People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

"Blizzard!"

Long waved his arms, and the endless wind and snow penetrated the entire maze made of mud walls.

In this silver-white world, as an apostle of Cthugha, Sakaski felt a coldness eroding his body for the first time in a long time.

Long also felt that his abilities had been increased to an unprecedented extent here.

"You guys underestimate me too much!"

Sakaski became angry, the red light in his eyes surged, and the flames struck in the opposite direction from where the wind and snow were spreading.

Oops!

The dragon knew something was wrong, and when he was trying to gather the wind and snow to block the flames, Garp shouted softly:

"Change!"

The ground shook, and the position of the mud wall suddenly changed. The flames followed the corridor between the mud walls and returned to where Sakaski was standing.

This move was finally resolved, and the dragon no longer had any illusions in his heart, and endless wind and snow flashed through his heart.

Ice and death appear.

Avatar!

Deathwalker!

God of Furious Storms!

Thunder and lightning roared in the maze, and the wind and snow roared wantonly.

The maze that had been scorched by flames was once again covered with thick wind and snow, and Sakaski felt that his soul was about to be frozen.

God is God!

Even a divine body obtained by force in a human body cannot be resisted by a mere apostle.

No matter how powerful this apostle is.

soul.

thinking.

Even his own eyes were frozen.

call!

It seems that it is impossible to win this battle without summoning an avatar!

Sakaski let out a long sigh, and the dots of white flames around him were tinged with black.

This black color gradually spread, covering the entire flame, and the cold finally melted. Sakaski's body twisted, and finally turned into a bull with eight giant horns on its head.

Moo!

A long groan raised to the sky.

The mud walls of the maze continued to collapse, and in the depths of the maze, Garp's eyes kept making crisp crackling sounds.

The few eyes that were still holding on were all protruding crazily, as if they had encountered something terrifying and wanted to get away from Garp quickly.

The dragon, who was also an incarnation, was not to be outdone. The wind and snow continued to condense and solidify and freeze the collapsed mud wall together again.

The physical collapse of Garp's body was finally suppressed, but if they didn't fight quickly, the fate of the two of them might be very worrying.

As soon as he thought of this, the dragon's body suddenly disappeared.

Then appeared behind Sakaski, the death scythe raised a sheet of wind and snow, hitting Sakaski's back like lightning.

Danger!

Sakaski suddenly turned back, but the sickle appeared on his back again like a tarsal maggot, continuing in the previous direction and continuing to scrape towards Sakaski's back.

Can't hide! ?

Then stop hiding!

A trace of violence flashed in Sakaski's eyes, and the black flames on his body condensed into a giant hand, and he swung the scythe behind him brazenly.

hiss……

The giant black flame hand and the death scythe collided.

Pieces of smoke that resembled both flames and cold fog rose up in large tracts.

The dragon's body kept shaking, and the muscles on his face looked a little deformed due to the continuous exertion of force.

Pfft!

The huge force fighting against the sickle in the smoke suddenly disappeared.

The feeling of a sharp weapon cutting through muscles returned to Long's hand.

Hit! ?

Long couldn't believe it until the smoke cleared.

He finally saw that the black blood on the bull's back was rolling onto the ground like lava, and the extremely high-temperature black blood burned through the entire ground.

The last few eyes of Garp, who was hiding in the deepest part of the maze, also exploded ferociously.

Garp slumped to the ground like a deflated balloon, and a fleshy ball with countless bulges slipped out of his body and penetrated into the cracks in the ground.

As the meat ball left Garp's body, the maze collapsed.

Dad! ?

Long was trying to take advantage of the victory and pursue the pursuit, but the collapse of the maze shocked him. He felt as if he had completely lost the most important person to him.

The light of Knossos Palace shone again, and Long was shocked. Without the maze, he would not only lose the blessing of strength, but he would also be weakened by Sakaski's methods.

After biting down, Long suppressed the worry in his heart and raised the sickle in his hand again.

The wind and snow surged on the scythe again, as fast as lightning, and struck Sakaski's bull's neck hard.

This time he took advantage of his illness to kill him!

last blow!

When Sakaski saw the raised sickle, his heart was filled with hatred and anger. The black flames covered the black blood, and a black flame giant with a ferocious face blocked the path of the falling sickle.

Clang!

A long sound of gold and iron clashing echoed on the island and drifted into the distance.

Long's heart sank, this sword could no longer be struck.

He knew he had failed.

Not only the life of dad Garp is at risk, but also the lives of countless wind children in the Revolutionary Army Alliance.

The wind and snow on the sickle gradually subsided, and the black flames gained the absolute upper hand. The entire sickle was melted by the black flames and became part of the giant's body.

The black flame giant burrowed into the bull, and with its wounded fury, the bull slammed into the dragon.

However, even with the weakening of Knossos Palace, as the apostle of the Wind God, Long's speed still has the advantage, not to mention that he is still in the incarnation state now.

Easily dodging Sakaski's angry blow, the dragon appeared at the location where Garp "died".

Looking at Garp with only one piece of skin left, Long frowned and dug out the meat ball that had slipped away from Garp's body in the soil next to him.

After doing all this, I felt exhausted like a tide.

Long knew it was time to go.

So he reluctantly rode the wind and snow towards the Kingdom of Illusia.

Long and Garp's assassination plan failed.

The offensive of the revolutionary army on the other side also fell into a dilemma.

Originally, according to the plan of Sabo and others, they would pretend to attack Orakon's royal city, lure the Fire Spirits out to fight them, and then concentrate the main force of the Son of Wind to cut off the opponent's retreat.

However, they did not expect that the other party simply ignored their attack on the royal city and instead launched a massive attack on the Flower Country behind the revolutionary army.

And before they captured Orakan, the other party had completely occupied the Kingdom of Flowers.

What made the Revolutionary Army most desperate was that just when Sabo ordered the Children of the Wind to withdraw from the Orakon City, they were blocked by the Church of Mekas, and there was only one person who blocked them.

The huge blue spirit of fire called Ftagua by the followers of Mekas Church.

The Sons of the Wind suffered heavy casualties under his attack. Finally, under the cover of He and Sarong, the Sons of the Wind, numbering nearly ten thousand people, managed to escape back to the command post.

But it is obvious that the other party will soon organize a final attack to completely destroy the hope of the Kingdom of Ilusia and the revolutionary army.

After hearing the news from the phone bug, Long couldn't help but let out a long sigh:

"This place has been completely destroyed."

"Retreat, leave the West Sea."