I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

The pirates all showed pride and pride. Every pirate who voluntarily stepped onto this battlefield has long been at the risk of life and death.

Shouts of shouting and cursing came out more and more from the battle formation composed of more than a hundred people.

"If you want to kill, kill it! Red dog old dog!"

"Yes! The running dog of the world government! Curse you to die!"

"What red dog? It's just a barking red dog!!"

Under the scorching high-temperature environment, the air began to gradually distort, and the pungent volcanic sulfur smell permeated the entire area. Every breath was like being in the legendary hellfire hell.

Every breath began to become difficult, which was the result of a large amount of oxygen consumption.With every breath, the scorching hot breath penetrates from the outside into the depths of the nasal cavity, imprinting the sultry heat and scorching into the mind.

The voice came again, the rumbling sound was like thunder in the clear sky, and it also resembled the whisper of a demon erupting from the cracks in the underground abyss:

"Oh, you should be afraid."

A pair of lava claws spouting billowing smoke slowly but firmly penetrated into the curtain, breaking through the sudden scorching hot stream.

Rough and wild huge horns emerge from the forehead, and there is a faint dark red under the overall gray-black lava skin.

The face made of magma is extremely solid, and at the position of his eyes, two incandescent light spots can be seen between the opening and closing.

Unlike the previous Sakaski's iconic half-body Molten Balrog, which is often tens of meters tall, this burly figure is about 9 meters high

But it presents unprecedented [exquisiteness].

This delicacy is not only reflected in the sense of muscle lines and subtle body movements that "it" exists like a real life, but also in the strength of its gestures.

The strong thighs with prominent muscles support the weight of the body with an anti-joint structure below the knees.

The metatarsal toes, which were born in imitation of ungulate creatures, stomped heavily on the ground, leaving a line of huge hoof prints that were still burning at the edges.

"Because you don't even know what you're dealing with."

The turbulent magma wrapped Sakaski in groups, and the violent and raging heat pressure poured into his body, scorching everything that came into contact with this body.

Under the cracked lava skin, seething and seething is filled with eternal hatred for pirates.

For the first time, Sakaski, who commanded the Burning Legion, showed the ultimate form of the move [Purgatory Titan] in front of the world. He exhaled a breath of sulfur-rich turbidity:

"I am the Scourge that destroys and remakes all.

I am the war. "

519. Destruction

Marco still calmly stared at the strange giant figure in front of him, who was surrounded by an indescribable sense of suffocation, like an insurmountable ancient volcano, oppressing the nerves of every pirate who was already on the verge of limit.

Especially the "grotesque" vision, which is strange and familiar, can't help but make people associate subconsciously.

Searching for the title of such a "monster" in the world from the known information and knowledge reserves in his mind——

demon.

Most religious stories will talk about these weird existences that confront the gods and even rival the gods.

Its title itself is the embodiment of the word [evil].

It's just ironic that the admiral, who always advertises himself as a partner of justice, chooses this kind of not-so-glamorous image as the mimetic of his moves.

The pirates couldn't understand, but Ace, who was still swaying the flame not far away, already "understood".

The young man snatched the sword that a pirate had slashed towards him, and the orange-red fireworks spiraled around the sword in an instant.

Even though he had never practiced swordsmanship, Ace swung his sword and still trapped some of the pirate fighters who were still struggling in a wall of fire.

He looked very excited at the moment, looking at the tall figure like a god and demon in the distance, he explained to his companions repeatedly:

"Cultivating the darkness, yearning for the light.

Really worthy of Mr. Sa! The image of the big devil symbolizes 'hell whoever goes to hell if I don't', right?

Can you ordinary people understand the philosophy and Zen contained in his moves? "

The sailors standing beside Ace listened with admiration to the in-depth analysis of the "senior person".

People are always willing to believe what they believe, and even further corroborate and convince their brains logically.

Faced with the seemingly reasonable explanation given by Ace, the sailors who worship Sakasky as a military benchmark, of course, are more willing to believe that the iron-blooded Mr. Sa will also give profound meaning and thought-provoking meaning to the names and images of moves. Faith in life.

Only in this way can they conform to the deep definition of Sakalski, a big man, and the overall sublimation of the navy's image in the brain supplement.

As everyone knows, when Sakarski created the demon mimicry, he just thought that this image is really cool...

It's a pity that the pirates didn't get the key to this coolness and the "deep" meaning in the eyes of the sailors.

To be precise, it was Marko and others who were facing Sakaski who had no time to take care of these minutiae.

Surrounded by the air wave, Marco was almost unable to turn over in it.

The phoenix with azure blue fire wings fell obliquely to the ground, hitting a large crater several meters deep where it landed.

He was slapped and slapped down from mid-air, and the instigator was launching a series of vicious attacks from the air against the pirate captains who were still on the ground with a terrifying jumping force that was completely disproportionate to his size and tonnage.

The gigantic metatarsal toes pressed against the ground with a force of tens of thousands of hectares. With this burly demon as the center, the ground within a radius of 20 meters was directly ravaged into a hemispherical shape by the impact of the heat wave mixed with magma.

[War Trampling], this kind of move that is not considered a move is not very lethal to the individual intuitively, but it is better than a good hand to destroy the enemy's formation.