Chapter 655

Everyone present realized that Kurozumi Orochi was not dead yet, and the boiling black blood was the best proof.

The black blood pool boiled violently, bubbles kept coming out from the bottom of the pool, and a dull sound was made when it burst. The water in the pool gradually became thicker, as if it had life, and began to extend multiple tentacles outward.

These tentacles were dark and thick, covered with mucus on the surface, and slowly wriggled in the air, as if exploring the surrounding environment.

"Is Kurozumi Orochi really still a human?"

"Is he some kind of special fruit ability user?"

Every failure makes a wiser lesson. The signs of recovery in the blood pool are becoming more and more obvious. In order not to make unnecessary sacrifices, the contestants who were originally watching the excitement began to withdraw from the ruins of the general's mansion.

They took the initiative to hand over the battlefield to the Sword team. When the two sides met, the Celestial Dragons cursed incomprehensible swear words and despised the navy.

Let the dog raised by the Five Elders go and find out the true and false of the monster, and then reap the benefits. It is useless for the navy to get points, and they will never join the Knights of God.

Kyoshiro showed a serious expression, the battlefield was far more complicated than he imagined, "Miss, you didn't tell me how many lives he has, it's really a tricky monster."

As the tentacles stretched out, a monster finally emerged from the black blood pool, and its body gradually became huge and twisted, emitting a disgusting smell.

The monster's skin showed a strange black color, covered with bumps and lines, as if it was a cursed mark, and its head was a white bone sheep head, with sharp teeth and blood-red eyes.

There was an evil light flashing in the eyes, revealing the desire for life and the desire for destruction. There were many sharp thorns on the body of the sheep-headed monster, and these thorns flashed cold light.

At the moment when the third form of Kurozumi Orochi was born, the Fearful Sheep Demon let out a low roar, which echoed in the air, as if it was a call from hell. The tentacles of his arms also danced with the roar, as if cheering for the birth of the monster.

The Fearful Sheep Demon could not speak, and turned his view to Kyoshiro. At this moment, the Kurozumi Orochi completely gave up himself and turned all his emotions into the driving force of fighting. It was a monster eager to fight to the end.

Kyoshiro felt a sense of being stared at by a beast. He knew that the sheep demon in front of him was about to take action. He didn't know whether the samurai could avoid the attack this time. The third form was completely irrelevant to the second form, and the experience of fighting against the enemy could not be copied.

In a tense atmosphere, everyone widened their eyes and looked at the sheep demon in front of them vigilantly. Suddenly, a terrifying shock wave came from the monster, like an invisible storm sweeping over.

Strong energy fluctuations broke out instantly, and the ground trembled violently under the impact of this force, and even deep cracks appeared.

Those who had been hiding in the ground and trying to launch a sneak attack were now in a catastrophe. Their internal organs seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. The severe pain made them almost unable to breathe. The sound of their internal organs ruptured was particularly clear in the silence, and the bloody smell spread.

The Celestial Dragons who had escaped first looked at this scene in horror, their hearts filled with fear of the monster. The power of the third form was beyond their imagination. The power of this shock wave surpassed most of the devil fruits that knew the effect of sound waves.

After the shock wave ended, only one Celestial Dragon survived nearby. At this moment, he was bleeding from all seven orifices and his internal organs were bleeding heavily. When he walked out of the nearby ruins, his life had come to an end.

The Sheep Demon danced with the tentacles in his hands. Several tentacles became longer and thicker. After approaching the prey, he tied him up and finally dragged him to the monster.

Observing closely, the Sheep Demon exuded a creepy breath. The man looked at the monster in horror, his eyes full of fear.

The monster slowly approached the man, its bloody mouth opened, revealing sharp teeth, as if it wanted to swallow the man whole. The man shouted "no" in a trembling and desperate voice, but all this could not stop the monster from eating.

In an instant, the monster bit half of the man's body, and the bones made a crisp sound in the monster's mouth. The blood and flesh splashed in the air and the bloody smell was filled. The screams before death echoed throughout the space.

Blood gushed out of the port like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding ground red. The monster greedily chewed the rest of the man's body, fully enjoying this bloody feast.

The act of cannibalism made the humans present feel physically and mentally uncomfortable. It was obviously a living man just now, but now it has become food chewed by the sheep monster.

"Hurry up and get rid of him. I am getting less and less patient now."

Seti clenched his fists, his heart was extremely eagerFighting, wanting to beat the monster with an iron fist, to vent the disgusting feeling in his heart.

Kyoshiro was ready to distance himself from the monster transformed by Kurozumi Orochi. The current situation was beyond his control. The sheep demon in the third state was not something the samurai could fight against.

The figure of the sheep demon flashed like a ghost, and its speed was beyond imagination. Almost in the blink of an eye, it came to the front of the fleeing samurai like a gust of wind.

Kyoshiro widened his eyes in horror, his heart beating rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, "So fast!"

The hot air from the monster's nostrils was like boiling steam blowing on the human face, bringing a burning sense of reality.

There was a stench in the hot air, which was heavier and more unpleasant than the smell of the stinky ditch. After inhaling it into the lungs, there was a feeling of suffocation.

The samurai was not strong enough to restrain his instincts. Kyoshiro's legs were a little weak, and he was trembling and almost unable to stand, but his instinct for survival drove him not to give up.

The sheep demon stood in front of him, silent but powerful, with a strong body that exuded a chilling power, and its eyes flashed with a strange light, as if laughing at the man's futile struggle.

The man's breathing became rapid and difficult, his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand, and fear surged into his heart like a tide, but his mind was running fast, thinking about strategies to deal with monsters.

"Some good things are prepared for you"

Kyoshiro opened his kimono, and when it was time to devote his life to Kozuki Oden, one piece of white paper after another flew out of his clothes.

At the last moment of his life, Kyoshiro recalled what he used to look like. Denjiro shared wine with Kozuki Oden in the afterglow of the sunset with the other eight of the Nine Red Scabbards.

How nice it would be if time could stay at that moment forever. Denjiro wants to stay in the old times forever. The real world is too cruel for the samurai.