Chapter 502

Naraku, who was full of evil taste, would not let Rengoku Kyojuro die so easily. His left hand transformed into several black tentacles, which directly penetrated the body of the young swordsman without any hesitation.

He continuously injected demonic power into the body that had lost its vitality, and pulled Rengoku Kyojuro back from the brink of death. Don't doubt that Naraku would be kind, he just wanted to add some fun to himself.

At the moment of injecting demonic power, Rengoku Kyojuro's body began to twist and deform, and the originally disabled limbs gradually became protruding bones, as if the flesh and blood were taken away, turning into a skeleton-like shape.

At the same time, huge wings grew out of the shoulder blades on the back. The skeleton of the wings was clear and covered with a thin membrane like a cicada's wing, and the head also underwent amazing changes, growing a pair of sharp and curved horns, like the symbol of the devil.

His eyes became cold and fierce, revealing a strange aura. His original humanity was eroded by the demonic power, replaced by a primitive wildness and desire for power. Now Rengoku Kyojuro is neither a complete human nor a pure demon, but a strange existence in between. His appearance exudes a breath of terror and evil, which is completely contrary to the justice he insisted on before.

"This... This is not me... Not me..."

Rengoku Kyojuro's tenacious willpower is beyond Naraku's imagination. His belief in justice has always protected the heart of this young swordsman. Even if his body is changed, his inner self will not degenerate into a demon. He is still him, just in a different appearance.

"You are a stubborn young man, so I will continue to hone you by my side and see how long you can stick to justice."

Naraku provided Rengoku Kyojuro with the demon power to revive. In fact, the former is the latter's master, but the latter has a strong will to resist and can only control it to follow the master. If you want to order him to do something that is harmful to the world, Rengoku Kyojuro will instinctively resist and not act.

Now is not the time to force it. Naraku has a lot of time to continue to waste with Rengoku Kyojuro. The two left the scene one after the other and headed towards the capital of the Kingdom of Alabasta.

But where the big demon passed, there was a purple miasma, like a strange cloud, quietly spreading around. This terrifying gas seemed to have life, twisting the air mass and emitting a disgusting breath.

Anyone who gets a little bit of this purple miasma will instantly feel a sharp pain. The skin that comes into contact with the miasma will quickly turn into bones and be corroded by a terrible force. The body of the poisoned person will gradually become weak, and eventually cannot resist the invasion of the poison and die miserably.

Rengoku Kyojuro watched as some soldiers broke into the purple miasma, fell down completely after walking a few steps, and finally turned into a pile of bones after being corroded, saying goodbye to this world completely.

The young man saw it with his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He cursed the master in front of him countless times in his heart, but he couldn't say it when he came to his mouth, because Naraku didn't like to hear his dog's dirty words. Taking the lives of innocent people was just a matter of convenience. The apostles would not empathize with lower creatures.

When the two finally arrived at the capital of the Kingdom of Alabasta, the king's army was already on full alert. All the weapons that could be used were brought up, and the muzzles of the guns were pointed at the invaders below, with fingers on the triggers waiting for the king's order to fire at any time.

The capital city of Arubana had been besieged by rebels before. Even in the situation where hundreds of thousands of rebels were rioting, the king was not as frightened as he was today. A sense of powerlessness towards the unknown gradually rose.

The king of the Kingdom of Alabasta had difficulty walking, so he could only sit in a wheelchair and lean against the soldiers. The man was Nefertari Cobra, a great monarch who advocated that the country is the people.

Now that the country has once again encountered a mortal enemy, Nefertari Cobra did not shirk responsibility and run away directly. He once again chose to stand among the people, and even if he died, he would die on this land with his people.

"The Kingdom of Alabasta has always been kind to others and has never done anything that harms the world. Why did you kill my people?"

Facing the invincible strong man in front of him, Nefertari Cobra spoke in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant. At this moment, the stars of mankind are shining, and they will not easily bow to the dark creatures.

Naraku has no interest in men. He pans his eyes to the graceful girl standing beside the king. Her long wavy light blue hair flutters like waves in the breeze, emitting a faint glow.

The girl has a beautiful face and skin as white as snow. Under her willow-shaped eyebrows, a pair of bright big eyes are like a deep lake, containing gentleness and wisdom. Her figure is graceful and her slender waist sways as lightly and elegantly as a willow dancing in the wind.She was wearing a gorgeous robe that fell to the ground. The gold and silver threads on the robe intertwined into exquisite patterns, which complemented her noble temperament. She exuded a unique charm in her every move, as if she was born to be a princess of a great country.

Her Highness felt the gaze of the invader, which made the underage girl very uncomfortable. She had never experienced such a burning gaze. The handsome man under the tower seemed to want to eat her!

"He seems to have bad intentions towards me!"

Character Notes: Nefertari Vivi, the daughter of the King of Alabasta

"A woman with the blood of the Nefertari family, just saves me from going to the city to look for her"

Naraku would not waste words with some ants. He raised his right hand towards Her Highness, and countless disgusting tentacles appeared, and almost in the blink of an eye, he came to Her Highness.

The loyal soldiers kept firing at the tentacles, and the attendants pulled Princess Weiwei to escape from here. Although the two parties acted together, they could not overcome the gap in strength.

A terrible nightmare was unfolding on the gate tower. Countless tentacles continued to emerge from the source. They twisted and squirmed, forming a turbulent ocean. These tentacles raged greedily and devoured every life they encountered.

The soldiers were horrified to find that the firearms in their hands had almost no effect on these tentacles. Even if they were hit, the tentacles could regenerate at a speed beyond human imagination and continue to attack the people around them crazily.

People had nowhere to escape in this horrible scene. They were tightly entangled by the tentacles and could not break free. Screams and pleas for mercy filled the entire tower, but this squirming ocean showed no signs of stopping.

The surface of the tentacles flashed with strange light, as if they possessed some kind of supernatural power. They flexibly shuttled among the crowd, devouring people's hope and courage step by step, and completely extinguished the resistance of the Alabasta Kingdom Army.

Even the princess of a country fell into the tentacles and became the key to the next step in the hands of the demon.