The Pirate Family

"Then how are you feeling now?"

Ratzinger stroked his blood sword, squinting at blame.

Just like when I was wearing platinum pope robe to receive the audience of the Ten Knights of Glory.

"Powerful and perfect!"

Blame clapped and said respectfully.

"Just like God."

"Your words make people sound so comfortable."

Ratzinger said with a smile.The blood wing waved, and the whole person appeared in front of blame instantly.

One hand penetrated Ji's chest.

"Why are you?"

He looked at Ratzinger with eyes full of disbelief. He didn't understand where he had gone wrong.

"why?"

Ratzinger drew the bloody hand from blame's chest and said calmly.

"Since you say I am a god, you should know that God is omnipotent!"

"I feel you have a ghost in your heart!"

"Is that so?"

The second seat of the Ten Knights of Glory, the black sword, knelt down weakly, even the black sword that had not been separated from the body could not be held firmly and fell to the ground.

The black blade reflected Ratzinger's somewhat cruel face and a pair of frightened eyes.

Arelli turned into a ball of white candles, wrapped Lorne, and wanted to sneak him away.

"My little bishop."

Ratzinger turned around and said kindly.

"You are a good boy, but you have been blinded by sinners."

"I now give you a chance to return to the embrace of the Lord."

Ratzinger stretched out his big bloody hand.

"Give me this sinner?"

"no no!"

Arelli shook her head in horror, the blood-red monster in front of her was not the pope she knew at all!

Strange and terrible.

"Isn't it."

Ratzinger snorted coldly, and a blood stab separated from his body and shot it at Arelli.

This kind of innocent silly girl, as ordinary as the weeds on the roadside, waited for him to rule Balan again, not as much as he wanted.

"You are too deep into the play." Lorne struggled to get up, stretched out his dark arm to crush the blood thorn.Then stared at Ratzinger and said disdainfully.

"As a person, stealing the power of God. Did you end up becoming a clown?"

"You say I am a clown?"

Ratzinger knocked Arellie and Lorne into the air with a punch.Said with a terrifying face.

"Just how pitiful you are now? Are you worthy of talking about me?"

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Lorne.

"It seems that you still want to taste the Damocles of Blood. This time, who else can save you?"

A familiar feeling of weakness was transmitted from Ron’s body. After releasing 200% of his power, Ratzinger's control over the fruits of blood became much stronger. This sword of Damocles of blood , It condenses successfully almost instantly.

boom!

Then it suddenly fell. At this time, all the people present were lying on the ground, and no one alone was able to save Lorne.

"Are you going to die?"

Lorne held his head high and slowly closed his eyes.The picture flashed in his mind, from being trapped on an isolated island to stepping into the religious country Balan.

Does my journey end here?

Lorne was not afraid of death, but regretted that none of his appointments with others were fulfilled.

"No!"

Arelli yelled subconsciously, leaning her hands forward to catch the blood of Damocles and prevent him from falling.

Then, this blood sword seemed to have heard what Arelli said, and it stopped in the air without moving!

"Ok?"

After a long time no pain came, Lorne opened his eyes suddenly.I found that Ratzinger was looking here with an ugly expression.

The candle that wrapped Lorne didn't know when it disappeared.But behind Arellie stretched out a pair of blood wings!

"Blood fruit?"

Ratzinger frowned, then quickly denied his conjecture.

There have never been two fruits with the same ability on the sea. This is an iron law.

And the little bishop just used the candle fruit of Shuborg, the hand of retardation!

Arelli's eyes were flushed, and her entire pupils were filled with blood, she raised her hand subconsciously.

This time the Damocles sword with blood shattered instantly, and the blood returned to Ron's body.

"It seems that I haven't lost yet."

Lorne opened his eyes and looked at Arelli in surprise.

He did give her a silvery white, banana-shaped fruit, which resembled the moon and was very beautiful.

But in the battle, Areli used the ability similar to candle, why can he manipulate blood at this time?

Is it some kind of ability similar to Ratzinger's Blood Plunder?

"The moon has no light, but it can reflect the sun's brilliance!"

Arelli seemed to realize something, she looked at Ratzinger with her pale green eyes and said softly.

"This fruit has no ability, but it can perfectly replicate the opponent's ability!"

"I was able to use Master Shuborg's ability before because of this fruit!"

"This is the moon fruit Lorne gave me!"

Arelli imitated Ratzinger to create a blood sword, clasping her hands tightly and aiming the tip of the sword at Ratzinger.

"Today, protect Lorne for me!"

"Duplicate fruits?"

Ratzinger said to himself.

"It seems to be a good ability, worth collecting."

Ratzinger smiled, and a blade far larger than Arelli appeared in his hand.

"You just grasped the fruits of my blood,"

He wielded the great sword, and shot Arellie flying with the sword, and hit him next to the fallen blame.

"Why do you fight with me who has got the fruit of blood for decades?"

The blood armor and blood sword that Arelli had just gathered and solidified shattered instantly and fell to the ground.

"All this farce should end."

Ratzinger walked in front of Lorne, the young man's vitality was as tenacious as a little strong.

You can stand up no matter how much injury you have suffered.

However, the so-called will is not worth mentioning in the face of absolute power.

"is it?"

Lorne lay flat on the ground, breathing heavily.But he got up very hard and looked up at Ratzinger with his still unyielding eyes.

This look bored Ratzinger.

"Your ability is still useful to me, so I won't kill you."

"but!"

He swung his blood sword at Lorne's limbs, vowing to chop off his limbs.

"Become a waste and spend the rest of your life in the imprisoned tower!"

The blood sword was like a rainbow, with a whistling sound.

But just as soon as he touched Lorne's limbs, the blood sword seemed to have lost its power to maintain it, and the blood-colored armor that wrapped Ratzinger's body turned into a pool of blood and fell to the ground.

Razinger's old body was exposed.

As if aware of something, he turned around abruptly and looked at Arelli holding a black sword in her hand.

Gently licked the blood on the blade.

"Do not!"

Ratzinger felt that his own strength was constantly disappearing. After losing the fruit of blood and blood to suppress the injuries inside his body, he could no longer stand steady, half kneeling in front of Lorne.