HxH in One Piece World Chapter 405: Power from Huangquan

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A crowd of villains looked at Maude with dull eyes.

Too fast.

As soon as I didn't see anything, the members of the beast and pirate group, who had beaten them to death some time ago, just lay down in blood.

"Give these cruel humans to..."

"What a terrible power!!!"

"What is the origin of this human being......!!!"

Some time ago, even with the strength of the whole clan, they couldn't resist the attack of the members of this group of beasts and pirates.

So that even the king became a prisoner, even more so that he would suffer this cruel torture.

And the human being who suddenly appeared before him defeated this group of tricky enemies in an instant.

Having witnessed Mord’s incomparable strength, the little human races were shocked in their hearts.

Maud's gaze flicked over the shivering young human races in the beast cage, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, which looked like the warm morning sun.

"It's okay."

A short sentence is full of power that can calm people's hearts.

The little human children looked at Maude with their eyes wide open.

The gentle smile is slowly melting the panic in their hearts.

They felt Maud's kindness.

Some little boys looked at Maude, full of admiration.

In their eyes, Maude’s arrival is like a hero in the story. When they encountered danger, they fell from the sky to save them.

Different from the pure perception of children, the other young people of the little human race, as well as the older members of the little human race, just feel a kind of from Maud's body——

Similar to the perception of the strong giving shelter to the weak.

And such asylum is never a unilateral effort.

But anyway, the sudden appearance of Maude is their only hope at this moment.

Slightly soothed the villains, Maude looked at the last enemy left in the arena-Monet.

At this moment.

Monet looked at the sudden emergence of Maude with serious dread.

In just a few seconds, a layer of cold sweat oozes out of her forehead.

Returning to the familiar room a few days ago, she stood in front of the window and vowed silently in her heart that she would make Mord better than death.

She made these ambitions and firmly believed that she could do what she said.

The root of self-confidence comes from Kaido's power and influence, as well as from Caesar's ancient experiments with artificial devil fruits.

She has sorted out all the jigsaw pieces, and what she will do next is to take some time to put the jigsaw pieces together.

Maybe three years, maybe five years, maybe even ten years.

But in order to avenge the young master and the Don Quixote family members, she has patience and can afford to wait.

But...

Maud appeared suddenly.

It just appeared before her eyes.

Unexpectedly, Monet's heart was full of chills.

"Why does this man come to Dresrosa..."

"Why can he find here..."

"Why is this..."

There was a chill in Monet's heart, and he wondered when Maude appeared.

She is desperate.

The man in front of her who wanted to cramp and pull her bones out, just standing there completely killed her any prospects for the future.

Maud looked at Monet, who was sweating constantly.

This is how the weak should react in front of the strong.

In order to deepen this reaction, Maude's eyes gradually became fierce, and the overlord aura came out, turning into a dark halo of faint color, passing through Monet's body instantly like a shock wave.

Sweeped by the overlord's aura, Monet's body was shocked, his eyes trembled, and his face paled.

Can't win, absolutely can't win...

There is no chance, no hope.

I'm going to die here...

But, how can it end like this.

I want to avenge the young master! ! !

No.

Never die here.

Monet yelled angrily in his heart.

The sudden boiling emotion made her resist.

Chichi——

With a slight sound, Monet's body quickly accumulated cold, and his body gradually turned white, and began to emit bursts of white smoke.

At first glance, the cold smoke coming out of Monet's snowy body was similar to when the green pheasant used its abilities.

"I have only one chance..."

"Use the strongest move!!!"

Monet suppressed the timidity in his heart, and Maude's figure was reflected in his golden eyes.

She knows very well.

Even if I could find an opportunity, it would never be possible to defeat Maud.

But it may create the possibility of escape.

This kind of thought is not about being timid before fighting, but about recognizing reality.

With Maude's bottomless strength, there is no chance of winning another dozens of her.

"Want to escape?"

Maud spoke suddenly.

"!!!"

Monet's pupils shrank, and he took a half step back subconsciously.

"Is it possible?"

Maud flipped his wrist and put Qiushui into the sheath.

The act of retracting the sword into its sheath made Monet's thoughts pause like a frightened bird.

"DaDa..."

Just as Monet was surprised at Maud's sudden action of closing the knife, there was a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the passage stairs.

It was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground.

In addition to the sound of footsteps, there is also a humming sound with precise melody.

Monet listened to the voice coming from behind, and wanted to look back, but the invisible pressure from Maude made her dare not look away.

She felt dangerous even if she blinked her eyes once.

In desperation, Monet could only turn his back to the entrance of the passage, letting the sound of footsteps and humming get closer.

The sweat oozing from her smooth forehead has also become more and more.

Facing Maude alone is a desperate situation.

Now there is an enemy from behind.

The situation...

It's too bad.

The deep sense of powerlessness eroded Monet's spirit again.

The one who came from the stairway was Brook.

"Yoooooo..."

Brook followed Lafayette's signature moves, walking towards Monet, turning the Sword of Soul in his hand.

Of course.

The humming sound that sounded quite pleasing did not stop.

"Miss, I hope you can understand that my captain will not attack you from the back. In fact, my captain doesn't need to do that either."

Brook stopped at a distance of about ten meters behind Monet, raised the Soul Sword, and said seriously: "So, please turn around without worry, because I can solve you alone."

"..."

Monet was silent when he heard Brooke's words.

Usually, no one would easily believe the words of the enemy.

But.

As Brooke said, Maude does not need to attack her from the back.

And what Brooke wanted to express was that he didn't mean to join forces to besiege her.

On the other hand, she is confident that she can be solved by one person alone.

Monet's thoughts turned rapidly in a short period of time, and then he made a decision quickly.

She now has half of her body hanging over the cliff.

What about the steel rope that goes to the air?

So--

Monet gathered up courage, and while accumulating cold air, he slowly turned around and looked at Brook, who was standing ten meters away, completely exposing his back to Maude.

Made, who had already put Qiu Shui under his scabbard, did not make a move, but refocused his attention on the little human race.

Monet, who didn't feel the danger behind him, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

In the circumstance that she was about to fall off the cliff, she chose to walk on the suspended steel cable.

She was right.

The enemy is giving her a chance...

If you can grasp it, there is still a chance.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Monet's eyes changed and he looked at Brooke abruptly.

To be more precise, I was looking at Brooke's Sword of Soul.

The faint blue light shining from the sword, like a warning light of danger, kept moving Monet's nerves.

A dangerous sword.

The owner who holds the sword is equally dangerous.

Monet instantly realized that the skeleton man in front of him also had the strength to threaten her.

"Damn..."

Monet, who didn't want to think about it anymore, made a decisive move.

The large amount of chill accumulated in the body before, immediately gathered in Monet's mouth along the throat.

"Blizzard!"

Monet opened his mouth and spit out a cold wind wrapped in snowflakes, covering the large fan-shaped area where Brook was.

This power is far inferior to the ice age of the blue pheasant, but it also pulls the huge underground harbor into the ice and snow in an instant.

"It's really a spectacular snow, it's going to get goose bumps, although I don't have goose bumps, oh oh oh..."

Seeing the blizzard swept across, Brook didn't retreat but moved forward, striding into the blizzard.

"Yoooooo..."

The unique laughter was instantly overwhelmed by the sound of wind and snow.

Looking at Brooke's behavior, Monet frowned.

The strongest move clearly swallowed the enemy, but for some reason, there was no excitement, but vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Chiff——

Suddenly.

Amid the roar of the blizzard, there were other sounds.

Monet was shocked.

I saw a huge hole being torn apart by the raging blizzard.

No.

It should be said that a big cut was cut out.

Immediately afterwards, Monet's temple was prickling slightly, and he suddenly felt the danger.

In the white blizzard in my eyes, a sharp sword light suddenly arrived, reaching its extreme.

Monet opened his eyes wide.

After reacting, the sword light that I saw just now has disappeared without a trace.

"Qiang——"

Then, behind him came the sound of returning the sword into its sheath.

"Ooooooo, the song of plundering. Xuezhan."

After that, Brooke said the name of the move aloud.

It's just that after finishing the move, the act of reciting the name of the move was like a declaration of victory.

Listen to the scabbard, listen to Brooke's declaration.

Monet seemed to understand something, and his face slowly showed a daze.

Chiff——

In front of Monet, a burst of blood spattered suddenly.

"It's not an armed color..."

"But... I... was cut?"

"Why...can be cut to..."

"Huh?"

"It's cold..."

"Huh?"

"Why am I cold..."

"Okay, it hurts."

Suddenly, doubts arose in Monet's mind.

She lowered her head slowly, looking at the wound cut by the sword of soul.

I was surprised to find that around the long and narrow wound that crossed the abdomen of the snow body, there was a layer of dark blue ice floating like clusters of ghost fire.

"Is on the snow?"

Monet was stunned, and even more puzzled.

It's just her doubts, which obviously can't be answered.

Body strength was lost with the blood, and consciousness gradually began to blur.

With a strong unwillingness, Monet fell to the ground, but there was still a breath.

As she fell to the ground, the blizzard that she spawned stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In this battle, only one move will determine the outcome.

The power from Huangquan is beginning to show up.

"I'm rude, beautiful lady."

Brook's hollow eyes stared quietly at Monet lying on the snow.

Blood flowed from under Monet, and it was a dazzling bright red against the white snow.

"A very beautiful attack, not only cut away the blizzard, but also cut away her snow body. You are really getting better and better now, Brooke."

Made's unrelenting compliment came from behind him at the right time.

"Ooooooo!"

Brook turned around, looked at Maude with a smile on his face, and implicitly said: "The captain has praised it. It is the credit of the Sword of Soul, it just restrains this lady's ability."

The reason why I was able to cut through the blizzard and Monet's snow body just now was not because of the armed color, but the blue ghost light in my hand, as if it came from the sword of the soul under the yellow spring.

When his aura of yellow spring echoes this sword of soul, it can inspire a chill above the ice and snow.

Although Brook is not very clear, but...

He felt that the chill might come from the power of Huangquan.

Furthermore, under the influence of Maude's thinking and imagination, Brooke no longer simply regards the yellow spring fruit as an ability that can only be used for resurrection.

According to Maude's words.

Now he has lost his flesh and bones and all the characteristics he should have as a creature.

But he is still alive, can eat, drink, spread and sleep.

This is enough to explain.

The yellow spring fruit is a rare ability.

It is not like other devil fruits that require biological genes as carriers. It is directly hosted in the soul and changes something invisibly.

Under the influence of Maude's concept, Brooke began to feel that just using the coldness of the yellow spring to injure the enemy's soul is not a special ability.

Perhaps as the ability deepens, it may also lead to higher levels of soul ability.

He is looking forward to [Awakening].

Although it is difficult and difficult...

"It's good to be humble, but don't be too humble, Brooke."

Maud glanced at the Soul Sword of Soul in Brooke's hand, smiled and said: "You have to understand that the source of this power comes from you, and because of you, this sword can be called the Soul of Soul Sword."

"Captain..."

Brook was startled slightly, and then he was full of joy.

"Ooooooo!"

Maud was so praised, he smiled happily.

Yes.

He has to continue on the road to becoming stronger.

Evolve the power of the yellow spring into the situation Maud once mentioned.

So, Fang lived up to the captain's expectations.

The wind and snow stopped.

There is still a chill in the underground port.

Maud came to the king of the Tata clan.

"Everyone, I will help you resolve the crisis."

"So..."

"Lishang exchanges, can you do me a favor?"

Maud is straightforward.