Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 793 He is a hero!
As if sensing the murderous look in the middle-aged man's eyes, the man in black mist twisted his face and spoke intermittently.

"You want to kill him?"

Each word had a different tone, and there were men and women, old and young, and the atmosphere suddenly became very strange.

"If you destroy his soul while you are so weak, I am 80% sure that you will be completely destroyed."

The middle-aged man lowered his eyes and replied: "Our ancestors predicted this a long time ago."

"But he will die too!"

The dark ghost smiled sinisterly and said, "What a famous and upright sect."

"Replacing your own son with someone else's child is a crime against fate. Now you want to kill him. It's ridiculous."

“That’s why I became a profiteer, always reminding myself that I’m not a good person.”

The middle-aged man chuckled, smoked the cigarette and put it out: "It's his business whether he wants to hate me or not. I just did what I wanted to do."

"I won't let you succeed!"

Suddenly, the black fog surged!

An extremely oppressive atmosphere instantly spread. The feeling of powerlessness, weakness and death of facing a ferocious beast like a tiger at close range with bare hands lingered in the heart, and the whole hospital suddenly became silent.

"My ancestors said that after experiencing the catastrophe of the Dharma Ending Period, although you may still be resurrected, even if you are resurrected, the thing that is resurrected cannot be considered you at all."

"It's a brand new and ignorant new demon!"

Faced with the black soul's explosive power to resist, the middle-aged man sneered.

"Are you scared? Afraid of disappearing?"

"No. I won't let you succeed."

The dark soul repeated these words, and an extremely oppressive aura continued to spread, and the hospital suddenly became chaotic.

No one knew what was going on, but the terrifying and oppressive feeling like a natural enemy was unprecedentedly strong, causing them to instinctively choose to flee.

Inside the ward, mysterious blue patterns slowly moved across the middle-aged man’s body, forming a vast curtain of light that blocked the space.

When the blue light emerged, the dark soul melted quickly like ice cream under the sun in the coldest days of winter.

"No. I won't let you succeed."

The strange words continued to repeat, and an explosive breath began to evaporate. Ron's face was bleeding from all seven orifices. It was obvious that under the pressure of two powerful forces, his body gradually collapsed.

But after being sealed for thousands of years and already weakened, how could he, while still being sealed, fight against the exorcist who inherited the title of "Thousand Years Old".

Faced with the terrifying explosion of spiritual power, the Black Soul had to use all his strength to resist it and was unable to spare any time to protect Ron's soul.

The middle-aged man remained calm, ignoring the pain on Ron's face. He stretched out his hand, and a clear blue gem appeared in his palm.

"break!"

The blue light instantly dispersed the black smoke, like a strong wind blowing across the road, clearing the black fog away like dust.

When the last layer of black smoke dissipated, what was exposed to the middle-aged man was Ron's defenseless soul.

From an outsider's perspective, illusory light and shadow emerged from Ron's body. His expression was as peaceful as that of a newborn baby, except that a thick black, petroleum-like shadow condensed at the position of his heart.

Looking at Ron's soul leaving his body, a trace of pity flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes, but soon it was replaced by determination.

"Hate me all you want, Ron. I owe you too much."

As it spoke, the azure bead accelerated its rotation and flew straight towards Ron.

The vast spiritual light that even the soul of the extraterritorial demon could not resist, just by approaching it, made Ron's soul begin to crack like sand.

But at this moment, Ron, who should have lost consciousness, suddenly opened his eyes, black eye shadow appeared, and his pupils were scarlet.

"I don't want to die!"

"Impossible! How could it be.?!"

The middle-aged man stood there in a daze, staring at the lifeless eyes in disbelief.

Faced with its impending collapse, the Dark Soul surprisingly chose to merge its soul with Ron. If Ron was its sealed container before, now it and Ron are one and the same.

The advantage of doing this is that they have become one and will no longer be suppressed by the seal, so they can exert their maximum strength to fight against him.

However, the downside is that by choosing to merge actively, it completely handed over the dominant position to Ron, which is equivalent to handing over the power of life and death to others.

Once Ron regained consciousness, it would be easy to kill it. If Ron was determined to die and didn't prepare to resist, it would be helpless.

Such unreasonable rights.

"why?"

The middle-aged man asked in confusion. "There is no reason. If there is any reason, it is that I believe he (it) doesn't want to die either!"

The black mist face gradually covered Ron's face, and both opened their mouths at the same time and spoke the same words.

This is not only the Dark Soul Demon's idea, but also the only thought left in Ron's mind.

Poof! ! !

As soon as he finished speaking, the withered arm stretched out from under the white quilt, and the five fingers together pierced the middle-aged man's heart like a sharp knife and came out from the back.

Ron's calm expression trembled a little, and the spiritual light that was supposed to protect his body dissipated at the last moment, allowing his arm to easily penetrate the opponent.

"Ho!"

With a muffled groan, the middle-aged man felt the pain of his soul being torn apart and devoured. Only then did he understand why so many predecessors in ancient books had listed this matter as a top priority.

Once this kind of power loses its restraint, it will be comparable to a natural disaster at the end of the Dharma!

but.
"that's enough!"

The middle-aged man grinned, took a half step back, pulled out his arm, and leaned against the wall. "Power itself has no distinction between good and evil. Good and evil only come from the master. Compared to falling into your hands, he is undoubtedly more suitable to control this power because he suppresses his instincts unconsciously even though he knows he will die."

"You've been fooled, demon!"

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The black smoke that was constantly infiltrating Ron's soul suddenly stopped when he heard this. The next moment, it roared madly and pounced on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man dodged the attack and said with a smile: "It was never you that we chose to seal because we were afraid of you, demon."

"It's just this power you have."

"The only way to solve this hidden danger once and for all is to change someone to control it."

"Thousands of years of planning have strengthened your sense of identity with your own existence. Disappearance is more difficult for you to accept than death."

"So, kill me and use my soul as his first source of nourishment."

Swish!
The black mist spikes suddenly stopped in front of the middle-aged man's forehead, and Tianmo suddenly remembered that he had already merged himself with Ron and was able to continue to maintain his own identity. It was only because Ron was too weak that he needed to devour it in batches.

But they finally became one! And Ron was the absolute leader!
Once the other party gets the soul replenishment, you will no longer have any chance.

"Despicable human!!"

"No, you're just too stupid."

The middle-aged man smiled, and suddenly took a step forward, with crackling sounds coming from all over his body.

"Severing one's own tendons and veins?!"

Under the stunned and desperate gaze of the Black Soul, the middle-aged man knelt weakly on the ground, spitting blood.

The half-spiritual spirit emerged from him, and the middle-aged man looked relieved and smiled.

"This is my first and last strength, Ron."

"Keep living, your life shouldn't end here!!!"

Boo!
The translucent soul and the black mist were instantly swallowed up by Ron's transparent soul body. As a circle of soul energy vibrated and exploded, everything in the ward returned to calm.

"General Canglong? General Canglong?"

A gentle call woke Ron up. He opened his eyes blankly and ignored the white cloak swaying in front of him.

"Was what just happened a dream?"

Ron clenched his fists silently. The extremely real touch was much clearer than any other memory.

Moreover, in his memory, the scene of a middle-aged man sacrificing his life did not exist at all.

"Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, could it be that the opportunity for me to travel through time is also related to it?"

After a brief moment of thought, Ron regained his clarity of mind. He calmly glanced at the familiar uniform in front of him and asked, "Kalifa, why are you here?"

Hearing this, Kalifa, the former CP9 and now CP0 agent, breathed a sigh of relief and motioned for the doctor not to come over. She replied, "General Zero is here too, and is inspecting the battlefield. If it's okay, General Canglong, the Five Elders, and that adult all want to know, who killed Mr. Garp?"

“I don’t want to repeat the same thing twice.”

Ron stood up and was completely surrounded by CP0. Bald Zero stood on a huge piece of golden city ruins, with an expressionless face and his arms folded across his chest.

"The Golden Emperor threatened the entire Golden City. Mr. Cap voluntarily accepted control in order to protect the people."

"He is a hero!"

(End of this chapter)