RNP Chapter 285: Vulnerable to a single blow
Chapter 285: Vulnerable to a single blow
Inside the magnificent and mysterious Pangu City, the atmosphere is so oppressive that it makes people feel breathless.
The light was dim, and faint candlelight flickered on the ancient walls, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.
The ground was covered with a gorgeous red carpet, and the bright red color seemed particularly dazzling at this moment.
Cobra sat in a wheelchair, his eyes revealing complex emotions.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his heart was filled with helplessness towards his fate.
"Im, I have told you everything you want to know. If it weren't for that Lily, the historical text would not have been lost." In front of the throne, Im's plain voice was heard, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman from the tone of his voice.
"Is that so..." After getting everything he wanted to know, Cobra immediately turned his gaze to the Five Elder Stars.
The five old guys had murderous intent on their faces at this moment, their eyes were as sharp as swords, which made people shudder.
The Five Elders took out their rifles one after another with skilled and decisive movements.
In their eyes, Cobra was nothing more than an existence that could be wiped out at any time and was not worth their hesitation at all.
Cobra knew in his heart that he knew too much.
But when he looked up again, Im was already sitting quietly on the void throne, and suddenly, the courage in Cobra's heart was instantly ignited.
He shouted out his last words before his death: "You shouldn't be sitting there! And how could you live to ..."
"Bang!" A gunshot echoed in Pangu City, breaking the original silence.
Immediately afterwards, Cobra fell directly to the ground from his wheelchair. The blood oozing from his chest instantly dyed the red carpet red, making the bright red color even more eye-catching.
"Sir!" Seeing Cobra's body, the Five Elders immediately turned around and knelt down in front of the man on the throne, their faces full of respect.
Their bodies trembled slightly, as if waiting for Im's next instructions.
Im looked at the five people quietly, with no expression on his face, and said in a flat tone: "Transfer the death of Cobra to the Revolutionary Army, and... Fishman Island doesn't need to worry too much.
The threat of 'Sea King' is not great right now, and Fishman Island still needs us." After saying that, Im slowly stood up and prepared to leave.
"Sir." At this time, Nasujuro Sheng said, "The revolutionary army..." However, Im did not give him a chance to speak. With just a look, Nasujuro Sheng changed from kneeling on one knee to kneeling on both knees.
"Crack~" The strong pressure caused a network of cracks to appear on the ground under Nasujuro's knees.
There was majesty and indifference in Yim's eyes, as if telling everyone that in Marijoa, nothing could escape his eyes.
"Nothing can escape my control in Mary Geoise. Just take my orders!" Im retracted his gaze, turned around and left.
Nasujuro Seiji was lifted up by the two men and left with them.
Their figures gradually disappeared in the dim corridor, leaving only silence.
At the same time, Sabo, who should have seen through Cobra's murder, was rushing towards the conference palace.
The reason is simple, because Sabo, who was supposed to lurk in the center of Pangu City, was about to enter
Suddenly he discovered that the three life cards that Huaizhonglong had given him, namely the life cards of Crow, Mori and Lindberg, began to burn at an extremely fast speed.
This also means that the three revolutionary army "commanders" are facing dangers that are life-threatening.
"Damn it, how could this happen! Even if Fujitora and Green Bull took action, there's no way the three of them would be so miserable!"
Sabo was dressed in a black robe and moved quickly in the holy land, his eyes full of anxiety and anger.
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On the other side, the Conference Palace.
The scene, which had already become a ruin, was now even more dilapidated, as if it had experienced a doomsday catastrophe.
Broken walls and ruins were scattered everywhere, smoke and dust filled the air, and the sunlight struggled to shine through the dust, adding a bit of desolation to the ruins.
In the recess of the left wall, Kaku's eyes were dull and his white eyeballs seemed to have lost their vitality.
His chest was deeply sunken, and his entire body seemed to be embedded in the wall, lifeless.
The blood from the corners of his mouth flowed out like a flood that broke through a dam, gathering on the ground into a shocking pool of blood.
Lucci looked at the companion who had accompanied him all the way, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot, a mixture of anger and grief.
He desperately moved his arms, wriggling like a wounded worm.
His heart was filled with despair and unwillingness, and the miserable plight of his companions made him feel heartbroken.
"Kaku!" Lucci's voice was hoarse and trembling, filled with endless pain.
"Bang!" Mr. Pi suddenly swung the Zongyunqi in his hand and hit Lucci's arm directly.
"Ah!" The intense pain made Lucci scream out loudly, a painful expression appeared on his face, veins bulged on his forehead, and cold sweat broke out.
"Don't you think you are fast? Your legs are broken...what qualifications do you have to shout?" Mr. Pi's eyes were full of contempt and disdain, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.
At this time, the coat that Whitebeard wore was long gone, revealing his muscular body, making him, a small figure, look out of place with this strong body.
Lucci gritted his teeth, his heart filled with anger.
"Damn it, if that guy Stussy hadn't suddenly run away..." He lay there, unable to move, and could only let the anger burn in his heart.
On the other side, the smoke from the collapsed building had not yet completely dissipated, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder after the battle.
The sunlight struggled to penetrate the thick dust and fog, casting a faint light, but it was unable to dispel the depressing atmosphere.
The Crow, whose arm had been chopped off, raised his one arm with difficulty. Veins bulged on his remaining right arm, and his fingers trembled slightly but pointed firmly at Mr. Krabs who was laughing and talking.
On his bloodstained face, his eyes were as hot and resolute as burning flames.
The surrounding black coal-like bodies seemed to have received some strong call and began to surge restlessly.
As the crow exerted force, the black coal-like substance quickly gathered, as if it had life, spinning and condensing at an extremely fast speed.
The ground shook slightly, and the tiny gravel began to bounce due to the force.
The black coal gradually elongated and became pointed, like sharp swords about to pierce the sky, emitting a chilling aura.
"Coalthorn!" the crow shouted hoarsely.
Under Crow's control, the black coal spikes suddenly shot out from the ground, with an unstoppable momentum, heading straight for Mr. Krabs.
The sharp tip flashed with a strange light, as if it could penetrate all obstacles.
During the whole process, Crow's body leaned forward slightly and his center of gravity sank, as if he had poured all his strength into this attack.
But Mr. Krabs predicted Crow's attack with just a glance, and he teleported out at an extremely fast speed, easily avoiding the attack.
"Why not imitate those two guys and pretend to be dead?" Mr. Pixar clenched his left fist, and a white energy circle emerged. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
Without hesitation, he punched the crow in the abdomen.
"Swish! Bang!" The crow flew out like a cannonball and crashed into the ruins.
The smoke and dust spread out, making it impossible to see his figure clearly.
Not far from him, the body of the Mori giant lay there quietly, like a small hill, with a hideous knife wound on his chest, and blood dyed his yellowish skin red.
Lindbergh was nailed to a stone wall with a stone pillar piercing his left shoulder, his eyes empty.
Among the so-called four "commanders" of the revolutionary army, except for the "commander of the Southern Army" Bello Beti who did not come, no one could last more than four moves at the hands of Mr. Krabs.
Their failure made the ruins look even more desolate and tragic.