Pirates: At the top of the game, Demon God Barrett

Click, click!!

Under the squeeze of the terrible grip force comparable to the bite of the sea king, the left foot that was not covered by the domineering color of the armed color, little by little deformed, shattered, twisted!

It's like sticking the sole of your foot into a 10,000-ton hydraulic press.

Barrett used his terrifying big hand that wrapped around the blue armed color, and firmly and forcefully squeezed his left foot into a blood-colored stick mixed with sticky blood and white bone slag.

Then, the Hailou stone handcuffs, which could not be destroyed by brute force, slipped from this blood-colored stick.

And then the right foot ....

When the heavy Hailou stone shackles slipped from the feet that were not human, the floor in the cell was already stained with a thick layer of plasma.

A large amount of blood, mixed with the dust on the ground, formed a strange black-red oil painting.

"Good, feet free, hands next."

Barrett's face was rock solid.

As if crushed into strips, it is not his own feet at all.

Retracting the armed domineering power wrapped around his hands, he clenched his two fists and hammered down fiercely against the ground below him!

Rumble!!

It was as if thousands of tons of high explosives had been detonated in an instant.

In the empty infinite hell, there was an explosion like the heavens and the earth shattering.

A magnificent sound barrier blasted out from the cell where Barrett was.

The furious aura was like a substantial barrier, slamming several other inmates in the same cell against the wall.

The already shriveled body was hit so hard that his bones were suddenly broken.

Without even being able to scream, he passed out.

Rumble!!

Another earth-shattering explosion followed.

The overwhelming power is like a volcanic eruption.

At this moment, the entire Advance City Prison erected in the deep sea was rumbling and trembling.

Countless dust and rubble, fluttering from the walls and roofs.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Like a thunder on a thunderstorm, a roar that shook the heavens and the earth rumbled and exploded in the infinite hell.

Barrett stubbornly hammered the ground like a ruthless piling machine.

The hands wearing the handcuffs of Hailou stone smashed on the hard ground again and again.

His strength is so great that it is like a god beating a war drum.

The hands that did not cover the domineering color of the armed color gradually twisted, deformed, and shattered in the powerful impact.

Just like those disfigured feet, it is shocking.

"Dang!"

Finally, in the blood-colored debris splash, a pair of heavy Hailou stone handcuffs fell heavily to the ground.

The ends of the blood-stained Barrett's limbs were shattered and twisted, and Bai Sensen's bone stubble pierced out of the broken flesh and blood, making people feel chilled.

But the corners of Barrett's mouth are getting wider and wider.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!!"

He threw his head back and laughed maniacally, and a huge sound echoed in the empty Infinite Hell Floor.

Wanton!

Defiance!

The shackles that bound the beast fell, and the demon god in the darkness was finally out!

Looking at the tragic injuries on his body, the red light in Barrett's eyes gradually retreated.

The insane spirit regained its clarity.

The corners of his mouth curved a little, and he stretched out his broken and twisted hands.

"So, let me try, can I do that level?"

"If not, then this way to restore freedom is too ugly."

"Hahahaha!"

Muttering to himself, he unleashed his Devil Fruit ability.

He is a superhuman line with the ability to combine fruits.

This devil fruit was discovered by chance when he was thirteen years old, seriously injured and desperate.

Described according to the fused memory.

The Devil Fruit will choose the right owner.

Then back then, perhaps he did not find the fruit of the fit.

Instead, the combined fruit found itself.

He Douglas Barrett is the most suitable person for this devil fruit.

Superman is a synthetic fruit that can arrange and combine all objects to make them fit together.

It can also allow the inorganic substances you touch to fuse with your body to form an ideal change.

As early as a few years ago, Barrett developed his Devil Fruit ability to the level of fruit awakening.

Although restricted by the sea lou stone, there is no opportunity to practice the ability of the combined fruit.

But Barrett thought in his heart that he should have reached the limit of this ability for the development of the combined fruit.

Until half a year ago, I fused the souls of that other world and learned a lot of knowledge beyond my vision.

Such as physics, chemistry, biology and so on.

This made Barrett realize that the development of the Devil Fruit ability may not have a limit at all!

So in the past six months, in addition to daily exercise, he has even been studying when he sleeps, and the fruit of the body has developed another route.

For example, to combine yourself, arrange and combine the cells of the body, and carry out deeper tempering.

With the activation of the combined fruit ability, a strange power emerged from Barrett's body.

Under the domination of his powerful spiritual will, a large cloud of chaotic and misty light soaked and wrapped his broken hands and feet.

"Cell recombination!"

In Barrett's eyes, there was a bright light blooming, and his spirit was more concentrated than ever.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Time passes little by little.

When ten minutes passed, after his broken and twisted, his flesh and blood, which was still extremely tough, began to undergo strange changes!

Boom!

Like a melting candle.

Barrett's broken hands and feet, under the influence of the combined fruit's ability, began to collapse rapidly, melting, and turning into a sticky paste.

The misty light rippled in it, and the blood-colored paste flowed like water!

The wonderful effect extends from the hands and feet and quickly spreads throughout the body!

"Huh?!"

Feeling this wonder, Barrett's majestic body shook.

He was not shocked and rejoiced, and let go of the blue armed color domineering that covered his body, allowing the ability of the combined fruit to drive straight in, completely permeating his body.

Whoops!

Amazing changes have appeared!

In the dim cell, Barrett, who was as majestic and burly as a hill, collapsed in an instant, turning into a large black and red fluid, rolling and surging like a wave of water in the cell.

In the black and red fluid, Barrett's consciousness was ecstatic.

"It worked! I did my own cell recombination! "

This is another development outside of the Combined Body Fruit Awakening!"

The torrent of cells transformed by the body, under the control of consciousness, divided into more than a dozen slender tributaries, flying out from between the gaps in the fence of the cell.

Wisps of black and red matter swirled and converged, and in the corridor outside the cell, little by little, Barrett's original body condensed.

Tall and burly, majestic as a mountain.

Seeing that he was unscathed, fully recovered and unable to see a trace of scarred hands and feet, Barrett was a little excited in his heart.

Extend your right hand.

When activated, the palm with the thick joints turns into a stream of black and red particles.

The particle stream flows and turns into a bright flower.

Turned into a squirrel again, alive.

"Squeak." The squirrel chirped, as if it had its own consciousness, but it was actually Barrett himself who was manipulating.

It is not natural, but it can change its form at will.

He saw the direction in which he continued to become stronger, and his heart was no longer as confused as before.

He wants to be stronger.

Stronger!

Until the strongest!

"Are you really, Douglas Barrett?"

In the dark depths of death, a slightly old, but full of breath suddenly came a voice.

Barrett looked indifferently.

It was a single-room cell, again not opened by escaped prisoners.

In the cell, a prisoner whose hands and feet were shackled by the stone shackles of the sea tower sat quietly.

He has long silver-white hair and ravine-like crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

A pair of eyes shine with wisdom, as if they can see through people's hearts.

The lips were bright red like blood.

Obviously a prisoner.

But his posture was as dignified and decent as that of a superior nobleman.

It is as if the place where you are is not a gloomy prison.

It is a majestic ancient castle.