One Piece Tulip Family

Although Satan was puzzled in his heart, he still knocked Chuggia unconscious with a knife in his hand without hesitation. After staying on the boat for so long, he believed that the little fox would not lie to him.

Sure enough, as Churchia rolled his eyes and passed out, a jellyfish-like transparent creature fluttered out from above his head. Countless white and almost transparent tentacles swayed with the wind. People who were not far from it suddenly felt dizzy.

"Is this the bastard who attacked Churchia?"

Heitong let out a soft chirp, drew his sword out of its sheath abruptly, and slashed at the transparent jellyfish with a sharp slash. Naturally, the only way to rest assured is to slash the bastard who attacked his own crew.

"do not want!"

The little fox Yushuli suddenly changed his face and screamed. However, it was too late, and Heitong's slashing speed was too fast. Almost at the moment the little fox made a sound, a bright knife light had already cut through the body of the transparent jellyfish.

Like a shattered mirror, at that moment, the jellyfish cut by the knife light suddenly turned into countless transparent light spots and scattered in all directions, covering the entire ship in the blink of an eye, covering the Santing with a layer of glass-like amber color.

"That jellyfish is not Mirage's body, but Mirage's illusion seeds. It is wrapped in countless magical nightmares. Once attacked, it will shatter into more illusion seeds. Anyone who encounters it will fall into a dream..."

The little fox yelled anxiously, his voice sounded distant and near, in a trance, as if separated by a thick fog.

……

The stern wind was as cold as a knife, whistling and circling on the battlefield, tearing apart pieces of clouds wantonly, stirring up a sad tune. The originally fortified defense wall became a piece of wreckage, with corpses of various colors strewn about.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the sound of shouting and killing could still be faintly heard in the distance. The sound of weapons colliding, roaring and shouting, and even the screams of soldiers seemed to continuously penetrate into the ears.

"Where is this? So familiar..."

Satan stared blankly at everything around him, the soldiers fighting desperately around him, the pirates yelling wildly in the distance, even the roar of artillery fire and the smell of gunpowder smoke close at hand, all of these were so strange and yet so familiar.

He lowered his head and looked at himself. The clothes on his body were almost torn into strips, hanging loosely on his body. His short hair, which was originally standing upright, was clumped together by an unknown liquid, whether it was sweat or blood.

Not far behind, Baolongdel Sainan was lying on the ground dying, with severe penetrating wounds to his abdomen, and the red blood under his body almost formed a small pool.

Heitong's eight dead marching puppets had all been destroyed, and they had to draw their swords to start hand-to-hand combat. She and her sister Chitong stood with their backs facing each other, forming a small battle circle, guarding each other's rear, but the hand holding the knife was trembling, obviously exhausted to the extreme.

Farther away, Jun Malu raged wildly among countless swarming pirates like a butterfly wearing a flower. The dense bone spurs all over his body were like sharp swords. Every time he raised his hand or threw his foot, he could set off a wave of blood...

"Am I in a hallucination?"

Satan's eyes widened suddenly, and he was extremely shocked, "This is the Amsterdam battlefield!"

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and slowly closed his eyes. One second, he was still on the Santing ship, and the next second he had landed in the middle of the battlefield. He knew in his heart that he should have fallen into a mirage.

Satan clenched his fists tightly, and although he closed his eyes, the sound of the fighting of gold and iron horses and the sound of billowing gunpowder and gunfire continued to penetrate into his ears. Although he knew it was just an illusion, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Amsterdam, the battle to destroy the Kingdom of Babylon, this is almost the most permanent pain that Satan buried in his heart. From the moment he escaped from the battlefield, all of this was deeply buried in his heart. At this moment, everything reappeared in the illusion, as if the wound that had been covered up in his heart was suddenly taken out to dry.

Satan is in pain.

"Don't come here, son!"

"Leave the battlefield quickly and work hard to survive, mom loves you!"

Suddenly, an unforgettable voice rang in his ears, Satan's heart seemed to be hit by a bullet suddenly, and it throbbed violently, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

In the high tower ahead, where the fighting was most intense in the center of the battlefield, a loud bang sounded from the top of the tower. A corner of the platform at the top of the tower collapsed, and countless rubble and rubble fell down. Then, a figure appeared on the edge of the platform at the top of the tower.

Satan's mother, Her Royal Highness Catherine, King of Babylon, was lying dying on the edge of the platform at the top of the tower. Snag stepped on Her Royal Highness Catherine's back, laughed wildly and raised the knife in his hand. The blade shone coldly in the sun.

Beside him, Perospero, the eldest son of the Charlotte family, who was wearing a top hat and was slender and holding a candy cane, stood leisurely aside, sticking out his long tongue to lick the candy in his hand, with a playful smile in his eyes.

"mom!"

Seeing his mother being captured by Snug, Satan's eyes were tearing apart and he roared angrily.

This moment, this scene, had appeared in Satan's dreams countless times, waking him up from the silent nights like a nightmare, and every time, he was sweating profusely, as if struck by lightning.

"Don't come here, son."

"Leave the battlefield quickly and try to survive!"

"Mom loves you!"

Princess Catherine burst into tears uncontrollably, and shouted to Satan below. Her last wish was that Satan could leave the cruel battlefield alive and survive in the eye of this frenzied storm.

"Hahaha, what a touching parting message!"

Snag at the top of the tower laughed wildly, watched Satan who was charging towards the tower below shout loudly, raised the big knife in his right hand, and slashed at Princess Catherine's neck.

"However, God created life to let you see with your own eyes how cruel this world can be!"

"do not want!"

"stop!"

"His Royal Highness!"

……

Countless shouts of apprehension resounded from all over the battlefield, but none of them could stop Snug from moving. A cold light flashed, and Princess Catherine's head fell from the tower.

"Ah, I want you to die..."

The chaotic scenes, the screams of pain, and everything flashed before Satan's eyes like a movie. At this moment, he had already forgotten what kind of illusion this was, and the heart-piercing screams kept coming out in his heart, and his pupils were full of the reflection of that bloody light.