Pirates making memes: get eight magic skills at the beginning

"Move, can't move..."

Doflamingo's eyeballs rolled in their sockets, and immediately lowered his eyelids. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that a long and slender shadow emerged from under Yang Ming's feet and connected to his feet.

It's the entrance of the cave!

On the ground pierced by the white line of the huge waves, there are many holes full of holes.

It was through these holes that Yang Ming's shadow was able to avoid the domineering insight, and then came out from the hole close to Doflamingo, unexpectedly attacking him.

If it was in its heyday, Doflamingo could use brute strength and arrogance to resist the control of the shadow restraint technique.

But now, when Doflamingo was hit hard, he no longer had the strength to struggle!

Under Doflamingo's distressed gaze, his body was like a puppet on a string, following Yang Ming's forward pace, he started walking towards Yang Ming involuntarily.

What an ironic scene.

Once upon a time, only he, Doflamingo, used the parasitic thread to control the fate of others, and why did someone control his fate?

One step, two steps, is the pace of the devil.

"Little Lord!"

The exclamation of Pica and other family officials, accompanied by the sound of the wind whistling with the smell of blood, passed by my ears.

Brother Doflaming suddenly lost sight of Yang Ming. A steel-like iron fist pierced from his back and drilled out from his chest, bringing out a pool of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, and the weeds on the ground Splash-like bloodstains appeared, and the bloody color of killing and the greenness of vitality complemented each other, forming a famous painting of death with heavy ink and color.

Appearing behind Doflamingo in a flash, Yang Ming followed the position of the dead point observed by the magic eye of straight death, and gave this hero who traversed the sea a fatal blow.

No matter whether there is an armed domineering defense, or how tenacious the vitality is, even if the fruit of the Trafalgaro operation is awakened, it will be useless to perform the immortality operation on the dying Doflamingo.

Because, this is the attack of causality running through the concept of "death".

As Yang Ming pulled out his iron fist, a large amount of blood took away the remaining vitality in his body, and Brother Doflaming slowly fell forward. Through his dark glasses, he saw a group of family officials With a face full of anxiety and fear, he rushed towards him.

Some scientists have done experiments. When human beings are on the verge of death, they will recall the deepest memories, and those once beautiful memories will play in their minds like a slide show.

But at this moment, Doflamingo seemed extraordinarily calm.

"The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. This is the iron law of this sea."

At the last moment of his life, Doflamingo held his last breath, propped his weak arms on the ground, so that he did not have to fall to the ground to die, but turned himself over and lay on his back On the ground, his arms were spread out to the sides, and the corner of his mouth was frozen with a final stubborn smile.

"Weak people can't even choose how to die."

"Even if I die, I will die as a king!"

Yang Ming stepped back one after another, dodging the flying explosive stones, and pulled out the silver thread stuck upside down on his body.

Although these silk threads could not cause serious harm to Yang Ming, it was still very laborious to pull them out. Every time a silver thread was pulled out, blood would flow profusely from the wound, and even bloody arrows would shoot out.

If there is no perseverance, this is comparable to Guan Gong's behavior of scraping the bone to heal the wound, and it is enough to make people faint from the pain.

Yang Ming frowned, his whole body was covered in blood as if he was bathed in a pool of blood.

However, within a few breaths of Yang Ming, the slightly terrifying wound just now healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Apart from the excessive blood loss, there was no major injury.

At this moment, Pica had collected many flamenco corpses, handed them over to Trafalgaro, and said solemnly:

"Luo, even though I don't like you, you are a new generation of heart leader who has been given high hopes by the young master. You should not die here meaninglessly. Buffalo and baby-5 will protect you Leave Dressrosa Island and bury the young master's body in the North Sea."

"The movement of the battle here is so big that it can't be hidden from the eyeliner of the world government and the navy. From the moment the young master dies, it will definitely alarm the world government and the navy. No matter what you say, the young master is a member of the Tianlong people , As long as you have the identity of Tianlong people, you will naturally be protected by the world government and navy."

"I'm afraid that in the near future, the navy will dispatch a demon-slaying order to raze this place to the ground, so you must take the young master's body and leave here quickly before the navy fleet seals off the nearby sea area. Together with Deus, we will try our best to hold Li Qing, Lord of the Night, until the Admiral of the Navy Headquarters or Kaido of the Beast arrives!"

Because of her sissy voice, Pika has always been taciturn in normal times, and has never been so talkative as she is today.

It can be said that the number of times he speaks today is equivalent to the sum of the past year.

The relationship between Trafalgaro and Doflamingo, father, brother, teacher and friend, is extremely complicated.

Taking over Doflamingo's heavy body with both hands, Trafalgaro's heart sank at the same time, not the slightest pleasure of revenge, but filled with endless emptiness and bewilderment.

Is this dead?

Trafalgaro looked down at the corpse, even death could not make this unruly king bow his head, his unruly smile froze before death seemed to be raising a middle finger to this unjust God, full of madness The arrogant arrogance of the world.

Trafalgaro imagined too many paintings of flamenco's countless deaths, but never thought that the other party would die in this posture.

He nodded a little ignorantly, and under the support of the awakened Buffalo and baby-5, he staggered slightly towards the port.

After the two left, Pica and Gladius looked at each other, and they could see a hint of determination in each other's eyes.

From the moment the young master died, the Don Quixote family ceased to exist, and it was time for them, the family leaders, to serve the young master with allegiance!

"Drink!"

The muscles of Gladius' whole body swelled, as if a large amount of gunpowder had been injected into every inch of muscle, and his whole body formed a mobile arsenal, running towards Yang Ming with all his strength, trying to die with Yang Ming.

Pika slapped the ground with both palms, and the ground in front of him was violently ups and downs. Under the full force of the stone fruit, the whole ground was lifted up, turning into a huge snake head, dragging the long and thick snake body in a winding coil Turning around, he opened his mouth and bit Yang Ming.

Facing the offensive of the two, Yang Ming fought and retreated to regain his strength due to massive blood loss.

How fierce is the battle here on Greenbit Island, how can it be concealed?

Those reporters who like to catch wind and shadows are like cats smelling fish, they have already sneaked out of the city, and headed in the direction of the sound of the war.

Feeling the ground shaking from a distance, and the deafening explosions one after another, these reporters from the World Economic News Agency knew very well that they were just playing tricks with a monthly salary of [-] Berries, so why should they work so hard?

They naturally want to stay in the forest away from the battlefield, climb to the top of the tree to shoot, report to the newspaper with the first-hand information, and they will be able to get a generous bonus, so why not do it?

When the sound of the battle gradually came to an end, especially through the binoculars, when they saw the death of Amayasha Doflamingo, the new king of Shichibukai, these reporters seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and they all blushed and wrote. Manuscript paper, trying to make a big news out.

In this hierarchical world, there has never been a shortage of characters who want money or life.

Some clever reporters watched the direction Trafalgarrow and his party were leaving with greedy eyes, and quietly followed them, preparing for a special interview.

There are also individual reporters who are greedy for their courage and actually walk towards the battlefield.

An ordinary-looking pandaren was one of them. After a while of shooting, he felt a little dissatisfied. He poured out the film in the camera, replaced it with a new film, and immediately started from the top of the tree. Climbing down quickly, he groped forward in the direction of the aftermath of the battle.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in front of him, and the noisy blast wave rolled up broken branches and broken leaves. A figure with broken black armor flew upside down, and it was about to hit someone. Radius flew past his head.

The pandaren glanced at the corpse lying on the ground. His professionalism as a reporter made him recognize at a glance that this was Gradius, one of the cadres of the Don Quixote family.

Under the shattered armor was a stern wound, which was caused by an unknown attack, but it was bleeding profusely.

"Gollum!"

The pandaren's throat slipped for a moment, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, but then there was a gleam of firmness in his eyes.

"The bounden duty of a reporter is to work hard for the news!"

With this thought in mind, the pandaren got out from the bushes, and immediately saw the stone giant standing on the ground like a steel fortress, and the figure with ease on the opposite side.

The pandaren stepped forward, ignoring their lives, and asked anxiously:

"Mr. Li Qing, how do you feel about killing Tian Yasha, which may cause the navy to kill demons?"

Yang Ming glanced at the other party, he couldn't help but chuckle because he couldn't help but feel that this ordinary fur tribe was so courageous.

"The will of the times, the changes of the times, and people's dreams are all unstoppable. As long as people continue to pursue the solution of freedom, all of these will never stop."

Hearing this, the pandaren's tiger body trembled.

Could it be that Li Qing, the lord of the night, is about to set off a wave of hunting and killing Tianlong people?