Pirate: Paper fruit is a Phantom Beast, isn't it too much?

Chapter 223 Im, I'm waiting for you in hell

Mikhail was still so responsive, Zefa even thought he was ready to surrender, but Im's contract let Zefa know that surrender was impossible.

"Why did you tell me these things?" Zefa simply asked, not knowing the purpose of the other party.

"The kingdom on the bridge was destroyed, the navy rebelled, and this long-planned war, do you think he can let the world go after winning?"

"You mean we're doomed?"

"I don't know, just like 800 years ago, who would have known that he would successfully overthrow the huge kingdom that brought hope to this world? But no matter what, if you want to try and have already done it, there is no way out!"

As if he had had enough rest, Mikhail took the initiative to attack Zefa with a punch. Although the fist seemed to be full of lethality, it always felt like it was restraining its strength.

This kind of attack with the same intensity as an ordinary lieutenant general has been going on for a long time. If Zefa was still young, the battle would have ended long ago.

That is to say, Zefa's current strength is much weaker than that of a few years ago or even a decade ago, so Mikhail was only injured, not defeated.

"Now that you have reached this level, the war will not stop. If you win, the world may be better. If you lose, there are only two choices in the whole world, death or enslavement. I have lived for 800 years. Although I seem to be in control of everything, this kind of slave life is also a torture for me. Next, I will use my fruit ability to fight with you. I hope you can quickly solve all this."

"My ability is wine. Although each of them will make me more powerful, it will also make me unclear. I will directly drink myself as a state of chaos. In this state, I will attack all the people who are perceived by me. I drink all the strength. As long as I am not hit by me, this is very simple for you. Remember to defeat me. My corpse continues to fight! "Mikhail kept drinking red wine until all the red wines were finished.

Zefa didn't stop him, because he heard what Mikhail said was true.

After drinking, Mikhail roared and rushed to Zefa, because Zefa was the closest to him.

Mikhail still attacked with the speed just now, and Zefa wanted to catch the punch that came over, but remembering Mikhail's advice, Zefa still avoided it.

Mikhail hit the ground with a seemingly light punch, but he punched a deep hole in the ground, but unfortunately, he didn't directly penetrate the ice layer, because Drago's ability is different from Aokiji's, his ability is seasons.

The entire sea area of ​​the Chambord Islands was frozen into a battlefield, and the thickness of the ice layer was much thicker than that of Kuzin, but the temperature was not as high as that of Kuzin.

Mikhail's attack was like a lumbering bear. Although the attack power was high, it couldn't hit anyone.

If you mix several kinds of wine, this ability is really a weapon in battle, plus he knows when he loses control.

"It's really a good devil fruit." Zefa avoided the random attack with ease, while leaving a wound on Mikhail's body.

If it was normal, even if this person was a pirate, Zefa would not kill him, but when is it now?

Zefa still has a bottom line, the navy must win this war, no matter what.

Thinking of this, Zefa began to attack more vigorously, gradually Mikhail was covered with injuries from Zefa, but Mikhail kept attacking Zefa as if he was unconscious.

And the movement here naturally attracted the attention of other battlefields. Akakenu, who had already rested, thought that his teacher was old and his combat effectiveness was weak, so he hurried over.

The attacks of Minggou and Mikhail directly collided.

"Don't confront him head-on!" With Zefa's shout, Sakaski returned to the direction when he was hammered. The blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth proved the strength of Mikhail's frontal attack.

Hearing Zefa's advice, Sakaski got up again and approached the battlefield again. Through Zefa's explanation, Sakaski understood why Zefa didn't let him head-on.

Originally, Zefa beat Mikhail into a mess, and with the addition of Akainu, Mikhail soon lost his legs, and his chest was pierced by a huge ghost dog.

But Mikhail was still crawling and attacking the two with his upper body, which made Zefa feel a little bit unbearable.

"Teacher Zefa, we are soldiers, and this is a battlefield, and this war will determine our fate! The ghost dog!" Sakarsky educated his former teacher with disdain, and at the same time, a ghost dog pierced Mikhail's abdomen again.

Mikhail, who was pierced through the abdomen again, could no longer move, but his tenacious vitality supported him to regain consciousness.

"I must get rid of my dead body. I don't know how many of them will make the same choice as me, but no matter what, you must be like me. The next world will be handed over to you. Although your chances of winning are not high, I still hope that you can succeed. Remember, no matter how confused or difficult, don't change your original intention. If you change, you will sink. This is the baptism of time!"

"Do it, he can't bear it, you should be fine! Sakaski!"

"Even if this is the case, you are still a sinner who aided the evil, go to hell and repent! Ghost dog!"

The target of the magma fire column this time was the head, and Mikhail, who didn't want to avoid it, showed a relieved smile. He felt that his mission was over. Although he failed, although he would not be understood by others, and although he was also a sinner, at least he kept hope for 800 years.

"My wish was to build a peaceful world, and I will wait in hell for this moment to come, Im, I will wait for your arrival in hell, hahahaha!"

Along with Mikhail's final madness, a member of the Five Old Stars who was once under one person died in his own expectation.

Zefa glanced at Mikhail, knelt down and picked up the corner of the collar left on the ground.

"Teacher Zefa!" Sakaski couldn't understand why Zefa did this. This person is obviously an evil sinner.

"If the war is won, give him a grave. Although he has been lost all these years and has done wrong things, he still remembers his original intention from the beginning to the end. Under such circumstances, there are not many people who can do this. At least he should not be insulted!"