Pirate's Devouring Fruit

Chapter 331 Edward Weibull, die!

On the uninhabited island, Edward Weibull brutally destroyed everything in front of him.

The number of injuries on his body continued to increase, and the pain made him almost go crazy.

"The experiment is over, and the development after the overlord's color transformation is going well, and it's time to end the battle."

After experimenting with two-thirds of the overlord's temperament, the remaining one-third Dawn is ready to quickly resolve this unequal battle from the beginning.

Simply put, Edward Weibull is just a very punchable sandbag.

Even if he didn't understand the use of overlord color, Dawn was able to kill Edward Weibull with his monster-like physical strength and resilience after a few days of the battle.

But now it's easier.

Sakura Ten unsheathed, the speed of drawing the sword combined with the power of the overlord, the black sword cut through Edward Weibull's chest like cutting tofu, leaving a deep and bone-deep sword mark.

"Sure enough, if you use a weapon, it seems to be sharper and smoother."

Dawn wrapped the armed color and the overlord color around the body of the sword, and chopped off at Edward Weibull's head. Under the powerful explosion, Dawn's sword was extremely fast, and the blade even disappeared without seeing it.

Under the threat of death, Edward Weibull showed a hint of ferocity on his simple and stupid face. He directly blocked the vital point of his head with his left hand, and at the same time he slashed at Dawn desperately with the naginata in his hand.

"Want to trade injury for injury?" Dawn grinned sneerly at the corner of Dawn's mouth, "Unfortunately, the difference in strength between the two of us is too great!"

Sakuraju slashed across Edward Weibull's thick arm blocking the front, and the overlord color destroyed the defense of the armed color, allowing the blade to eagerly lick the broken muscle, cut through the bone and finally cut it off completely.

But at this time, the menacing Cong Yunqie of the other party came over, and the gust of wind burst all over Dawn's body, pushing Dawn's figure to dodge the brutal knife that exchanged injuries.

"Boom!"

With the fall of the thick and heavy arm, the blood seemed to have heard the order, and began to shoot out without money.

Although the exchange of injuries between the two seemed to last for a long time, it was only a short moment. The drawing of the sword from Dawn and Edward Weible's unresisting vertical slash happened almost at the same time.

But this short moment before and after is fatal in Dawn's eyes!

On the way to cut off the opponent's arm, Dawn could see Cong Yunqie's trajectory clearly.

At the same time, at the same time, Dawn controlled the gust of wind to condense around his body, and broke out directly after cutting off his arm, which finally allowed Dawn to narrowly escape the brutal knife.

Swallowed the bait and avoided the murderous intent perfectly.

In the face of the absolute strong, the weak can't do it even if they want to exchange injuries.

Edward Weibull's painful and meaningless roar resounded throughout the island, and Dawn didn't stop at all, and the cherry ten in his hand cut out again.

"Go to hell!"

Edward Weibull's eyes were red, and he took the initiative to block the injured half of his broken arm on the edge of Dawn's sword, and the other good hand smashed down the moment the blade cut through his body!
boom!
The ground instantly cracked, and Edward Weibull was like a bear seeing honey. He didn't waste any time. The remaining arm kept falling down like a pile driver, and the ground even trembled.

Dozens of high-intensity punches turned this place into a deep pit. Edward Weibull was panting slightly, and kept dropping his arms.

Feeling the exhaustion of his body after the explosion, Edward Weibull held on with a roar and gathered all his strength on his arms, then jumped up from the ground suddenly and smashed his fists down first!
"Isn't it good to have a beautiful dream before dying? Why go to the cruel reality?"

Dawn's plain words came from the deep pit. He removed the Rashomon standing in front of him, jumped out of the pit to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a sinister smile flashed across his face.

Looking at the body that fell from the sky like a mountain, Dawn didn't have any fear, and the atmosphere began to surround Ying Shi's right hand.

A huge pitch-black giant blade with high-frequency oscillations began to emerge, and then the huge sword body condensed a majestic and domineering momentum, and finally it was revealed substantially, shooting out black arcs.

Edward Weibull, who was falling like a meteorite, was getting closer and closer, and like a desperate counterattack before the death of a wild beast, his fist with a tragic momentum was brutally bombarded.

But Dawn's silver eyes did not fluctuate. Facing Edward Weibull's desperate blow, he roared angrily, and the muscles in his arms instantly stretched out, bursting out with all his strength.

In the next moment, Dawn conveyed the power gathered from his whole body to the blade of the sword, and directly met the fist that fell from the sky without fear!
The nearly seven-meter-high little giant leaped to the highest point of itself, and how terrifying was the blow with an outburst of anger?
The attack of the two exploded and even swept the entire island at the moment of collision, the ground began to crack under Dawn's feet, and then the small island was directly split into a gully as deep as the sea in the confrontation between the two.

The ground where Dawn stood on his feet had long since disappeared from the ground, but he just stood there, the blade in his hand mercilessly chopped off Edward Weibull's arm, and then took his head with irresistible dominance. cut off.

On that thick arm that was as thick as a watermelon, the jet-black armed color was full of cracks. In the collision of two huge forces, the arm had already been twisted, and then it was chopped open and then cut off without any loss. head.

"It's really a big fight."

The little maid flew down and gave Dawn the clothes she had already taken from Ouroboros, "I didn't expect this bulky guy to be so strong."

"After all, he is also the guy who claims to be the son of Whitebeard."

With a move of Dawn's fingers, the airflow swept away the remaining clothes and stains on the upper body, and after taking the clothes from the little maid, put them on,

On the side, Ouroboros jumped off the shoulder of the little maid, devoured the soul energy after Edward Weibull's death, and began to transform it, feeding it back to Dawn's body.

While feeling the long-awaited strengthening, Dawn explained at the same time:
"Take a picture of the head and pack it away, and tell Morgens that I want to let the world know that Edward Weible was killed by me."

"Hi, I see."

The little maid took out the camera phone bug that had been prepared earlier to take pictures, and then started talking to Morgons, telling him about En's request.

Lying on Dawn's shoulder, Uroboros, who had been a spectator in the previous battle, consciously took out the wooden box.

Use the ability to put Edward Weibull's head into a wooden box and put it in the ice cellar in the castle, so that it can be brought back to the Navy Headquarters.

So far, Edward Weibull, the great pirate who had just ascended to the throne of Shichibukai, was beheaded by Dawn in less than two months!

For a time, the world was in an uproar again!
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