What's going on with this guy?!
Gunko never expected that her attack would not work at all, and the other party even performed a show in front of her and took off her own head with bare hands.
Paramecia·Toy-Toy Fruit?
"Go to hell!"
Gunko snorted, and two more arrows popped out from under the cuffs of his pajamas, suddenly penetrating Dimon's body.
An arrow shot through the head.
An arrow pierced the body.
The punctured part revealed the cotton inside the plush toy.
For a moment, cotton wool was flying all over the sky.
"It's not blood...!?" Gunko's eyes flashed with shock, and then he continued to attack.
The three arrow-shaped ribbons waved into the wind, cutting like sharp blades, chopping the demon toy into pieces.
However, that voice still echoed in her boudoir.
"Tsk, tsk, are you angry from embarrassment?"
Gunko blushed, not because he was shy, but because he was angry.
What happened to this guy? He was cut into pieces by her, but he didn't have any injuries?
At this moment, the cotton wool flying all over the sky gathered towards the sofa, and in a blink of an eye, as if time went back, the devil toy appeared intact.
Dimon raised a finger, shook it left and right, and joked:
"You can't even do this. Ticking me is not enough."
In human form, although the immortal body can survive, it will still feel pain if it is cut.
But the toy form was different, he couldn't even feel the pain.
"Who the hell are you!" Gunko gritted his teeth.
Tough enemy!
She was helpless in the face of such rogue abilities.
"Are you so angry? I didn't do anything to you either." Dimon shook his legs and said with a smile, "Calm down, little girl."
After a pause, he added, "I heard your name from someone, so I just came to see you."
"Someone?"
"A dead person, Brook."
As soon as these words came out, Gunko's head buzzed and he became temporarily deaf.
My head hurts so much!
Brook?
Who is this name?
Gunko staggered a step, held his forehead, and frowned slightly.
"Can't remember?" Dimon observed her reaction, while Observation Haki was reading her heart.
"I admire the great Lord Diablo. I might be kind enough to help you recover your lost memory."
Gunko didn't seem to be listening, as several broken pictures flashed through her mind.
The next moment, a cold breath came.
Her eyes changed and became extremely sharp.
Dimon raised his eyebrows, this is...Imu is going to be possessed?
No, it seems that there are two wills fighting against each other, and Imu failed to possess it smoothly.
After a while, the aura dissipated, and Gunko returned to normal.
"Brook? Someone you don't know."
Ah, this... the memory has been changed again?
Dimon's face was full of curiosity, and he did not continue to stimulate Gunko at the moment. The stimulation was too much, and Imu would really come later.
"Change the topic." Dimon chuckled, "Let me ask you a question, why doesn't the person above you leave Mary Geoise?"
"Why should I answer you?" Gunko said in a bad tone.
Despite this, her voice could not be hidden from Dimon, and he already knew the answer.
Imu really can't leave, not just Mary Geoise, she can't even leave Pangea Castle.
As for the reason, Gunko doesn't know either.
The harvest was good, a piece of information was confirmed, and...
Dimon patted his butt, stood up and stood on the soft sofa,
"There is indeed something wrong with your memory. Someone has sealed part of your memory."
"If you want to seek help from the great Hell Demon God, Diablo, just carve out the devil summoning magic circle and pray devoutly..."
"Oh, goodbye, Miss Gunko."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black shadow under Dimon's feet opened up and swallowed him up instantly.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
"Gone!"
Gunko looked shocked.
Observation Haki erupted instantly, covering Holy Land. He tried to find the aura of Dimon, but found nothing.
"Diablo, the devil of hell?"
She murmured in her heart.
This way of disappearing is not like Devil Fruit's ability, nor is it Teleportation Magic Array of their Holy Knights.
The devil of hell?
Devil?
Gunko was greatly shocked and hesitated whether to report it to Master Imu.
After thinking for a moment, he chose to hide it.
The gap between dreams and reality, Hanging Peak City.
A black shadow spread out on the floor, and Dimon slowly emerged from the black shadow.
When Roxanne saw the owner returning, he immediately greeted, "Lord Dimon."
"Thank you for your hard work. Change me back."
"Yes."
Roxanne touched Dimon with his hand, and the next moment, he changed from a toy back to human form.
Needless to say, this ability is really useful.
It's a pity that he only has half an hour to transform himself into a toy, and he has to transform again after half an hour.
Maybe training Age-Age Fruit to Awakening can solve this problem.
While thinking, Dimon summoned Mr. Door.
"It's none of your business for now. You can go back."
"Understood, Lord Dimon!"
Roxanne was sent away, Dimon left Wang Jian, and went deep into the underground of Hanging Peak City.
In the underground cell, the two brothers Charlos were locked together.
There was no one in this place. The two little kids were screaming with hunger, but no one answered them. Now they are both hungry and fainting in the cell.
"Holy Land is still looking for these two brats everywhere, right? Anyway, it was Diablo who did it. What does it have to do with me, Dimon?"
Dimon frowned and thought about the difference between the two "world lines".
In the normal world line, Dimon and Diablo exist at the same time. To the outside world, there is a toy named Diablo, which kidnapped two Celestial Dragons.
In the toy world line, Dimon does not exist, there is only one toy called Diablo.
"If the intelligence is sufficient, someone will record the information about Dimon on paper. After he enters the 'Toy World Line', he may be able to deduce the truth based on the intelligence."
However, this doesn't matter.
Wearing a vest is just for fun, so what if you know?
Give the gift first.
Thinking of this, Dimon left Hanging Peak City and returned to the real Wano Country.
General's Mansion.
Dimon asked the maid to call Orsea.
"Lord Dimon, do you have a problem with me?"
"I have prepared a gift for you. You should like it."
Hearing this, Orsea's eyes lit up and his face was full of joy. "What gift?"
Her big eyes looked at Dimon's hands, but they were empty.
"This gift is different from the normal ones. Come with me."
Open the door leading to Hanging Peak City, Dimon takes Orsea and return to the dungeon.
Looking at the two Celestial Dragons imps in the cell, Orsea's eyes instantly turned cold.
"Celestial Dragons!"
"Lord Dimon, is this the gift you are talking about?"
Dimon nodded, "We demons value credibility the most. If you summon me, I will help you fulfill your long-cherished wish. I just went to Holy Land to capture these two brats."
"That's great."
Orsea smiled, as if the coldness just now was fake.
She showed a yandere-like expression and looked down at Charlos brother and sister, her excitement was palpable:
"I'm so happy, Lord Dimon. How about I prepare today's dinner? Just use these two damn brats as the ingredients."
Dimon: "..."
Who is the devil?!
"Do you prefer steamed Celestial Dragons or charcoal grilled Celestial Dragons?"