Chapter: 1603
"You still want to chase after him!"
At this time, the stars on the "Future" fell, forming a long bridge and extending over.
"Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya finally solved the gray-black monster with tenacious vitality!
It's a pity, "Admiral Hell" hesitated a little longer, and it would be nice if he didn't escape in time... Anderson sighed silently, and landed steadily on the star bridge.
Seeing Gehrman Sparrow flying over, he was about to say hello and give him a few compliments, but he saw a cold and silent face.
Anderson instinctively avoided it, laughed twice, and let Gehrman Sparrow pass him.
When he returned to the "Future" along the star bridge, Klein had restrained his emotions. Seeing Frank Li greet him, he gave him a thumbs up: "You are the craziest thing I have seen in my life so far." guy!
"How dare you board the 'Black Tulip' alone, single out the 'Admiral Hell', and come back alive!"
I'm sorry, in terms of madness, I'm far inferior to you... Klein silently responded.
At this time, many pirates with long hair or shaggy heads also expressed their surprise and admiration one after another.
In such an atmosphere, Klein closed his eyes, feeling that the "Faceless Man" potion had been completely digested.
Frank Li didn't notice Gehrman Sparrow's abnormality, and added with a smile: "I wanted to help you just now, throwing some seeds over there, but unfortunately, I can't throw them that far."
Drop some seeds on the Black Tulip? This sea area has the remnant breath of the "Goddess of the Earth", and extraordinary things in the corresponding domain will undergo mutations, attacking at the same time regardless of the enemy... I was also on the "Black Tulip" at the time... Fortunately, you didn't throw it away... Klein suddenly remembered the tragedy of the "Future" before, and the watermelon growing from the head of the dead pirate.
He was just about to think about his words so that the response fit Gehrman Sparrow's personality, when he suddenly saw Heath Doyle standing out from the shadows not far away, bent over and vomited.
The "bloodless man" retched first, then his knees gradually weakened, and he knelt on the deck.
vomit! vomit!
He finally spit out a pool of yellow-green liquid, inside which was a piece of half-corroded gray-black flesh wriggling like twitching.
vomit! vomit! vomit!
Heath Doyle spit out several puddles of similar things in a row
Seeing this scene, Klein felt disgusted and relieved a lot. He was worried that Heath Doyle, the "Rose Bishop", would be polluted by "eating" food randomly. Now it seems that the other party should just tolerate and isolate. Do a real digest.
As expected of the not crazy "Rose Bishop"... Klein sighed silently.
Out of the corner of his eye, he was about to move away from the vomit, when some thoughts suddenly flashed in his mind: "Squirming Hunger" has been activated, and he must "feed" once a day, and there are no outsiders here, no ideal villains... �The pirate who died before is not good, although his companions may not value the corpse, but the "squirming hunger" is going to devour the soul...
I don't know if these pieces of meat can serve as "food", at least they originally belonged to corpses with strong vitality and affected by the breath of the "Earth Goddess"...
Thinking of this, Klein took two steps forward and walked near Heath Doyle.
He couldn't bear to see the puddles of vomit, and instinctively cast his gaze to the other side, to the magnificent sea with the sun shining outside the ship's side.
Then, he stretched out his left palm towards the gray-black flesh.
Creeping Hunger didn't change a bit, didn't split its mouth in the middle of the glove.
It seems that it doesn't want to eat... it can only use it reluctantly first, and deal with potential dangers. If it is close to a day and has not found suitable food, it will be thrown on the gray fog... Klein retracted his hand helplessly, and looked up. He glanced at the direction of the captain's cabin.
The golden brooch in front of "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya once again shone brightly, condensing out the "Sun Wraith", purifying the gray and black pieces of flesh that Heath Doyle vomited out one by one.
The pirate general's face and expression did not change, but he seemed a little tired, and the deep purple brilliance in his eyes became more and more obvious. JrNovels.com
At this time, the stars on the "Future" fell, forming a long bridge and extending over.
"Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya finally solved the gray-black monster with tenacious vitality!
It's a pity, "Admiral Hell" hesitated a little longer, and it would be nice if he didn't escape in time... Anderson sighed silently, and landed steadily on the star bridge.
Seeing Gehrman Sparrow flying over, he was about to say hello and give him a few compliments, but he saw a cold and silent face.
Anderson instinctively avoided it, laughed twice, and let Gehrman Sparrow pass him.
When he returned to the "Future" along the star bridge, Klein had restrained his emotions. Seeing Frank Li greet him, he gave him a thumbs up: "You are the craziest thing I have seen in my life so far." guy!
"How dare you board the 'Black Tulip' alone, single out the 'Admiral Hell', and come back alive!"
I'm sorry, in terms of madness, I'm far inferior to you... Klein silently responded.
At this time, many pirates with long hair or shaggy heads also expressed their surprise and admiration one after another.
In such an atmosphere, Klein closed his eyes, feeling that the "Faceless Man" potion had been completely digested.
Frank Li didn't notice Gehrman Sparrow's abnormality, and added with a smile: "I wanted to help you just now, throwing some seeds over there, but unfortunately, I can't throw them that far."
Drop some seeds on the Black Tulip? This sea area has the remnant breath of the "Goddess of the Earth", and extraordinary things in the corresponding domain will undergo mutations, attacking at the same time regardless of the enemy... I was also on the "Black Tulip" at the time... Fortunately, you didn't throw it away... Klein suddenly remembered the tragedy of the "Future" before, and the watermelon growing from the head of the dead pirate.
He was just about to think about his words so that the response fit Gehrman Sparrow's personality, when he suddenly saw Heath Doyle standing out from the shadows not far away, bent over and vomited.
The "bloodless man" retched first, then his knees gradually weakened, and he knelt on the deck.
vomit! vomit!
He finally spit out a pool of yellow-green liquid, inside which was a piece of half-corroded gray-black flesh wriggling like twitching.
vomit! vomit! vomit!
Heath Doyle spit out several puddles of similar things in a row
Seeing this scene, Klein felt disgusted and relieved a lot. He was worried that Heath Doyle, the "Rose Bishop", would be polluted by "eating" food randomly. Now it seems that the other party should just tolerate and isolate. Do a real digest.
As expected of the not crazy "Rose Bishop"... Klein sighed silently.
Out of the corner of his eye, he was about to move away from the vomit, when some thoughts suddenly flashed in his mind: "Squirming Hunger" has been activated, and he must "feed" once a day, and there are no outsiders here, no ideal villains... �The pirate who died before is not good, although his companions may not value the corpse, but the "squirming hunger" is going to devour the soul...
I don't know if these pieces of meat can serve as "food", at least they originally belonged to corpses with strong vitality and affected by the breath of the "Earth Goddess"...
Thinking of this, Klein took two steps forward and walked near Heath Doyle.
He couldn't bear to see the puddles of vomit, and instinctively cast his gaze to the other side, to the magnificent sea with the sun shining outside the ship's side.
Then, he stretched out his left palm towards the gray-black flesh.
Creeping Hunger didn't change a bit, didn't split its mouth in the middle of the glove.
It seems that it doesn't want to eat... it can only use it reluctantly first, and deal with potential dangers. If it is close to a day and has not found suitable food, it will be thrown on the gray fog... Klein retracted his hand helplessly, and looked up. He glanced at the direction of the captain's cabin.
The golden brooch in front of "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya once again shone brightly, condensing out the "Sun Wraith", purifying the gray and black pieces of flesh that Heath Doyle vomited out one by one.
The pirate general's face and expression did not change, but he seemed a little tired, and the deep purple brilliance in his eyes became more and more obvious. JrNovels.com
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