Pirate's Dream Master

"Well, well, well, nightmare, you didn't expect that today is the day of your burial." B's voice became louder and louder, shaking the sky.

Seeing the man in the dark playing with B's body became addictive, and Roy was a little fed up. Is this guy a psychopath?

"Floyd, don't wait any longer. After you kill him, you have plenty of time to get excited and show off." Logan rushed in as fast as a wolf, his voice becoming a little ethereal, "As for now, we still need to think about how to deal with this guy. Well, he is a terrifyingly powerful monster."

"Hmph, it's not your turn to tell me how strong he is." Floyd snorted coldly at first, and then swayed B's fat body, with the reflection of his left hand, the cough on his right hand, the flame on his left hand, and the thunder on his right hand. The power mixed with sex attacked Roy, "Nightmare, feel what despair is among the wailing and mourning."

At the same time, the crowd controlled by him also came in like a tide, seeming to want to use the human sea tactic to pile Roy to death.

"Oh, it sounds like you hate me a lot. Can you tell me, when did you P0 hate me so much?" Roy stepped on the steps of death and danced briskly, leisurely. Avoiding all attacks, he walked through the void to the top of b, slashed down with the long sword, and burned everything with strange flames.

"You have destroyed the meaning of my existence. In return, I will definitely destroy everything you own." Floyd's hatred did not diminish, and he turned the bicorne hat on his head into a terrifying giant blade and aimed at Roy. A giant slashing wave was fired.

"Did I destroy it? I destroyed too many things. If that's the case, then I will destroy it with you." B, who was unable to exert his full strength, was naturally not Roy's opponent. The Seven-Star Sword easily cut off the sword issued by B. His anger continued unabated and hit the Napoleon sword in B's hand, knocking B's fat body away directly.

Logan, on the other hand, was like a ghost in the day. Without making any sound, he walked around behind Roy while Roy and B were fighting, and stabbed Roy in the heart with his silver bone claws.

Nourish

Roy's body suddenly burst into colorful light. After the silver bone claws penetrated the body, he fixed Logan's arm tightly, as if it was not his own body, but a puppet made of steel, directly holding Logan's arm in place. The arms are firmly fixed.

"not good"

Logan's pupils shrank violently, and without any time to think, he quickly covered his body with armed domineering energy.

Roy's body that was penetrated by him gradually lost its luster and spirituality and turned into a "lifelike" statue, while another Roy was born from the void. The sharp breath of the Seven-Star Sword hit Logan and penetrated into his body all-pervasively. The gnawing raged, as if it was devouring his flesh and blood from the inside.

As for the "puppet" that came like a crowd, it was stopped by Eniro and Katakuri. However, on the one hand, they had the worry of not being able to deal a heavy blow to their companions, and on the other hand, it was difficult for them to match such a huge momentum. The siege was already in danger in a short period of time.

Roy frowned when he noticed the situation here. The vast and tyrannical domineering aura rose into the sky and raged in all directions. Black thunder trembled in the void, and the ripples in the space spread out like ripples.

What's strange is that the "zombie" that came like a tide was only slightly startled, swayed twice, and then attacked the two of them again, without even one fainting and falling to the ground.

"B, I am a mind catcher who has eaten the mind fruit. Now it is not themselves who control their bodies, but my will. I admit that your overlord color is indeed overbearing, but it is still too early to make me lose my will. Very good”

"The soul fruit is indeed a powerful fruit." Roy understood clearly. Although his fruit ability can also achieve hypnotic control, it is still beyond his ability to do it with ease like Freud.

After all, his ability mainly relies on subtle hints in dreams. For the weak, it can be directly imprinted, but for the strong, it takes a long time to assimilate, and it is difficult to be like Freud's spiritual fruit. Like B, he can control other people's minds directly and domineeringly, even as powerful as B. He accidentally fell into the trap, which shows how powerful and weird its fruit is.

"Nightmare, in fact, it is all thanks to you that I am strong today. If you hadn't made me feel what true despair is, I would not have understood the true meaning of strength." The expression on b's face is very wonderful and unpredictable. Like a schizophrenic patient, "Now, let you witness the source of my power, and let you experience the resentment and despair of our fur people."

"It's the fur tribe again." Roy frowned. It seems that the fur tribe is indeed a powerful race. In addition to cats and dogs, there are actually more powerful beings than them.

"Nightmare, you didn't expect it, I'm back again." The king's face suddenly changed, as if he had turned into Duke Inuarashi who had turned to ashes.

"Quack, quack, I crawled out of hell to seek revenge on you." This time it was Cat Viper, the shopkeeper.

"I died so miserably, I'm not willing to accept it." All kinds of furry faces appeared on the faces of the people controlled by Freud.

This situation is simply like a hundred ghosts walking in the night. People with a slightly fragile mind would be frightened to doubt their life when they see this scene.

"I asked you how you have such a powerful power. It turns out that you have gathered the resentful souls of a race." Roy understood somewhat. Floyd's state at this moment was like Mo Mo after absorbing the shadows of 1000 people. Leah's strength has increased dramatically, but her mind is a little abnormal.

This is because Floyd's strength is far superior to Moriah, so his mental illness is not too serious. It's just that now he feels that he has hope for revenge, so he has relaxed his inner restraint, which makes all kinds of All the monsters and monsters appeared all at once, and his mental state suddenly deteriorated.

"You're just some monsters. I'm not afraid of you alive, even less so if you're dead. Since you don't want to stay in hell, just annihilate me completely." If you were an ordinary person, maybe you would be afraid of these monsters in the state of their souls. There was no way, but to Roy, these resentful souls were not as good as ordinary fish and could be destroyed with just one hand.

"Nightmare, taste the fury of our fur tribe." More and more faces began to appear on Floyd's face, as if competing with him for the sovereignty of his soul.

Realizing that something was wrong with Floyd's state, Roy hurriedly said: "You should be the one who pushed the fur tribe to destruction with your own hands. Wasn't it you who pushed Pokomus to the abyss? Then maybe he was. This is the last bloodline of your fur tribe."

"I killed him, I destroyed the fur tribe with my own hands." Floyd, who was in an abnormal mental state, muttered to himself after hearing Roy's words, and became more and more violent, like a ghost from hell, "No, that's not the case, Everyone is dead, why doesn’t he die? Since he is not dead, it means he is a traitor. Yes, I just executed a traitor in my own way. Yes, this is the best result."