Whitebeard was suddenly startled. The terrifying aura instantly fell from the sky and flooded the entire place. The corpses began to swell, stretching the skin on their stomachs until they were shiny.
Such a horrific scene reminded everyone of a long-lost battle.
The Grand Line, Alabasta!
Rayleigh couldn't help but take a breath at this moment.
What a ruthless Black Earl!
As he said, their presence and obstruction have rendered the navy useless.
No more benefits can be obtained from the world government.
So he must do his best to reduce losses.
The 100,000-strong naval force was annihilated here, which was also of great significance to him and Kaido's coalition forces!
And... it will also set off unimaginable waves in the sea!
"Stop him!! Destroy those bodies!!"
In fact, there was no need for Rayleigh to roar, and others could see that the situation was critical.
Especially Whitebeard, their fleet and a large number of people are deep in the criss-crossed battlefield. Once an outbreak occurs, the death toll will be countless!
Air shock!
Ignoring the fact that the two sides were enemies, Whitebeard's domineering eyes flashed with cold light, his naginata raised high, wrapped in intense white light, and struck towards an area with few naval personnel.
Boom!
The terrifying shock flew across the ocean in a mighty manner, and the seawater exploded along the way, and then landed in the center of the area.
Click!!
The warships and corpses were torn into pieces in the blink of an eye. No matter how terrible the corpse explosion technique was, it only needed casting materials. When the corpses were scattered in the shock, the exploded flesh and blood crackled for a while, and then there was no movement at all.
but.
There are really too many of them!
Bang!
Boom!!
As several strong men showed their special abilities to destroy corpses and even cleared the sea to draw isolation zones at all costs, there were really too many corpses scattered all over the battlefield.
The ocean on the deck is crowded with the corpses of navy pirates and even the undead. As long as one corpse successfully explodes to create a new corpse, the serial corpse explosions can continue to ignite them, forming a domino-like chain reaction.
Lovett admitted that these guys together could really compete with himself in this state, but in terms of killing efficiency, he ranked second, and no one dared to rank first!
"What I hate the most is threats."
The explosion suppressed the noise, but Lovett's voice still reached everyone's ears clearly.
"Forget it if there are benefits...it's a waste of money. You really don't take me seriously."
"Senior who likes to scheme against people."
Picking up the title Whitebeard had just given, Lovett called softly: "I wonder if you understand that all conspiracies and tricks are based on strength?"
Sizzle...bang!!
Rayleigh turned around and fired a pillar of sky-piercing flames across the sky, falling towards them.
It's like adding fuel to the fire, creating more corpses.
"madman!"
Rayleigh's expression no longer smiled, his eyes were full of fear.
"Doesn't he care about his troops? Most of the people who were blown to pieces were undead soldiers!"
The explosion at this moment was not as intensive as Alabasta's because of the obstruction, but it was equally tragic.
Instead, the rhythmic sound of the explosion gradually oppressed the inner defenses of the survivors.
Rayleigh and others tried their best to stop it, but they could only protect a small area around them. Even Whitebeard could not protect the entire fleet.
However, the navy suffered numerous casualties, as did the undead army.
I didn't expect that the master would transform the undead so decisively. The soul was blown to pieces in shock, and its soul was scattered. I don't know why this happened.
Of the more than 200,000 undead army, except for the air troops who were able to escape, almost all the remaining undead were destroyed in the explosion. The troops in the hands of the Black Earl suffered even more serious losses.
So, why?
Riley couldn't understand.
Why does he have the confidence to do this?
"Because they are undead!"
At this time, a man in black robes appeared next to Rayleigh and said slowly: "The data shows that it only took the Black Earl more than a month to gather this army, and the living soldiers need to be trained for several months before they can go to the battlefield.
As long as the undead have corpses, they can have as many as they want."
After saying that, he took a deep breath and looked at Rayleigh.
"This is no longer a battle that we pirates can interfere with, retreat!"
Even though the annihilation of the entire navy would cause unprecedented turmoil, they successfully prevented the most terrifying conspiracy and made the Black Earl fail.
Reilly was unwilling.
But there is no way.
The key point now is that they cannot stop the spread of the situation and must do everything possible to retain the navy's fire, otherwise they will be doomed.
Looking up, Whitebeard happened to look over.
The two looked at each other and nodded.
"If you don't want to die, break out with me!!"
Whitebeard raised his naginata high and shouted to calm his arms.
In three minutes at most, the corpse explosion changes to include everyone. This is their only chance to rush out, and then...
escape!
Buzz!!
Cracks appeared all over the sky, boundless shock waves eroded the sky, and cracked white seals. Whitebeard punched violently, and everything on the sea level within a few kilometers in front was instantly shattered. "The strongest in the world" can be seen from this.
There were many living marines inside, and Akainu's eyes were red.
"asshole!!"
Just as he was about to rush forward, someone suddenly hugged him tightly around his waist.
The flying squirrel looked at him with red eyes and shouted: "General!!"
"..."
"Damn it!!!"
Roaring wildly from his mouth, Akainu threw the flying squirrel away with all his strength, turned around and rushed back.
"No need to go!"
At this time, another man in black robes appeared. Akainu looked at him in astonishment, speechless and choked.
"Garp is not dead yet. The Black Earl's punch knocked him unconscious and stopped him from releasing the forbidden move."
"As for the blue pheasant..."
Before he finished speaking, the man in black robe put down the two of them and rushed to where Rayleigh was.
Looking at the two familiar figures on the deck, Akainu clenched his fists.
"Walk!"
From high in the sky, Lovett had a panoramic view of it all.
The navy pirates were in perfect harmony at the moment, running wildly along the channel opened by Whitebeard. However, the undead hanging behind them looked a little strange, as if they were running away or dragging scapegoats into the water.
"Tsk, it turns out there are fish-men companions... no wonder they can avoid my Skynet surveillance."
Not only were the three of them Rayleigh, but there was also a fish-man secretly lurking in the ocean. While he was focused on controlling such a range of spells, he took Garp and Aoki from the bottom of the sea.
"but……"
"The overall situation has been decided!"
Looking at the people fleeing in the sea ahead, Lovett raised his right hand, a black raven jumped from his shoulder to his fingertips, and tilted his head naively.
Then the whole body melted into black flames and submerged into the flesh and skin.
The mana fluctuations surging around the body suddenly retracted from the body, and not only the apocalypse of the soul, but also the return of the god of death disappeared.
But this is by no means proof that Lovett is going to stop.
Whitebeard and others felt that an unprecedented strong threat was gathering behind them.
"Escape is part of my plan, senior."
Adapting to circumstances is like eating and drinking water for a mage.
As he spoke, Lovett closed his eyes, and the flesh and blood all over his body spread out, and instantly expanded into a giant three hundred meters long.
Boney human faces filled the ship's hull of flesh and blood, densely packed like scales.
The series of changes made everyone present forget that when the Black Count merged with the hateful battleship at his feet, he could use a devastating move.
Of course, it is also possible that because I did not witness it with my own eyes, my impression was not as profound as that of the owl and the dove.
If it were an owl taking command, he would never make such an irrational judgment.
Click!
Leviathan, who had regained control of his body, stared forward with malice, opened his mouth wide and sang a thousand words in unison.
"Chirp!!"
Soul Magic: Melody of Azator!
The old joke, there is a ship that can sing...
Let me tell you another joke, it is still alive when it sings.