One Piece – Thundergod Marine

Six-style·Paper-painting is a very easy-to-use move. Learning deep can even make people use their eyes and domineering in close combat. They can avoid all attacks by simply relying on skin perception.

But there is a premise!

The dodge of the paper painting is produced by capturing the airflow, that is, there must be fluctuations caused by the attack in order to carry out the targeted dodge.

But now, no!

Not only is it impossible to observe, but also the most basic airflow.It seems that these black mists really don't exist, except for the color, there is no way to observe it.

"Why do you think that if you can't find my trace, you can find the trace of the black mist?"

Ryder sneered. Before Ron's explosive speed and evacuation, a cloud of black mist hovered and condensed in front of him, turning into a ferocious drill bit, and piercing it fiercely.

Bang!!

Fortunately, the black mist still exists [entity], Ron erected a thunder halberd to block him, blocking the terrible attack that would tear him into two.

But as a price, at the moment when his movements stopped, dense black mist swarmed up, and half a second later, countless blood blossoms bloomed from his skin.

"Ho!"

The blood dripped and dripped like rain, Ron couldn't help but stumbling, slamming the thunder halberd, taking the opportunity to finally pull the distance away, and gasping for breath.

There was no good piece of meat on his body, and the black mist was rubbed from the skin like a meat grinder, dripping with blood.

The self-healing ability is fully fired at this time, and the interwoven granulation continues to weave, healing the wound.

Regarding this, Ryder did not rush to pursue him, turning into a black mist, he silently flew forward to the place where Ron bleeds.

call out!

A drop of blood was attracted, and after a short pause in the air, it flew upwards against common sense and submerged in the black mist.

"this is……!"

Ron stared at this scene with wide eyes, looking ugly.

I almost forgot, the most terrifying ability of the vampire fruit is not only the black mist, but also the ability to suck human blood, just like the legendary creature vampire.

"Well... it's worthy of the blood of the famous Navy Blue Dragon. It tastes really good. The power that your pool of blood brings to me is comparable to that of sucking up a small town."

Ryder was contented, as if the blood that had fallen into the black mist was equivalent to being sucked into his body.

Speaking of this, his face was slightly surprised: "So you really are not human, right?"

"This blood actually wants to take root in my body."

Dabu is indeed a great supplement, but to Ryder's surprise, the blood does not seem to be so easy to surrender.

They did not turn into nourishment to nourish their bodies for the first time, but plundered the surrounding nutrients and constantly copied themselves.

If an ordinary person accidentally swallows this kind of blood into his stomach, he will end up shuddering when he thinks about it.

In response, Ron moved his lips: "It's disgusting!"

"Although I have also drank raw horse blood, I prefer cooked pig blood, duck blood and chicken blood."

"Human blood or something, please forgive me for not accepting it."

"But I am really curious..."

Ron raised his head to look at Ryder a hundred meters away, tilting his head: "How does it taste?"

Ryder: "..."

"Hehe, this joke is not funny. What I said is a description, the power your blood can provide me [very good], understand?"

"oh, I see……"

Ron dug his nose indifferently: "It's disappointing! I thought you, who started to feed on human blood, would have stopped being a human long ago, jo... well, nothing."

Ryder: "..."

"Go to hell, kid!"

Moon step!

The black mist spikes struck again, and the black mist that could not be captured by the sights and colors and did not produce any fluctuations could only be observed with eyes.

So Ron stepped on the air decisively and dodged in a limited range, always capturing the position of the black mist within his line of sight, to avoid being caught in the air by the black mist.

"Needless resistance! Moon step alone is too slow!"

Speaking of which,

"drink!"

Facing Ryder himself, Ron didn't dare to be careless, and repeatedly moved the long and powerful thunder halberd in his hand to cut open the black mist that had covered it.

But this obviously couldn't cause much damage to Ryder, and even whether he hit or not was a mystery. The cut black mist quickly squirmed and continued to form "dark clouds" covering Ron.

"No, I can't hold it!"

The defensive circle formed by the thunder halberd dance was constantly compressed, and Ryder's scarlet eyes were exposed, like the most evil devil, constantly approaching Ron.

"I want to suck your blood, bastard!"

The cold murderous intent licked his neck. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the back of Ron's hand, and the movement of the thunder halberd was stagnant.

A black mist spread in from under his feet at some point, shot straight up, and pierced the back of the palm from the palm.

The defensive circle suddenly broke, Ryder did not waste this great opportunity, rolled up the monstrous black cloud and threw on Ron, his canine teeth aimed at the blood vessel in his neck and pierced fiercely.

"Damn it! Get out of me!"

No one likes an old man lying on his neck and bringing his mouth together, and so does Ron.

His shoulders shook hard, and the terrifying force was transmitted along the bones, powerful enough to shatter steel.

However, Ryder's teeth were stronger than steel. Not only did he stay motionless, he took the opportunity to throw his umbrella and pushed Ron's rebellious arm back.

"I want to turn you into a corpse!"

Ryder roared angrily, his teeth pierced the skin, and the new instinct brought by the animal devil fruit made him swallow blood without any effort.

Guru... Guru... Guru...

Swallowing sounds kept ringing, Ron's skin began to dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it was significantly slower than Ryder's previous blood-sucking speed.

Ron's blood is very special. Because he is a vampire-fruit capable person, he has to devote a lot of energy to concentrate and break down and digest the blood that he swallows.

Otherwise, let these extremely aggressive cells survive in the abdomen, and Ryder wouldn't want to try as a result.

These long-established powerhouses will not make the low-level mistakes of "good swimmers drowning".

Even if Ron is now bound by his hands and feet, he is always on guard, spying on his thoughts with the domineering look and feel.

Once he has any resistance, Ryder can easily avoid it.

Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be right now.

There was only one thought in Ron's head.

Are you going to die?

"Dying? Yes, you are going to die soon."

As we all know, people will die without blood, just like the game character HP returning to zero.

Ryder was full of grudges on his face. Thinking about the humiliation he has suffered over the past few decades, he couldn't help but want to roar and vent.

But fortunately, he still remembered the threats Ron brought him. Even though Ron was already shriveled and inhuman, and he was not sure about killing him, he would not care about it.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Ryder swallowed as a pause, he raised his head in amazement, and looked at Ron in disbelief.

"You... actually...!!!"

"Haha, have you sucked enough?"

In response, Ron opened his eyes weakly, his eyes full of tricky smiles.

Seeing Ryder, whose expression was terrified and uneasy, he raised his pale palm and pointed to his head.

"Then read it carefully, what am I thinking now!"

Are you going to die?

...That's right.

He is going to die soon!