MTL - Pirate’s Brood Order-v3 Chapter 379 Doomsday IV

The black giant ship Pluto is suspended, like an empty throne that never falls.

The apostles in black robes stood silently behind the "Iron Throne". On the large throne woven with black silk threads, Yaerlin was sitting in a new white military uniform with a big horse and a golden sword. The cloak of "Justice" ran along the chair. The drag suit was on the ground, blending with the dark and cold deck.

Yaerlin sat there from beginning to end without moving a single step, and the black gate that was smashed into the sky behind him was like a majestic abyss, and would not be blown away.

The ground has returned to the appearance of tranquility and order, the torn ground has gradually returned to its original appearance, the cracked houses have been repaired with black lines and the dead bodies have climbed up again, and have been given more powerful new Life, the ninjas of the Three-Kingdom Allied Forces, and members of the Akatsuki organization, all stood quietly on the ground, raised their heads and stared at the sky in awe, also waiting for the final curtain of this "Ninja World".

No matter how ups and downs the script of the original time and space is, no matter what the original behind-the-scenes mastermind is trying to resurrect, trying to stir up the situation, they are all suppressed by the deep and boundless sky at this moment. From the moment Lin Interference took over, no other voice could exist.

"Save the world, drag it into a dream, hehe~"

Yaerlin listened to Gana's report, and a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth, "What a stupid and cowardly escape, a world woven by dreams has no future, only by physically obliterating all opposition and sin, With only one voice left, the world will usher in the reconstruction of order and peace!"

In midair, a floating sand palm was suspended. Nagato, Nagato, and Hungry Ghost Dao Gaara guarded Nagato in the middle. The robes of red clouds on a black background had long been soaked with blood and solidified a stiff black color. , at the foot of Nagato was still Xiao Nan's corpse, whose chest had been split open. The corpse had no temperature and was icy cold.

Flicking his blood-stained hair, Samsara's eyes swirled in despair with resentment and resentment. Nagato looked at the surrounding apostles, and this was far from all, at least on the "Pluto" black ship. There are still a few apostles who have not yet shot, exuding a terrifying and dangerous atmosphere.

"Can't even kill an apostle? Even if I lose my life, I'm afraid it will be difficult to even step on the deck of that giant ship and stand in front of the leader of the apostles, and I will be..." The world is dark and oppressed , the earth and the sky are dead silent, there is not a single remaining companion as far as the eye can see, all the enemies and monsters are ready to slaughter at any time.

"There is only one voice left in the world, is that you? Are all those who don't obey you sinful? Are you considered justice?" Nagato stared at Arlin, if his eyes could kill people , Yaerlin may have been slashed by a thousand swords.

"Apart from me, who else has this qualification?" Yaerlin's tone was contemptuous, his indifferent and cold voice was like the judgment of the gods, and there was no doubt about the fate of the change: "Don't you want to do the same as me? It's just, You want to weave a false dream, and I will more directly erase all resistance from reality, but the result is similar, there is only one voice left, and there will be only the order I made!"

"When all the surviving people obey this order and voice, then who can question whether this is not the protection of justice?" Yaerlin was in a good mood at the moment, after all, a whole world was about to be conquered by him, that kind of achievement It was intoxicating, and he didn't mind talking nonsense with the "indigenous leaders" of this world.

"The eye of reincarnation belongs to the gods, but it grows on you. If the world has the will, you are probably the one chosen by the world. Although the idea is a bit stupid, I still want to appreciate your courage. I can give you An opportunity to surrender." Yaerlin stroked the armrest of the seat with his palm, and said solemnly: "Allow you to retain your consciousness and become a part of the Legion."

"Become a puppet that never lives or dies, like an apostle manipulated by you." Nagato said fiercely, he never thought it was a kind of charity, but only thought it was a great humiliation.

"Is it the same as the six puppets you control? No, the apostles are not puppets. They are the sharpest blades in my hands and my most loyal believers." Yaerlin sighed: "It seems that your answer is choice. Rejection, no matter... Several apostles under my command can't wait to get the parts from you!"

While speaking, the surrounding apostles all cast their most fanatical and reverent glances at Yaerlin, and then turned their heads to glance at Nagato, and at the same time turned into the most cruel and cruel killing intent, rejecting Yaerlin's will, It is to blaspheme the will of fate, and death is not a pity.

The voice fell!

The terrifying murderous aura enveloped the past, and the dark magnetic sand surging in the sky also turned into a monstrous giant hand and slammed into the suspended sand palm. Rockdale's figure suddenly appeared in front of Gaara, and he said savagely: "I am Crocodile who is the king of the desert!"

In the exploding sand, the terrifying gravitational force was distorted, Tenseigan exuded tractive fluctuations, and the space was like a viscous chain winding towards Nagato.

"Leave him to me, Houghton, and you go and deal with the other one!"

A dark voice came from ~www.novelbuddy.com~ in the distortion of nothingness, a black mirror appeared, Gana took a step forward, and the strange mirror wheel eyes stared straight at Nagato, and the other one was white and ordinary. His white eyes glanced at Houghton, and said faintly, "You only have one eye, so don't rob me of other eyes."

Hodgdon frowned, and then saw that Gana took out the white eye in his right eye without hesitation, and threw it to Hodgdon, who subconsciously caught it: "Understood!"

The right eye was vacated, blood dripped in the eye socket, and a morbid smile appeared on Gana's face. He looked at Nagato and said with a smile: "Since you refuse to surrender, then your eyes belong to me!"

Nagato stared at Gana with an extremely ugly face. Are these apostles treating themselves as lambs for food? His teeth rattled, and red blood stains dripped from the frantically spinning Samsara eyes, "At least kill them. An apostle!"

"Bleeding, that's not good!"

A horrifying voice echoed in my mind. Because of the operation of the overdrawn pupil power, the blood droplets that burst from the eyes seemed to come alive, and a face like an evil **** was reflected in Nagato's eyes. The palm of the sticky blood pierced Nagato's eyes, "I promised Gana, I will give him a better eye, don't damage it..."