, Fenrir can only dodge, the discomfort of losing his wings suddenly made it too late for him to make an effective counterattack.

The wound on Fenrir's back continued to heal, and the blood-colored tentacles weaved the bones and fascia, and it didn't take a moment for it to recover again.

"Basolo, you will never kill me, hahaha!"

Basoro didn't care about it at all, and continued to go his own way to explode violent output. Basoro's boxing was really strong enough. Even Fenrir and his wrestling were not at all inferior. The figures of the two were in this dark sixth place. Tossing and turning in the large prison, there was a burst of sound from time to time, and their speed was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Every time they fight, there will be that dull sound, and those who listen to it will tremble with fear.

Tesla looked at the two sides who were fighting and couldn't help the fine sweat on his forehead at this moment. He really didn't expect his best friend to be so fierce. In his impression, Fenrir has always been a mad scientist with academic spirit , Even though his appearance has changed drastically, he subconsciously never felt how powerful Fenrir could be.

Tesla, who saw this scene at this moment, completely overturned the inherent impression of Fenrir in his heart. The past few years have been too long, and the old friend is no longer the thin and thin look before...

After the surprise, Tesla's eyes became wild, and the rekindled hope in his heart became even hotter. At this moment, he firmly believed that he could regain his freedom, and he couldn't help but be excited when he thought of being able to escape from the dark cage.

Tesla clung to the cage railing tightly, and shouted almost screaming: "Defeat him, Fenrir, you must win!"

Fenrir couldn't help showing a smile when he heard Tesla's voice, he sneered and stared at Basoro in front of him and said: "Did you hear that, Basoro? I have a reason why I must not lose, absolutely not Can disappoint this guy!"

Basolo smiled coldly, "Speak with your fists, Fenrir! The dead can't save people from here."

Fenrir seemed to have heard something funny. He pointed to the top and said, "The dead people above are all making noise? Your words don't sound very reliable, right?"

Basolo: "..."