One Piece Explosion Art

Facing the two men's eager gazes, Long's eyes gradually turned blue without even a pupil.

When looking at these eyes, the first thing that comes to mind is that they are not human eyes, but those of a monster.

Silently, the originally cracked sky turned upside down with dark clouds again, and even the color of thunder and lightning turned black and red.

The supreme will is full of domineering and contempt, making people unable to stop being afraid and wanting to surrender.

From top to bottom, green scales began to appear on the dragon's face, then on its neck, hands, body, and feet.

The sharp claws are powerful in opening and closing; a pair of powerful animal feet step on the clouds and mist, and a thick green dragon tail swings back and forth on the side of the waist.

"Roar..."

The aura of surrender of all beasts comes from the crushing of blood. At this moment, the dragon is like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, surrounded by hurricanes, thunder, heavy rain...

"what is this"

From the outside world, countless eyes were staring at it, and many pets could be found trembling on the ground.

On Malinfando, some animal-type ability users felt suppressed.

"Animal phantom beast in the form of a blue dragon."

Some knowledgeable people looked at the dragon's form and guessed it.

"Everyone is on alert, this is the power of the most vicious man in the world, a phantom animal species, a green dragon that can control the weather."

On the execution platform, Warring States stared.

"boom..."

A sonic boom sounded, and the dragon rushed in front of Eighteen and Seventeen, its two dragon claws cutting through the atmosphere without leaving any room.

"Roar."

Seventeen turned into a brutal lion, roared angrily, wrapped his weapon with a punch, and blasted out.

A shock wave crushed the entire earth and began to collapse.

Taking a few steps back, Shiba's hands were shaking a little.

Compared to Eighteen's retreat, Seventeen not only did not retreat but started fighting with the dragon.

As Shiba himself said, his physical skills are not very strong.

However, as long as Shiba is around, the dragon's innate ability will lose its effect, which is equivalent to the fact that the dragon can only fight body magic now.

But even so, the dragon was not at a disadvantage.

In a ruined highland, Kizaru, who was about to take action, suddenly stopped because someone stopped in front of him.

"Hey, isn't this Revolutionary Army Intelligence Control Officer Terry Kildeo?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, a man wearing a bear-shaped helmet and a beard on his chin pointed at Kizaru with a pistol in his hand.

"You'd better not bother me."

After puffing out smoke, Terry looked at Kizaru with something wrong in his eyes.

"You're pointing at me. I can't disturb you even if I want to."

Glancing vaguely at the execution platform, Kizaru shrugged.

At the same time, at the entrance to the coast where ice stood, Ivankov once again stopped in front of Aokiji.

"You are not my opponent."

Looking at Ivankov, Aokiji spoke bluntly.

"Although what you said is true, can you not be so direct? I am embarrassed."

Ivankov's big face immediately darkened. No matter how he heard this sentence, he felt angry, even though it was a fact.

It was freezing cold, and the blue pheasant was spitting ice mist from its mouth.

"Although I am no match for you, I can still delay it for a while."

With a hard expression on his face, Ivankov's nails grew long and stuck into his waist.

"Ambrio's hormones are high."

With the injection of exciting hormones, Ivankov's face began to heat up, as if he had not seen a woman for hundreds of years, and his abnormal eyes were now a faint green.

After disappearing, Ivankov appeared in front of Aokiji. His disgusting long eyelashes blinked, and then half of Aokiji's body exploded.

"Death wink."

"Death wink."

"Death wink."

Turning into afterimages surrounding Aokiji, Ivankov kept blinking.

Ice chips flew everywhere for a while, really dragging down the blue pheasant.

Throughout the battle between strong men, the area within 10,000 meters was completely deserted, and the vice admirals of the navy also encountered opponents, all of whom were cadres and captains of the revolutionary army.

Even the pacifists have been held back by the clones and heavenly soldiers that the revolutionary army has traded with the Kingdom of Heaven in recent years. They may not be as strong as the pacifists, but they can't stand up to more than the pacifists.

What's more, there are many advanced weapons such as machine guns.

But even so, the Revolutionary Army still fell below, because there is still one CP0 on the Navy side who has not taken action, and there are Sengoku, and even the Shichibukai still have two who have not taken action; not to mention that this is Marineland, the home ground of the Navy.

Many fighting areas can be seen, and some revolutionary troops are surrounded by the navy.

People are dying every moment, with limbs and arms broken, heads separated, internal organs and blood staining the ground red. This is war, a meat grinder where life is like grass.

And it’s a war involving millions of people.

"vomit..."

Outside, some civilians couldn't help but vomited when they saw this cruel scene.

"Is this war?"

Even some pirates are pale at the moment, because this war is too huge, and there are people everywhere.

Intestines, brains, and bloody limbs were everywhere. It was difficult to find a complete body at the scene.

And there is no need for any moves in the bottom layer, just slashing with a knife.

Bloody and cruel, like a hell on earth with corpses strewn everywhere, and this is war

"Santo-ryu lion song."

Approaching the execution platform, Zoro's face was covered with blood, and the bones were visible from the large and small wounds on his body. At this moment, he chopped down three major generals, looked up at Luffy on the execution platform, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Going in different directions, Robin and Usopp were no better. At this moment, Usopp fell to the ground and was struggling to get up. If it weren't for the cover of the Revolutionary Army soldiers around him, he would have died countless times.

"Luffy, wait for me."

With half-squinted eyes, Usopp looked at Luffy on the execution platform, vomiting blood from his mouth, but his pale face was full of determination.

"Cough...cough..."

The dress was torn, Robin held his hands on the ground, and he didn't know how much of his spring was exposed.

At this moment, she didn't care anymore. She wiped the blood from her red lips and stood up again panting.

Now she has only one purpose, and that is to save Luffy.

The efforts of the three of them were seen by Luffy on the execution platform. At this moment, only crying could release the pain in his heart.

"Zoron, Usopp, Robin."

Painful and powerless, Luffy banged his forehead heavily on the ground, feeling a sense of despair and guilt.

Sitting on the edge of the execution platform, Garp looked at the bloody square screaming for killing and shouting, and heard Luffy's desperate cries in his ears, and his eyes turned red at some point.

"Luffy."

With tears streaming down his face, Luffy raised his head while choking when he heard Garp's voice.

Next to him, Sengoku looked at Garp warily, fearing that Garp would do something.

"Luffy, have you ever resented me?"

Tears fell from his eyes, and Garp cried silently.

"grandfather."

The tears stopped, Luffy looked at Garp who was in tears, and felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"What should I do? Why don't you live according to my words? Do you think grandpa will harm you?"

Crying bitterly, Garp looked at Luffy, his mind full of scenes from his childhood.

"grandfather."

Biting his mouth tightly, Luffy was choked and speechless.

"Garp, you'd better go down."

Just in case, Sengoku spoke up.

"To shut up."

Like a wounded lion, Garp looked at Warring States with red eyes and said hoarsely, "What's wrong with me here? Don't you even give me this little time?"

With a sullen face, Warring States turned his head and said nothing.

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