Utterly Inhumane (8)
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"That's fucking awesome."
Flames spitted out, and Bege watched Curiel leaping and bounding about, feeling her blood boil. This was the true battle of a man.
Coincidentally, Curiel also uses guns, but compared to Bege, his are like a musket compared to a cannon.
Don't forget, Bege also has a group of henchmen inside her body, with bullets flying in all directions – an incredibly extravagant display.
"Change weapons."
With his Machine Gun ammunition exhausted, Bege reached into his stomach, and in the next moment, a five-meter-long rocket launcher appeared in his hand, Bege he aimed directly at Curiel.
Upon seeing that unusual rocket launcher, Curiel's face turned green.
"Boom"
The area within a hundred meters was transformed into a deep pit, and a mushroom-shaped cloud rose up.
After firing one, Bege seemed somewhat dissatisfied because it was too powerful.
Then, the guy put his hand inside his stomach.
The next moment, he carried a ten-meter-long rocket launcher on his shoulder.
Damn, this is a mobile arsenal.
Without even looking, Bege launched it.
"Boom boom boom"
This explosion was far more powerful than the first one; within a radius of 500 meters, not a single area remained intact.
"Haha, the weapons Caesar researched are awesome, it's a pity they don't have the power of the boss."
Bege was still somewhat uninterested, because when she thought about Ye Chen's explosion and compared it to the rocket launcher in her hand, she felt it was utterly weak.
"Men, change your weapons."
Bege shouted, "Put the rocket launcher inside my stomach!"
"Boss, what kind of weapon do you want?"
Inside his body, Bege's former crew member turned around and looked at the mess of high-tech gadgets behind him.
"Bring two Machine Gun."
With a Machine Gun in each hand, Bege puffed on a cigar, exhaling smoke and looking down on everyone, his breath catching as he spat out tongues of fire.
When he ran out of bullets, he emptied them into his stomach, then grabbed a new Machine Gun and swept through the enemy ranks, single-handedly leaving behind a trail of severed limbs and broken bodies wherever he went.
In contrast to the bloodshed on Bege's side, the battle on the other side was filled with inhumanity.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh"
His figure hovered in mid-air as Caesar looked at the short man before him and gave a sinister smile.
Haruta, the Second Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, is a one- One Sword Style Swordmaster with short brown hair. However, he is quite short, and some might mistake him for a child.
At this moment, Haruta's face was flushed an unnatural red as he glared angrily at Caesar.
If you step within 100 meters, you'll find there's no air; at that moment, Haruta is suffering from oxygen deprivation.
"Let's see how long you can hold out."
Reaching into his own vaporous body, Caesar pulled out a bottle filled with a flowing green liquid.
With a sudden flick, the bottle hurtled past, flying towards Haruta.
A flash of sword light streaked past, the bottle shattered, and in an instant, a dense green mist engulfed the surroundings, leaving nothing within a thousand meters radius unscathed.
"Sizzle"
The sound of corrosion was chilling. When everything subsided, the endless barren land had collapsed nearly ten meters deep, bubbling with corrosive gases.
A collective gasp filled the air as people from all over the world stared wide-eyed in horror at the mangled ground.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh! How about my newly researched poison gas bomb, Caesar I!"
Looking at Haruta, whose flesh and blood had been stripped away, leaving him resembling a skeleton, Caesar was thrilled with his invention.
"Number one is done testing, now let's try No. 2 Explosive Poison Gas."
In an abnormal, morbid state, Caesar pulled a red bottle from his misty body, opened it, and sprayed it towards Haruta.
"Boom boom boom"
A series of explosions followed, a gust of wind swept through, and the corroded ground was riddled with holes.
Bottles and jars rained down as Caesar flew through the air, abandoning the half-dead Haruta, and flew towards the other members of the Whitebeard Pirates, dropping bottles intermittently. The area within a kilometer radius became a living hell.
Some pirates suffocated to death, while others watched their own flesh and blood fester and rot, leaving not even bones behind—killing without a trace.
These immoral weapons, one after another, appeared in Caesar's hands, utterly corrupting morality.
Behind the Whitebeard Pirates, the Fifteen and Sixteen Division Commanders, Izo and Fossa, protected Ace, their faces contorted with rage as they watched their comrades retreating in disarray.
"Izo, Fossa, don't worry about me, go help everyone."
Covered in blood, Ace stood trembling, his eyes bloodshot as he watched his comrades being swept away by Bege and Caesar.
"No, we must protect you!"
With a ferocious expression, Izo looked at his wailing companions, trembling all over.
"Give me your life!"
Suddenly, a figure appeared, staring at Ace with murderous intent; it was Judge, who had come for revenge.
"Bang"
Sparks flew as Fossa flashed out, his longsword firmly blocking Judge's spear, his feet sinking deep into the ground.
With a forceful push, Judge did a backflip and landed heavily on the ground, staring at Ace with a sinister look.
"Izo, take Ace away."
Holding his longsword at an angle, Fossa watched Judge warily.
"Want to leave"
He roared in anger, Judge tried to stop him, but Fossa blocked his way.
"Roar"
A raging hurricane suddenly crashed down, and a colossal creature that blotted out the sky swept over everyone's heads.
With a powerful flap of its enormous wings, a hurricane ripped up the ground and surged upwards.
Most importantly, it would occasionally spit out a fireball from its hideous maw, which would sweep across the land like the sun, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.
"Shoot this beast down!"
On the ground, countless bullets and artillery fire flew towards the fire.
"Ding ding ding"
Sparks flew, leaving no trace. The enormous pupil looked down, and the right wing, like a mountain, swept past with a fierce flap.
In an instant, the earth was turned upside down, and countless pirates were swept up by the hurricane and slammed heavily to the ground, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
It opened its enormous mouth, and with a burst of intense heat, it spewed out a pillar of fire that swept across the ground, cracking it open and creating a terrifying chasm that stretched to its end.
"Roar"
The damage caused by fire is absolutely unimaginable.
People all over the world fell silent, because the Sacred Pirates were stronger than they had imagined.
Even the Whitebeard Pirates couldn't withstand it?
God, Thunder God, the Gild Tesoro, and all sorts of technology—this power is already at the level of a hegemon.
Strictly speaking, the Whitebeard Pirates were somewhat incomplete because the Phoenix died too young.
That's fair to say. The Whitebeard Pirates were entirely carried by Whitebeard himself. Apart from Phoenix, Diamond Jozu, and Vista the Flower Sword, the other captains were at most equivalent to Marine Vice Admiral.
Moreover, the Phoenix had already been killed by God, which was tantamount to cutting off one of the Whitebeard Pirates' arms.
Furthermore, the fourth division commander was also killed by Blackbeard; high-level combatants like him are difficult to deal with.
In the battles at the lower levels, the disparity between the two sides is starkly apparent when facing an army of fearless Clone. Coupled with various technologies, the outcome of the battle is already predetermined.
If the Whitebeard Pirates were to turn the tables, there would only be one possibility: either they would receive reinforcements, or Whitebeard would kill God.
But would God die so easily? Most of the world's attention was focused on the two people in the most dangerous situation at the scene.
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