After the Pirate Empress sacrificed me to the heavens, the evil god awakened

The blood-red steam gradually dissipated, which meant that the peak effect of the evil drug ET was fading. Zefa kept doing nothing, and took out another medicine bottle from his jacket.

The bright red medicinal liquid looks very delicious, just like the magical medicine that the legendary gods were entitled to enjoy before the infinite light years, it is confusing.

This is a high-end ET made by Ain after improving the evil drug ET.

Purifying the berserk factor of one hundred pills of ET, and fusing them with a special method, the effects that can be produced are enough to shatter an island with one punch.

It's just that after eating this, the user's body will completely collapse, but Zefa lifted the bottle cap without the slightest hesitation and swallowed it.

Gollum~

The pleasure - unprecedented!

The ultimate—beyond space!
That power—to destroy heaven and earth!
That look—sees through everything!
After taking the top version of the evil drug ET, Zefa calmed down instead, his old face glowed a little, making him look like he was only in his 50s.

Time flies!
Such a legendary figure has lived half his life, and it seems that in the end, something that he can be proud of...

None!

The regrets that can be left are infinite!

For his wife and children, he didn't take good care of him!

For students, there is no comprehensive care!

To the teacher, I am even more ashamed!
Every night before, Zefa couldn't sleep.

He never dared to imagine that when he died of old age or was killed, what face would he have to meet his wife, children and students!
What face do you have to meet your teacher.

Tell him that the so-called justice is just a piece of paper?
Tell them, is the sky always black?
Zefa took a sharp breath, his eyes suddenly turned firm and profound, and he became more energetic.

"Zefa told you that the sky has always been black, you might as well embrace her with an open heart, it will be more real than the invisible and impenetrable false light in front of you.

As the saying goes: Hell is empty, and demons are in the world!Zefa is here today, slaying demons and ghosts, and going to hell alone! "

The blood-colored air waves that were almost condensed into substance completely surrounded Zefa, the hair on his whole body turned pale, and the arms filled with large muscles began to shrink and collapse.

In a blink of an eye, Zefa became a centenarian in his dying years!

"Damn guy, you must cut off your head and show it to Mama!"

Weibull held the knife tightly in both hands, Weibull, who never knew what fear was, had never even seen his own.

Reflected in Zefa's eyes, his whole body was trembling violently!

A man who dropped a high seat from the top!
A man with half a foot in the top!
In the new world, in this unnamed sea!

Roll up a shocking blood rain!
"Suppression!"

Zefa's voice was neither too fast nor too slow, it was the old man's unique slow voice, but it made the sky tremble, and his figure was as slow as a snail.

In an instant!
Then he came to Weibull.

Stretch out your left hand!

Weibull's expression changed, and he violently swung the juvenile knife listed as No. 21 of the Big Kuai knife.

The withered fingers were supposed to be shattered by the sharp blade, but like a gust of wind, they lightly caught Weibull's blow.

The right hand sticks out!

Grab Weibull's broad right arm, the tight muscles make it impossible to pinch a trace of elasticity.

In terms of the purity of the physical body alone, Weibull even surpassed Whitebeard, comparable to Douglas Barrett, the descendant of the devil!
In this seemingly very powerful body, the moment Zefa caught him.

Tear.

Flesh and blood!
The pain from the torn muscles caused a stream of cold sweat to break out on Weibull's forehead. He turned his head and was shocked to find out!

The whole right hand was actually ripped off by Zefa.

Like a fountain, water flowed down from the severed arm for free, and soon dyed half of Weibull's body red.

The pain of the severed arm surpassed reason, and Weibull quickly left the handle of the knife with his left hand, tightly pinched the bleeding part, and took a few steps back.

This was the first time since Weibull went to sea that he took the initiative to retreat from the enemy.

The domineering aura that had just been awakened was absorbed into the body in an instant like a long whale sucking water, and then the unmatched momentum gradually slowed down.

Just like a thousand-mile dam was destroyed by an ant's nest, fear spread to the heart in an instant.

Weibull pressed the bleeding part tightly, he had lost his fighting spirit, and now he just wanted to turn around and run away.

"Cut the ghost!"

Zefa held Weibull's juvenile knife in both hands, and spun it violently, the tip of the knife turned from his abdomen,

Pulling his hands back, he held the end handle of Zhidao together, and the cold light on the tip of the knife pointed directly at Weibull, who was fleeing.

In the dark wind and cloud, the way Zefa holds the knife is full of majestic momentum with the knife in his hand.

At this time, the high sky seemed to be questioning the veteran who kept running forward.

"Farewell, what if you never come back?"

"...Then, let's go and never come back!"

With the last inch of vitality in Zefa's body, without using any moves, he walked away like a god.

Take a step forward, thunder and lightning flash!

Facing Weibull's frightened expression, Zefa swung the strongest killing move in his life.

"Black-arm Zefa, don't kill the general!"

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The sharp blade of the immature knife is attached with the ultimate black armed domineering color, which is inlaid little by little along Weibull's thick neck.

The incision progressed very slowly, but no blood flowed out, and Weibull was so overwhelmed by Zefa's power that he didn't dare to make any resistance.

Or rather, he can't!