Chapter 311 The Wraith of the Fur Race?
"Oh, nightmare, I didn't expect that today is your burial day!" BIGMOM's voice became louder and louder, shaking the sky.
Seeing the person in the dark getting addicted to playing with BIGMOM's body, Roy was a little fucked. Is this guy a psychopath?
"Floyd, stop being too slow. After killing him, you have time to show off." Logan rushed forward like a violent wolf, his voice becoming a little illusory. "As for now, I'd better think about how to deal with this guy. He is a terrifying monster!"
"Hmph, it's not your turn to tell me how strong he is." Floyd snorted coldly at first, then swayed BIGMOM's fat body, reflection of his left hand, right hand... Cough cough, it's the flame of the left hand, the thunder in the right hand, mixed with explosive power, and attacked Roy. "Nightmare, feel what despair is in the wailing and wailing!"
At the same time, the crowd he controlled also rushed over like a tide, as if he wanted to use the human sea tactic to pile Roy to death.
"Oh? It sounds like you hate me a lot. Can you tell me when did you CP0 hate me so much?" Roy stepped on the pace of death, danced lightly, calmly avoided all attacks, stepped on the void and came to the top of the BIGMOM, slashed the sword down, and the monster flames burned everything.
"You have destroyed the meaning of my existence. In return, I will definitely destroy everything you have!" Freud's hatred was not diminished, and turned the double-horned hat on BIGMOM's head into a terrifying giant blade and fired a giant slash wave at Roy.
"Did I destroy? There are too many things I destroy. Since that's the case, I will destroy them together with you!" BIGMOM, who could not exert all his strength, was naturally not Roy's opponent. The Seven-Star Sword easily cut off the sword energy emitted by BIGMOM, and the remaining momentum hit the Napoleon sword in BIGMOM's hand, knocking BIGMOM's fat body away directly.
Logan was like a ghost in the daytime. Without making any sound, he took advantage of Roy's fight with BIGMOM and walked around Roy's rear, and stabbed the silver bone claws towards Roy's heart.
Honey!
Roy's body suddenly burst out with colorful light. After the silver bone claws penetrated his body, he actually fixed Logan's arm tightly, as if it was not his own body, but a puppet cast by steel, which directly fixed Logan's arm firmly.
"not good!"
Logan's pupils contracted violently. Before he could think too much, he quickly covered his armed domineering aura.
Roy's body, which was penetrated by him, gradually lost its luster and spirituality and turned into a "lifelike" statue. The other Roy was born from the void. The sharp breath of the Seven-Star Sword hit Rogen, gnawing and raging in his body like an omnipresent, as if he was devouring his flesh and blood from the inside.
As for the "puppet" that was attacking like a crowd, they were stopped by Anilu and Katakuli. However, on the one hand, they had the concern that they could not take heavy measures against their companions, and on the other hand, they were difficult to match such a massive siege, which was already in danger in a short period of time.
Roy frowned when he noticed the situation here, and the vast and powerful domineering aura soared into the sky and raging in all directions. The black thunder trembled in the void, and the ripples in the space dispersed like ripples.
What's strange is that the "zombie" that was rushing like a tide was just slightly stunned. She swayed her body twice, then attacked Eniro and the others again, and even one of them fainted and fell to the ground did not appear.
"Idiot, I am a soul catcher who has eaten the fruit of the soul. Now it is not their own who controls their bodies, but my will. I admit that your domineering and domineering nature is indeed powerful and domineering, but it is too early to make me lose my will!"
"Is the soul fruit? It's indeed a powerful fruit!" Roy knew that although his fruit ability could also be hypnotic and controlled, he still had no strength to lift as much as Freud.
After all, his ability mainly relies on subtle hints in the dream. For the weak, it can directly mark the mark, but for the strong, it takes a long time to assimilate. It is difficult to directly control other people's hearts like Freud's spiritual fruit, even as strong as BIGMOM. If you accidentally get hit, it can be seen that the power and weirdness of the fruits are.
"Nightmare, it's thanks to you that I am strong today. If you hadn't let me feel what real despair means, I wouldn't have understood the true meaning of power!" The expression on BIGMOM's face was very wonderful and unpredictable, like a schizophrenia patient. "Now, let you witness the source of my power, let you experience the resentment and despair of our fur tribe!"
"Is it the fur tribe again?" Roy frowned. It seemed that the fur tribe was indeed a powerful race. In addition to cats and dogs, there were even more powerful existences than them.
"Nightmare, I didn't expect that I'm back!" The face of the loan shark changed a lot, as if it had turned into Duke Lan of the Tengu who had turned into ashes.
"Gaga, I've crawled out of hell to seek revenge on you!" This time it was the owner of the Cat Viper.
"I died so miserably, I'm not willing to give up!" All kinds of fur faces appeared on the faces of these people who were controlled by Floyd.
Such a situation is like a hundred ghosts walking at night. People who are a little more fragile in mind are afraid that they will doubt their lives when they see this scene.
"I said, how could you have such a powerful force? Did you gather the resentful souls of a race?" Roy understood a little. At this moment, Floyd's state was like Moria after absorbing 1,000 pieces of shadows. Her strength increased sharply, but her mind was a little abnormal.
This is because Freud's strength is far above Molia, so his schizophrenia is not too serious. He just feels that he has hope of revenge and relaxes his restraint on his heart, which makes all kinds of demons and ghosts appear and his mental state deteriorate.
"It's just some monsters. I'm not afraid of living, and even more so when you die. Since you don't want to stay in hell, just completely destroy me!" If you were an ordinary person, maybe you could not do anything with these monsters in the soul state, but for Roy, these resentful souls are not as good as ordinary fish, and can be destroyed by overturning your hands.
"Nightmare, taste the anger of our fur tribe!" More and more faces on Freud's face began to appear, as if he was fighting with him for the sovereignty of his soul.
Realizing that Floyd's condition was something wrong, Roy quickly exclaimed: "You should be the one who pushed the fur tribe to the destruction with his own hands. Isn't Pochmus just pushed into the abyss by you? Maybe it's the last bloodline of your fur tribe!"
"I killed him? I destroyed the fur clan with my own hands?" Floyd, who was in a bad state, murmured after hearing Roy's words, becoming more and more violent, as if a ghost from hell, "No, it's not like this. Everyone is dead. Why doesn't he die? Since he is not dead, it means he is a traitor. Yes, I just executed a traitor in my own way. Yes, this is the best result!"
Chapter completed!