After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

With the power of the Corpse-Corpse Fruit, he has the ability to control evil spirits and vengeful spirits!

The manholes on the ground were sprayed with all sorts of evil spirits, in the form of old people, children, women and men, all erupting out like a volcanic eruption.

In the blink of an eye, the air was filled with countless evil spirits, which enveloped the cloaked man and caused a constant stream of howling screams.

They are all the vengeful spirits who died tragically on Enies Lobby.

Indeed, only those who died tragically and harbor resentment will become evil spirits.

Once Spandam becomes a demon, he can control those demons and make them his weapons.

Spandam stood motionless in front, a slight smirk playing on his lips: "Even a Marine Admiral wouldn't dare come to Enies Lobby alone to cause trouble... You're dead today!"

Martin looked at these terrifying ghostly figures, but couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hahaha, ghosts and monsters?"

"Isn't this a perfect match for my major?"

What kind of knife is the one in my hand? A golden-ringed broadsword?

That's a Zanpakuto!

They are naturally able to subdue ghosts.

These ghosts were just a gift.

Without saying a word, Martin immediately said, "Scatter, Senbonzakura!"

Chapter 137 Corpse-Corpse Fruit

Ghosts are all formed from resentment and malevolence. Although they are not powerful in themselves, they are numerous and fly all over the sky, blotting out the sun.

Enies Lobby has special interrogation cells and a criminal justice department. Many prisoners have died tragically during interrogations, giving the island a sinister atmosphere, and every evil spirit is amplified by it.

Spandain was quite wary of his opponent.

The other party broke into this place alone and killed a CP0 member without anyone noticing, so there must be something they are relying on. Spandam will not hold back and simply releases all the ghosts.

These ghosts are not actually his; he can only control them.

Amidst a cacophony of howls and wails, the demons launched a frenzied attack, pounced on the man.

Unexpectedly, the cloaked man suddenly felt waves rise from his body without any wind, and his cloak fluttered in the wind. He didn't even flinch in the face of the ghost's attack, as if the ghost in front of him didn't exist at all.

Scatter, Senbonzakura!

With a chant, strangely pink petals surrounded the man, which annihilated all the ghosts that bumped into him.

Powerful demons are slain and reduced to dust upon touching the petals, as easily as swatting a mosquito.

Soon, countless evil spirits were cleared out and turned to ashes.

What ability?

How come the ghost couldn't harm the other party?

Why can he attack ghosts?

Spandam was stunned; he could hardly believe his eyes.

These ghostly beings are formless and shapeless, without any physical body; they are weapons personally crafted by that great one.

"Why are all these ghosts so weak? Is this all the strength you have?"

The ghostly man wailed as he strolled toward Spandam, his voice filled with disdain.

Snap snap snap...

Countless petals pierced Spandam through, leaving him riddled with holes. Fortunately, his Corpse-Corpse Fruit granted him the effect of an immortal corpse, so the attack did not kill him.

Then the petals condensed back into a blade in the other person's hand.

"You...you're a Devil Fruit user?"

Spandam was extremely shocked and enraged. A black whip appeared in his hand, bursting with an exceptionally powerful black light, and lashed out at his opponent like a black whip of light.

The black whip contains the power of vengeful spirits; no one can withstand its blow, and the spirits will take their lives.

The cloaked man finally moved, smashing a fist into the long whip before using his knife to deflect the blow.

Bang bang bang!

The opponent's body struck the long whip, producing a series of shockwaves and muffled thuds.

Spandam felt as if each of his attacks had hit a heavy iron plate, all of them coming to nothing. His opponent's body was as hard as rock, completely unbreakable. The strange recoil force made him tremble all over.

"Die!"

Spandam's body suddenly turned pitch black and illusory, and his speed increased significantly, turning into afterimages in mid-air.

Just as his long whip was thrusting fiercely towards the opponent's chest, the opponent suddenly grabbed his wrist, and in an instant, a slash came, severing his wrist.

In extreme pain, Spandam suddenly swung his hand and severed his wrist, which was being held by the large hand.

Bang!

His wrist exploded, a cold wind rose, and Spandam suddenly took several steps back, using the gust of wind to blow off the other man's cloak and see his face. His eyes widened in shock.

"Not bad, your Devil Fruit ability is quite interesting, and it seems to be related to the soul..." The other party grinned.

Spandane's face was blank, his whip trembled violently, and his body shook as he pointed at the other man and said, "It's you! Martin!"

Yes, he had seen Martin's sketch portrait before arresting Nicole Robin and Joel.

"it's me."

Martin laughed, his eyes blazing: "Spandam, you kidnapped my wife, and now I'm obsessed with you, thinking about you every day, wanting to see you again!"

Whoosh!

Spandam shuddered and flew backward, instinctively trying to keep his distance from the other person.

He wasn't stupid; he could sense the oppressive aura emanating from the other person.

No sooner had he moved than the other person moved as well, faster than him, and grabbed his shoulder.

"Hehehe, Spandam, you're really asking for it," Martin sneered.

Let me go!

Spandam felt as if his shoulder was being clamped by a giant iron clamp, and he couldn't break free no matter what he did. His abdomen was pierced by a sword blade, and a surge of excruciating power rushed into his body, causing his internal strength to rapidly dissipate.

Just as he was about to swing his claws to attack the other's eyes, he saw the other suddenly swell up, growing much taller and becoming like a small giant, and its skin turned golden.

At the same time, the excruciating pain inflicted on him by that large hand began to intensify.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Spandam convulsed and began to scream in pain.

The remaining ghosts around them went berserk and charged at Martin recklessly.

boom!

Countless ghosts crashed into the other party one after another, screaming in agony as the scorching heat emanating from Martin rendered them completely immobile.

The weaker demons were reduced to ashes after being hit two or three times, while Martin could almost ignore the attacks of some of the more ferocious demons.

But he didn't move an inch, like a heavy rock, even amidst raging waves.

These attacks, which would be extremely deadly to ordinary people, were like a swarm of mosquitoes and flies buzzing around him, especially since he was wearing a suit of golden armor and they couldn't hurt him at all.

It seems my golden iron block still has some effect on the undead.

You're a jerk!

Martin slowly pulled the other person into his arms.

Spandam was being held tightly by the other person, and he was almost crying because a blade had been plunged directly into his abdomen. The blade had a strange power that was corroding his body, making it difficult for him to resist.

He struggled frantically, but the excruciating pain that spread throughout his body rendered him completely unable to use his abilities.

This filled Spandam with despair.

"How is that possible?"

"You can slay the invisible spirits of the dead."

"Can even an immortal corpse like mine be killed?"

Spandam felt this was outrageous.

Isn't this guy a pure swordsman?

Why would there be methods to deal with the spirits of the dead?

"Let go...let go of me!"

He used all his strength to scratch the other person's arm with his blackened fingernails, only to find that his fingernails seemed to have touched a metal block and did not react at all.

Martin drew his Zanpakuto with one hand and swung it again. The demons, like moths to a flame, turned to ashes in mid-air with just one strike.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, but Martin found the scene beautiful.

This guy actually possesses abilities similar to a necromancer; you'd think it was a horror movie if you didn't know better.

However, I am the Grim Reaper!

“The CP0 leader is on Enies Lobby, she will kill you.” Spandam struggled for a while but to no avail; he grew weaker and weaker, blood flowing continuously from his wounds.

"What? The CP0 leader?" Martin smiled wickedly, scrutinizing the other's ugly face.

Spandam has lost his former arrogance; he's been terrified.

“Tell me, where are my wives being held?” Martin asked.

woo woo woo...

The wind was cold and chilling, almost tangible, and its coldness froze everyone's hearts.

Spandam was pale, but his expression was calm, his breathing was steady, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He said in a deep voice, "The leader of CP0, Death Princess, has arrived. You're dead!"

"She is someone who can rival a Navy Admiral."

From the manhole cover, a pale woman's hand emerged, its long, thin fingernails gripping the ground as it crawled out in a bizarre posture.