One Piece: My Villain Identity Has Been Exposed

Chapter 162

Smoothly pass through 12 palaces connected together, each palace has countless gold coins and treasures.

But they didn’t take anything and walked to the main tomb.

A golden coffin is placed in the main tomb.

The surface of the coffin was engraved with ciphertexts, and these ciphertexts might be the way they were looking for a way to lift the curse.

Willie Pope rushed over excitedly, touched the golden coffin, and moved to tears.

The seven clergy also began to pray excitedly.

Qiya Roca remained expressionless, his heart did not fluctuate much.

Although he was an early awakened person and hoped to change this boring life, but I don’t know why, he was not too touched, maybe killing is the real desire in his heart.

This, when he saw Sherlock again, he saw it in his eyes.

So Kiya Roka is willing to follow him to the Tomb of the Phoenix again.

The pirates also moved to the golden coffin with excitement, and couldn’t help but reach out and touch them.

“Don’t touch it.”

Sherlock was still a step late.

The pirates turned sideways and looked at Sherlock in confusion: “Boss, what’s the matter?”

Crocodile and Mr.1, who had no interest in money, also looked back at Sherlock.

“What you see next are hallucinations, try to wake up yourself.”

Shylock reminded.

Anyone who has come into contact with the golden coffin is immersed in hallucinations. This is caused by these cipher texts. The cipher texts seem to be a certain law, a law that allows people to make illusions.

They either pinched their necks and yelled, or held guns at each other’s heads, or cried and called their mothers. In short, they were ugly and hideous.

Crocodile gave Mr.1 a look, and Mr.1 stepped forward and directly knocked out the pirates who were addicted to the illusion.

When Mr.1 walked up to Willie Pope, she was stopped by Sherlock.

“Let him stay in the illusion for a while.”

Sherlock said lightly.

Although the people around were puzzled, they didn’t say much.

Within the scope of the air, Sherlock could even see Willie Pop’s fantasy world.

Willie Pope, wearing a white suit, half-kneeled on the ground, put a ring on the big nun Bueno.

Bueno’s long hair was tied behind his head, wearing a white mermaid wedding dress, the beauty was a mess.

There were tears in her eyes: “Are you really willing to marry me?”

“Of course, this is the thing I want to do most in my life. I hope it’s not too late, beautiful lady, will you marry me?”

Willie Pope said with a rare smile.

Bueno nodded: “I do.”

Willie Pope stood up, hugged his bride and turned around like a child.

The laughter surrounded the two.

The surrounding residents played music and danced to celebrate their wedding.

Finally, Willie Pope and Bueno kissed affectionately, and time seemed to stop.

If possible, Willie is willing to stay in this dream forever.

Bueno is a poor woman. I have always apologized to her. I never thought Willie would have loved her so deeply. No wonder Willie always wanted to break the curse, in order to save people like Bueno… Sherlock stopped her thoughts. Shook his head.

Willie was finally knocked out by Mr.1.

But there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, and it may be the best dream to end before the good dream is destroyed.

Kom used a camera to take all the ciphertexts of the golden coffin.

Sherlock put on his gloves, touched the golden coffin, and touched the dark golden gem on the totem.

1, 2, 3… Sherlock counted.

With a click, the coffin opened.

Sure enough, there was no corpse in the coffin, but a step down.

This is the gateway to the next level.

So there is no hint on the map because the passage is hidden in the coffin.

The next place to explore is a place that is completely unrecorded on the map. Sherlock looked at Heling:

“Let’s go.”

He Ling nodded, holding Sherlock’s hand tightly.

Walking straight down from the steps in the coffin, he soon came to the second floor.

Sherlock opened his pocket watch and checked the time. Twelve hours had passed.

He can already do it without eating, drinking or resting, but others can’t.

In the wide space connected by the steps, Sherlock determined that it was safe enough and said,

“Everyone just eat something here and take a break.”

“I’m already hungry, just wait for the boss to say this.”

The one-eyed pirate smiled.

Willie Pope lit the candle on the wall and turned off the searchlight to save energy.

In the dim light and shadow, they took out their food and sat down in a circle.

Missy passed the golden baguette to Heling.

“It’s such a luxury. There is no compressed food in the tomb. There is meat in this bread.”

Kerm swallowed, took his compressed biscuit, and took a bite.

“thanks.”

Herring took the bread and handed it to Sherlock.

Sherlock took the bread and cut it from a ninth place, returning most of it to Heling, and some to the greedy Kerm.

“I’m not hungry, you can eat it.”

The tomb of the Phoenix is ​​too big, and since Sherlock doesn’t need to replenish energy, he has no reason to waste the food of his companions.

Kom happily took the bread, took a bite, and sighed, “It’s as delicious as Minnie’s made.”

Pipicia glanced at him with contempt, and commented, “Timid, greedy, and not yet capable of fighting.”

Kom glanced at his mouth, and muttered in his heart, Houston’s owner’s pets are so terrible, why should I stand on my head all the time, so insecure, do you want to please him with bread?

Kom divided the small loaf of bread into two halves, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and handed it to Pipisia: “My lord, do you want to eat some toast?”

Sherlock looked at them amusedly, and Pipicia raised her head proudly with a look of disdain.

Wait until Sherlock withdraws his eyes and talks to Heling.

Pipicia took advantage of this gap, reluctantly, cautiously, and looking around to take the bread, and put it in his mouth.

The wonderful smell hovered in the mouth.

There is such a delicious toast with bacon, cheese, and onions in it!

Pipicia’s original ferocious expression melted instantly, becoming very enjoyable.

When Sherlock looked back at it, it immediately returned to its cold posture and wiped the crumbs from the corner of its mouth.

“It’s delicious, I said toast is the best food in the world.”

Kom said with a smile.

Pipicia kissed him on the head: “Shut up.”

It doesn’t want to be bought by a piece of bread.

Immediately, Pipicia flapped his wings, flew from Kom’s head back into Heling’s arms, and began to sell cute and ask for feeding.

He Ling blinked.

Sherlock picked up Pipicia, “What are you doing for the fun?”

“Toast, toast, toast for me.”

Pipicia said to himself.

He Ling generously handed the panel to Pipicia.

Pipicia opened her mouth, her small head, but a big mouth like a beast of blood, swallowed the panel in one bite, and touched her stomach with satisfaction.

He Ling and the others were dumbfounded.

Boss…Is it really a bat?

Missy was stunned, found another one from the package behind him, and handed it to He Ling.