Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

Pipisia taught Sherlock how to use it through the transmission of thoughts.

Sherlock nodded. It seems that reaching 100 luck points is indeed beneficial.

He put the wind cannon on his shoulders, told everyone to retreat, and fired the cannonballs at Ziwu.

This cannonball was actually a gust of wind, which instantly blew away the overwhelming purple mist.

Everyone was saved and collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

Heling applied a hemostatic agent to the pirate who lost his arm and bandaged the wound:

"It's a pity that the healing spell can't be used."

"Thank you."

The pirate looked at Mr.1, who still had no expression on his face.

Sherlock threw the wind cannon to the tall Melby, "This weapon will be yours from now on."

Melby nodded. This wind cannon is much more practical than a musket, at least in this foggy world.

Just when everyone relaxed their vigilance, red mist swept in.

Before they had time to escape, they were already in a sea of ​​bright red.

This is a side effect of using the wind cannon. The wind cannon absorbs the wind and then releases the storm wind to blow away the purple mist.

But the absorbed side happened to be occupied by the red mist, and the difference in wind pressure between the left and right allowed the red mist to flow unimpeded and surround everyone.

Sherlock released his armed Haki. In an instant, the silver armed Haki condensed into a hemisphere, covering Sherlock, Herring, Colm, Laubron, Crocodile, and Mr. 1.

The barrier to the awakening of mutated domineering!

Under the barrier, all physical attacks can be isolated.

The extremely aggressive red mist can also be resisted.

As for the others, before Sherlock could extend the barrier to them, they were already contaminated by the red mist.

Fortunately, the red mist was not corrosive, and no terrible changes occurred in their bodies.

However, they all raised their weapons, their veins popped out, their eyes revealed a violent aura, and they began to attack each other and kill each other.

"This?"

He Ling frowned and looked at Sherlock.

Kom swallowed:

"How could this happen? Why do they want to beat their own people?"

"It should be affected by the red mist. I'm afraid this red mist is different from the purple mist. Its function is to make people lose their mind and fall into a crazy fighting state."

Sherlock analyzed that he was about to ask Pipicia to marry him, but found that this guy was outside the barrier.

But Pipisia was not affected by the red mist at all, and was still chasing butterflies among the fighting crowd.

Butterfly?Are there butterflies in this mist?

Sherlock was stunned for a second:

"Follow that butterfly and get out of the fog!"

"But they?"

Colm looked at Sherlock nervously. The pirates outside the barrier were already fighting in a group. If they were not stopped, they would die at the hands of their own people.

Sherlock yelled: "Stop."

A tyrannosaurus pressure was released from his body, and all the pirates couldn't help but crawl to the ground. This feeling was the suppression of the level.

But the killing still lingers in their eyes, like a time bomb ready to explode at any time.

If Sherlock makes them all unconscious at this time, he may be able to temporarily remove the threat of the red mist, but this will put them in a dangerous foggy world. It will be difficult for Sherlock to protect everyone by himself.

But if you just scare them, it will not solve the threat of red mist.

He was in a dilemma, what should he do?

People polluted by the red mist will fight without sparing any effort, and they feel like they will never stop fighting.

Sherlock used his armed color Haki to isolate his whole body and separated himself from the awakening barrier. He used the 'Shaving Step' to appear next to the half-giant Melby, grabbed the wind cannon, and fired at everyone.

A hurricane struck, rushing them in the direction of the butterfly's flight.

Sherlock used his knowledge and knowledge to detect the flight path of the butterfly, judge its subsequent route, and fire again.

Everyone was blown away by the hurricane again.

Sherlock followed closely behind.

After doing this several times, he followed the butterfly to an island wrapped in orange mist.

Under the orange sky is a quiet island with green trees and clear springs and waterfalls flowing in the mountains. In front of it is a sea of ​​purple flowers with countless colorful butterflies dancing in the sea.

This scene actually feels a bit like a paradise.

Sherlock wanted to use a wind cannon to blow away the fog, but Pipicia reminded him:

"This mist is harmless."

Sherlock observed carefully and found that the people who were exposed to the orange mist did not change. On the contrary, they all showed signs of improvement. The murderous and violent energy in their bodies seemed to have been washed away, and they began to regain their sanity.

Immediately, they looked at each other and began to be afraid. If Houston had not taken action just now, they might have died under the butcher's knife of their companions.

Even so, many people were injured, some with knife wounds and some with gunshot wounds.

Before, I didn't feel any pain under the influence of the red mist. I just thought about killing and enjoying the pleasure of killing. Now I woke up and felt pain everywhere in my body.

"Bit, you guys are too cruel. My arm is going to be useless."

"You have the nerve to ask me whether you were the one who cut my leg. If it were any higher, my life would be in your hands."

While the pirates complained, Xingqing regained his senses in time and did not create an irreversible situation.

"Is the function of this orange mist to wash and purify?"

Kom took out his notebook and recorded the effects of various mists he encountered before.

Although the orange mist on the island is thin, it covers everything, as if time has been frozen into dusk.

"Twilight Island, this is the Twilight Island!"

Kom observed the island for a moment and screamed in surprise.

Sherlock pinched his brows, "Twilight Island", why did he touch his blind spot again? Is the world of pirates so rich?

"what is the place?"

Lauberon asked in place of Shylock.

"It is said that there is an island in the Ermenes Islands called the Island of Dusk. There is no passage of time on this island, there is only dusk forever. This island is the island where the ancestor of the Phoenix lives. Only those who are [-]% lucky can Found, at the same time, the phoenix is ​​also the most friendly mythical creature to humans."

Kom said excitedly,

"Someone once predicted that if you want to live forever, you can only find the Twilight Island and stay on the island for the rest of your life."

"What's the difference between that and being imprisoned?"

Crocodile asked rhetorically.

Kom looked at the beautiful scenery of Twilight Island and said longingly:

"It's probably most people's dream to live forever in a paradise like this."

"Is there any historical text on the island?"

Crocodile asked, and Kom shook his head:

"There is no record in this book."

"Looks like I just have to look for it."

Crocodile looked at Mr. 1, who nodded slightly. The two were about to separate, but were stopped by Sherlock.

"Wait a minute. The situation on the island is still unclear. Don't act alone yet."