bioinnovel Chapter 108 Divine Evasion!
Chapter 108 Divine Evasion!
The cold current froze the seawater around the warship, spreading like tree roots.
Snowflakes fell, coating the deck with a cold, silvery-white layer.
Allen's icy blue hair was streaked with ice crystals, and his face was marked with bright red lines.
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Dol felt a warm force surge into her back, relieving the excruciating pain in her body, and collapsed weakly into his arms.
She turned to look at Allen, her brow furrowing.
The knife wound on Allen's chest was still bleeding, and at such close range, she could hear Allen's slightly panting breaths.
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She roughly guessed that Allen had left some kind of mark on her that would allow him to find this place so accurately.
But she never dared to hope that Allen would make it in time.
She contacted the G-14 branch immediately after the attack, but even the nearest naval branch would take more than three hours to provide support.
The base commander stated that he would send people to receive the pirates defeated by Instructor Zephyr as soon as possible.
He wasn't nervous at all, and even had the mood to laugh at which blind pirate dared to attack Zephyr.
I wonder if that person is a former admiral, the highest-ranking officer in the Navy Headquarters?
Who gave him the guts?
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In fact, before Bakkin demonstrated her ability to control the recruits, no one thought things would get this serious.
Weevil could do nothing but take a beating under Zephyr's command. If it weren't for his fat body which made him able to withstand the beating, and the fact that Zephyr never killed pirates, the battle might have ended much sooner.
On the battlefield, capturing an opponent alive is always more difficult than killing them.
Zephyr has always fought with shackles on his body, which can be described as extreme self-discipline.
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"You're that rising star in the Navy who's recently become quite famous..."
Bakkin pulled a small notebook from his sleeve, flipped through it, and frowned, saying, "Strange, why isn't there a bounty on the black market for someone like you?"
"Is it worthless...?"
She appeared indifferent, but secretly pressed the communication button on the special Den Den Mushi with her other hand.
This Den Den Mushi broadcasts her signal, and anyone she knows within range will receive a message to help.
I originally intended to keep Zephyr's bounty for myself, but what if reinforcements arrive first...?
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Allen glanced around and saw that there were probably dozens of marines who had died, and few of them had intact bodies; their limbs and remains were scattered all over the ground.
When his indifferent eyes looked at Bakkin, he saw her raise her hands and wave them, activating her ability.
Allen could clearly see the invisible ripples spreading out, trying to invade his mind and alter his consciousness.
"Aren! She's a Paramecia-type Reverse-Reverse Fruit user, capable of altering others' malice towards her into goodwill, and even manipulating others to attack her comrades!"
"Don't let it affect you!" Dor shouted urgently.
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"Hehehehe..."
Bakkin sneered repeatedly, sizing Allen up and down.
"I heard you survived that redhead's attack; I admit you're quite capable."
"But you're so stupid!"
"The wound on your chest... the guy you fought earlier must have had a pretty high level of Haki."
"I don't know where you came from, but dragging your injured body here, you must have lost a lot of strength!"
"I've seen too many reckless, hot-blooded fools like you, and none of them end up well!"
"You worthless wretch, just die here!"
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"Um...no!"
Barkin shook her head.
"No bounty doesn't matter. The Navy will definitely be reluctant to part with your reputation. Even if they don't want to pay the ransom, looking like that, you can be sold to a slave market for a fortune!"
Still not right, Bakkin shook her head again.
"It would be such a waste to sell it, maybe we should keep it..."
"Hey kid, would you be willing to be my second son—"
wrong!!
Barkin's pupils contracted sharply, and she subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
I really wanted to kill this kid and get revenge on the Navy.
How did I suddenly become willing to spare his life...?
As Bakkin gazed into those magnificent scarlet eyes, she thought to herself.
Such beautiful eyes... it would be such a shame to let them go out...
Taking a deep breath, Bakkin forced out an ugly smile and opened her arms.
"Come on, be mine—"
Whoosh!
A gleaming longsword pierced her heart, her outstretched arms seeming to welcome death.
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In my vision, those eyes grew larger and larger, and the sky seemed to be dyed blood red.
"Is it interesting?"
Allen's voice became clearer as he approached. Bakkin glanced at the long sword piercing through his body, then looked up at him, but no resentment rose in her eyes.
Why is this happening...?
Why did he attack me...? I clearly used my power on him...
Given his age and strength, how could he possibly be unaffected...?
Do not……
Realizing something, despair filled Bakkin's eyes.
He was going to kill me! How could I not hate him?!
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"You bastard!! How dare you hurt my mother!! I'm going to kill you!!!"
When Weevil climbed out of the sea onto the ice and saw this scene, his eyes turned bloodshot and he roared in fury, his blond hair standing on end!
With difficulty, Baggin raised her hand, adorned with jeweled rings, and revealed a gentle smile that Weevil had never seen before: "No, Weevil..."
"Don't seek revenge for me, you should get along with him..."
Weevil, who was holding a large sword, was stunned.
My mother always said that whoever dares to hurt her must be punished with all their might.
But now Mom says...
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Something's not right!! Something's completely wrong!!
What are you standing there for, you idiot! Kill him now! I'm not dead yet, I can still be saved!!
At this moment, Bakkin resembled a schizophrenic patient, with extremely chaotic thoughts and actions.
One thought in her mind was that she wanted to chop Allen into mincemeat, while another thought, that she didn't want to hurt him at all, was gaining the upper hand.
Allen gripped the hilt of the Spring Rain sword.
Swoosh—
As she drew her sword, a spray of blood mist appeared, and Bakin staggered to her knees.
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"I'm asking you, is it interesting?"
Allen repeated the question, raising his longsword.
"It's a pity that there isn't anyone important to you in your heart who can truly empathize with you."
"If Paramecia-type Devil Fruits could possess consciousness, tell your next generation."
Every ability has weaknesses and flaws.
"Your weakness is me."
brush--
With a flash of the blade, Bakin's head was severed from her body!
Only at the very last moment did the outline of three magatama appear in her eyes.
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"Mother!!!!!!!!"
Weevil's mournful screams echoed across the sea.
Bakkin's feelings for him were fake, but his feelings for Bakkin were real.
"Aa ...
Weebull roared wildly, pounding his chest in desperation.
"I don't want to listen to Mom anymore!! How can I possibly get along with the bastard who killed Mom?!"
"I'm going to kill you!!!!"
Weevil shattered the ice and leaped high into the air, his massive body blocking out the sunlight, and terrifying black and red lightning erupted from his body.
Apart from Dor, everyone else in the arena was stunned by this terrifying aura!
Conqueror's Haki!!!
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Allen's pupils contracted.
Even if there are countless people with Conqueror's Haki in the New World, there's no reason why this idiot could awaken it.
and so……
Allen increasingly felt that Conqueror's Haki was hereditary, similar to a bloodline limit; once one generation awakened it, the probability of their offspring awakening it increased significantly.
Bakkin Stussy was a member of the Vegapunk Labs, and CP's Stussy is a clone of her.
It's easy to see that this Whitebeard II is a clone created by Bakkin using Whitebeard's bloodline factors.
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Ah... I don't want to think about these things anymore.
stab-
Allen bent over and lowered his body, assuming the stance for an iaido slash, his sword and arm forming a straight line, covered in a dark aura, with black and red lightning crackling around him.
Recalling the two distinct sensations in his body, Allen took a deep breath.
As Webble's heavy, mountain-like slash came down...
He exhaled a breath of stale air and murmured softly.
"Gods avoid."
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Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
The black and red abyss devours everything.