Pirate: I am the great swordsman of the blood clan - Chapter 225

c224 The strongest battle, becoming a god

Barrett is very strong, but Bruch is even stronger.

The Nether Sword plus the power of the Nether, the Domineering Haki and the advanced Armament Haki, all the power added together.

Bruch’s sword can even cut a crack in space.

Barrett’s fist was powerful, but he couldn’t even touch the corner of Bruch’s clothes, so he could only hastily collide with his sword.

The figures of both of them turned into a trace of afterimages.

The pine and fir trees on the island were broken by the shattered Domineering Haki.

The strong wind scraped the stones, and the waves of purple and red Domineering Haki intertwined, shaking Monet on the edge of the battlefield and flying backwards.

This made the already fragile Monet even more unable to bear it. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground and trembled.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The Nether Sword cut a series of space cracks in the air, and Bruch’s eyes were shining with golden light.

Barrett could only resist. Suddenly, he and Bruch looked into each other’s eyes and stood there in a daze.

Seeing the right moment, Bruch’s sword was wrapped with the domineering color, and he shook his arm and slashed out with a sword.

Crack!

A huge head flew backwards.

Douglas Barrett, dead!

He didn’t even have time to use the power of the fusion fruit.

After Bruch absorbed the blood energy, he stood still.

He just stood on the dilapidated island, staring blankly ahead.

As he was stunned, the sea breeze of the entire island suddenly stagnated, and then a refreshing breath came from him.

Waves of fresh air surrounded Bruch’s body.

After absorbing Barrett’s blood energy, the golden cracks on the blood core completely reached the limit and broke–

Monet, who was affected by the aftermath of the battle, although he had the elementalization of the snow fruit, which offset some of the attacks, but their battle aftermath was too powerful, he was still seriously injured.

The impact of the Overlord Color, the flying Armament Color sword energy, and the purple lightning.

These attacks made Monet suffer a lot. The main reason why she didn’t die was the power of the Nature Fruit, the elementalization.

Monet, who was seriously injured, was lying on a split stone with a dying breath.

Suddenly, she felt a strong breath, accompanied by a strong life energy drifting out from the middle of the island.

Enveloped by this breath, Monet felt that her injuries were much better.

She opened her eyes in a daze and saw an amazing scene.

I saw Bruch, who was stunned and dazed, flying into the air without wings behind him without wind.

There were nine golden halos behind him.

A blue-red breath emanated from him and then drifted around.

Monet absorbed the breath, and she felt that her injuries had healed a little bit. After absorbing this green-red breath, Monet actually felt that her physique was stronger than before.

And there was an inexplicable feeling that made her feel comfortable all over, and she couldn’t help but moan.

Looking at Bruch again, the golden light behind him was more dazzling, and there was a faint purple light shining, which turned into a noble purple-gold after merging with the golden light.

Whoosh!

Just as he rose to the sky, a pair of red wings stretched out from his back.

After the red wings appeared, the purple-gold light slowly merged into them, and suddenly… the red wings turned purple-gold, and with the change of the wings, Bruch’s whole person was changing.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a calm aura emanated from his eyes.

A pair of wine-red eyes quickly turned into a noble purple-gold, and the light golden hexagram at the bottom of the eyes also turned into gold, appearing at the bottom of the eyes.

The Vision Eye is normalized.

On his forehead, seven stars of the Big Dipper appeared, shining with starlight. The stars were connected by golden threads, and they flashed and were particularly noble.

His long hair moved without wind, and the silk turned into purple and gold.

In an instant, Bruch seemed to be much more noble.

He was surrounded by purple and gold light, and the nine rings of golden light behind him made him look like a saint.

The clouds in the sky also turned purple because of Bruch’s changes, like purple air coming from the east, building a colorful bridge from the sky.

The island under his feet, which was ruined by the battle, seemed to welcome the birth of a god. The broken stones gathered together and formed an island in an instant.

The destroyed plants on the island also sprouted new buds, and instantly grew into towering trees, and were more lush than before.

Crash! Crash!

The sound of huge waves rolling sounded, and a long bloody river swept in front of Bruch.

It was the blood domain.

At this time, the blood domain finally changed.

Bruch was surprised to find that the blood in the blood domain seemed to have life, forming mountains, rivers and lakes.

The blood-colored elves played in it, they ignited the blood flames and had fire, and built houses with stones.

Just like the rise of a civilization, the blood-colored elves are the masters of this world.

They have blood wings as tall as a person, pointed ears, wine-red eyes, and elf-like faces.

Finally, they built a tribe and believed in the blood god Karma Bruch.

That was the god who created them.

The legendary kingdom of God was successfully established.

Bruch could feel the power coming from it continuously, and that power could support him to activate some strange abilities, such as-

“I said, this sky doesn’t need dark clouds!”

Wow!

The sky became clear in an instant, and the white clouds were as bright as the sky of the four seas.

Words come true!

This is the power of God.

Bruch couldn’t help but clench his right hand, he was sure that he was not dreaming.

He became a god.

Swish, his body decomposed into thousands of purple lights and merged into the earth and the ocean.

Cold and active.

He felt a feeling that only dead things can have.

One of the purple lights attached to Monet’s body, and he felt unprecedented worship.

That was worshiping himself.

Monet had only one thought in her mind at this time, she saw the real God.

That kind of magnificence, that kind of nobility, that kind of power.

It was not comparable to Doflamingo, let alone the group of people in Marijoa.

And she was absolutely sure that this was the power of God, not the power of the devil fruit.

Because, she felt it.

After being illuminated by the divine light, she successfully transformed.

The legs that had been replaced also became two slender legs in the divine light.

The devil fruit immediately awakened under the divine light and turned into an ice and snow goddess.

“Oh God!”

Monet knelt down devoutly. She was no longer a member of the Don Quixote family. She had no more pursuits and only wanted to serve God.

In fact, not only that, the entire sea area where the green and red air from Bruch fell became his loyal believers.

A large group of sea kings waited respectfully at the edge of the island, with endless piety in their eyes.

Even the grass and flowers seemed to worship him and bowed slightly to him.