One Piece: The Legend of Beasts

Chapter 106 The Bloody Angel Calling Death

Inside the airtight blood-colored cabinet, Uno felt as if he was in the deep sea, with no support at all. The numbness from all parts of his body made it extremely difficult for him to even blink. The disgusting smell of blood made his stomach churn, making him feel very uncomfortable. Only the deep hatred in his heart was still supporting him to break free from here.

The surrounding walls were made of sticky plasma, and the situation outside could not be seen at all. However, it was certain that the sound insulation effect was not very good, because of the sharp and extremely uncomfortable laughter like metal friction that could be heard from time to time from the outside.

"How is it? It's very uncomfortable, right? Once you are trapped in my 'blood coffin', it's like being submerged in water. You can't breathe through your mouth and nose. Moreover, the high concentration of blood will slowly corrode your skin. It's only a matter of time before you die of lack of oxygen or melt into a pool of blood! So far, no one has been able to escape from here!"

“Hahahaha! Watching your own flesh and blood turn into skeletons bit by bit, and being powerless to do anything, your expression gradually becomes terrified and distorted, your mentality gradually changes from powerless rage to collapse, and then you die with despair and pain! The only flaw is that I can’t see the expression on your face at the moment of your death!”

"By the way, that purple-haired girl is your sister, right? Even though she's still a kid, you can tell she's a beauty! But she really trusted you unconditionally, and she kept crying out your name until her last breath! It's a pity that her useless brother is a loser who can't even save his own life!"

shut up!

The enemy's wanton insults and abuse continuously stimulated his brain, making it difficult for Uno to contain the anger in his heart. He couldn't help but roar, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a large amount of blood poured into his mouth, choking him and making him unable to continue speaking.

He tried to squeeze out his remaining strength to make a final resistance. He stretched out his right hand tremblingly and pressed it against the outer wall of the blood coffin with great reluctance. His five fingers actually glowed faintly green again. The dark red viscous plasma splashed around as if under some kind of pressure, but quickly condensed towards the middle in the next second and returned to normal in an instant.

As the green light slowly faded, the last bit of his strength disappeared without a trace, and his limbs drooped limply. The increasingly thin oxygen in the coffin made it increasingly difficult for him to breathe, and his consciousness began to gradually fall asleep. He subconsciously breathed in and out, but was choked by more pungent liquid. The corrosion-resistant tights could not withstand the long-term erosion of the plasma and were dissolved into holes one after another. The exposed skin also felt an extremely strong burning sensation, as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid, festering bit by bit and in waves.

Is this the end?

With this faint thought in his mind, Uno's eyelids slowly closed, and the mocking voices that continued to come to his ears gradually turned into a buzzing, and in the end he could feel nothing.

Seeing that there was no more movement coming from the indestructible blood coffin, Azrael felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction, just like the sense of accomplishment a child gets from destroying building blocks out of curiosity. He stroked his squirming hair and said proudly, "It took me so long, and this is just a small achievement. It seems that old guy Rocks has poor vision. He actually let such a useless thing serve as an officer. It shows that the so-called Beehive Island Pirates are nothing great. Oh, by the way, speaking of pirates..."

As he spoke, countless streams of blood condensed in the air, forming a sharp blood-red giant sickle that he held tightly in his palm. He glanced at the shattered mountains around him, and finally fixed his eyes on an empty mine entrance on the right front that was not affected by the battle. He licked the corners of his wet mouth and said with a fake smile, "Why not hold the most spectacular feast in history, and invite the guests to be those stupid pirates who come here to hunt for treasure for their own desires, and the idiot slaves who are running around because of the chaos that has continued."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a straight blood arrow and rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the dim cave. Without stopping for a moment, the young man went straight to a raised stone platform in the deepest part, threw the giant sickle to the top of the stone platform, jumped up and landed steadily on the flat blade, sitting cross-legged. The sticky and cold touch of blood spread from the soles of his feet to his limbs, and his whole body was gradually covered with a thick blood-red light, making the smiley face tattoo on his chest exude a more hideous and weird aura, as if thousands of evil spirits were roaring inside, ready to break free from the restrictions and rush out at any time.

"Should I thank that guy for finding a very remote place? I can't sense anyone's presence nearby, which is perfect for me. I hate to be disturbed by anyone when this move is in effect."

Azrael murmured to himself as if inspired by something, with a dangerous and malicious smile in the crescent-shaped corners of his eyes. "If the commander-in-chief sees my wonderful performance, I'm sure it won't be a problem for me to replace Gringo as his right-hand man in the future. That way, Sally will never be able to hold her head up in front of me again. Hehe, this is a decision that kills three birds with one stone!"

The more he thought about it, the more proud he became. He put his fingers together, with his right arm outside and his left arm inside, crossing them to form an X. As blood splattered, his fingers actually pierced into the skin with the eye tattoo. Thick blood flowed down his fingers, but Azrael's face showed no pain at all. He slowly closed his eyelids as if intoxicated, and began to enter a calm state.

The secret art of blood manipulation: a formation in which millions of monsters transform into different forms.

Valley of the Gods, facing north.

“Hahaha! Is this the so-called army that upholds justice? They’re so weak!”

A sturdy man wearing a pirate hat and with a trumpet-shaped nose was carrying a big sword and stepping on the bloody navy officer with one foot, laughing triumphantly. For him, there was nothing more worth celebrating than trampling the navy officers who usually chased him all over the ground. So he turned around and raised his sword to his subordinates and shouted, "Follow me, little guys! Don't let Rocks and his gang get there first, all the treasures belong to our Black Rhino Pirates... Hey, why are you all making such annoying expressions?"

Looking at the extremely astonished faces of his subordinates, the leader of the Black Rhino Pirates, Lionel Ryze, felt that his interest was ruined and was about to explode. Suddenly, he heard a hoarse, sneering sound coming from under his feet.

"You would also make that kind of expression if you suddenly saw something beyond your understanding, Mr. Pirate who is about to die~"

"what--"

Before Lenos Ryze could understand what was happening, a line of blood slowly appeared from the top of his head, and then his whole body split in half from the middle, falling to the left and right with blood flying all over the sky.

"Eh? Boss Lennox Noz...is dead...?"

The pirates stared with their eyes wide open, standing still without saying a word. Everyone knew that their boss, Lennos Ryze, had a bounty of 130 million in the government, and even ordinary cannons and swords could not hurt his thick skin, so he was known as the "Steel Armored Black Rhino" on the sea, and was one of the most famous pirates in the South China Sea.

However, such a person was now killed on the spot with his flesh and bones cut open in a single blow, and he could hardly even defend himself. In their eyes, this had become a reality that was completely unbelievable and unacceptable.

"You've been so arrogant because of your reputation as the captain, so you lost your composure when your boss died. The phrase 'the fox borrows the power of the tiger' really applies to a group like you who only know how to stick together!"

In full view of the crowd, as bubbles continued to emerge from the blood at the wound on the navy corpse's back, streams of sticky liquid gushed out, gradually condensing into a young man with a dirty octopus head and a face as pale as if he had just crawled out of a coffin.

"By the way, there are many more pirates here than I sensed. It seems that my observation Haki is not yet well-trained."

The young man looked around with disdain at the pirates who had finally realized that their captain had been killed but were still standing there trembling with fear. He took off the giant scythe behind him and swung it in a big circle, with a hideous smile on his face, "Do you want to know why I am here? This is a very simple question, and you can't figure it out even if you go to hell!"

“Ugh! Stop embarrassing yourself here if you’re so vulnerable!”

With a hearty laugh, Kaido swung his stick violently and hit the waist of an agent wearing a scorpion mask, causing him to disappear in a trace. The next moment, one could hear the sudden collapse of a mountain not far away, followed by something falling heavily into the rubble, raising a cloud of dust.

"Damn it! Even Lord 'Poison Scorpion' is no match for that brat? If this continues, the defense forces on the west side of the square will probably be wiped out..." A black-clad agent who was trapped under the rubble struggled to squeeze out a few words from his throat. He was about to raise his trembling right hand and reach into his pocket to fumble for the Den Den Mushi when he suddenly lost his breath, tilted his head and fainted.

"Haha! Who else wants to fight? I'm ready to fight anytime!"

Kaido kept hitting the ground with his mace, his eyes sweeping around the armored soldiers and government agents lying on the ground. He saw that except for a few guys who were holding guns with trembling hands and pretending to be calm, all the other enemies guarding the valley pass had been dealt with by him. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and he raised his hand towards those unlucky guys whose hair stood on end as if by reflex, "Over there! Tell me where you hid the treasures you stole, and then take me to the destination in person and I'll spare your lives!"

The agents and soldiers who were already frightened out of their wits were stunned when they heard this, and immediately began to whisper to each other.

"Hey, did you hear that? He doesn't seem to know that the treasure is in the central square. It's obvious that everyone knows it!"

"So, CP6 reported earlier that this guy came from the southeast, but now he has taken a long detour and appeared here!"

"And he asked us to lead the way for him, which means——"

Could it be that the boy has a poor sense of direction? !

Seeing the enemies trying hard to hold back their smiles, the veins on Kaido's forehead jumped twice, and he immediately turned into a shark face and roared angrily: "Hey! No one is allowed to laugh! Tell me the exact location of the square quickly, I'm rushing-"

His voice suddenly stopped and his expression froze on his face, because he saw with his own eyes that the people who were still talking to each other in the last second turned into flying flesh and blood and broken limbs in the instant, as if there was a scarlet snowstorm.

"Oops, I think I acted too quickly. I should have slowly drained their blood to replenish their strength."

As a complaining voice suddenly sounded in the air, a thin figure carrying a giant sickle slowly walked out of the blizzard. The frivolous smile on the pale face made Kaido unable to resist the urge to smash him with a stick. He kicked a severed hand on the ground casually, and then his eyes fell on Kaido on the opposite side. As if he didn't notice the increasingly obvious anger on Kaido's face, he pointed at the other party and said slowly, "Remember that you are the 'Monster Rookie' who has become famous on the sea in recent years. You look much more powerful than the one on the wanted poster. But no matter how powerful you are, I dare to bet that you can never hurt a hair on my head, and you can't even touch my body..."

"Then give it a try!"

The sarcastic words were mixed with a thunderous roar. Kaido's figure shot forward like a cannonball, and purple lightning lingered on the rod, as if carrying a huge force that could destroy the world. Before the man could finish his words, his body was directly blasted into several pieces by the iron rod that swept over.