One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

Naval Headquarters Hospital, independent ward.

Loya stood outside the door, his back against the wall. Beside him, the members of the elite battalion came. Everyone was silent, their heads bowed, not knowing what they were thinking.

Lieutenant General Huoshaoshan once told him that Hansa was also a descendant of Shura Kendo, but Loya did not publicize it.

Neither Zefa nor Huoshaoshan have explained this matter. Since everyone is hiding it, there must be some reason to hide it.

He doesn't know the details, so let's just pretend he doesn't know.

......

In the ward, Hansa leaned weakly on the pillow, dripping on his hands, and his face was pale.

Not the kind he used to be, pale as anemia, but as white as dry bones, losing its vitality.

Opposite him, the rope on Tony's body was removed, but he still had a sea tower stone lock on his hand, and he held his right hand to hide in the sleeves of the wide hospital gown, so there was no need to worry about being discovered.

"Cough cough!" Hansa looked at Tony with a little relief and a little apology in his eyes: "Originally, these things should have been told to you earlier. But I didn't expect you to have such a chance in Shura Swordsmanship. Even if The talent is not enough, and it has reached this stage so quickly."

"So...sorry."

"You don't have anything to apologize to me, Hansa." Tony's eyes were steady, and the strong blow made him in a trance for a while, but now he has calmed down.

It's just that this kind of peace is not something he has figured out. On the contrary, he has fallen into a vicious circle and gave up struggling.

It is a kind of despair and sadness, the peace of life and death.

"I just want to know now, what the hell is this thing?"

Tony spoke and raised his hand. The wide cuffs slid down, revealing the disgusting hands hidden underneath.

Starting from the wrist, slender granulation buds as long as thumbs covered the back of his hand, swaying gently in the air. The flesh-colored tentacles seemed to have life in each of them, and the two inadvertently touched each other, and they immediately entwined and fought.

Facing Tony's question, Hansa shook his head: "I don't know what they are, and my knowledge of them only comes from personal contact. But one thing is certain."

At this point, Hansa's eyes flashed with a strange light: "They are alive!"

s~

Tony sucked in a breath, goosebumps all over his body immediately.

Live!

Is it alive?

The strong shock made him not even notice the words "personal contact" that Hansa said.

But after all, he is also a man who has experienced ups and downs, he was slightly stunned for a while, and soon stabilized his mind. He fiddled with these granulation buds with his fingernails, feeling the sharp pain in his hands, and asked without changing his face: "Then, can these things be pulled out?"

Although it is very infiltrating to have such a horrible thing parasitized in the body, the most unacceptable thing for Tony is that it will make people out of control.

No one likes the feeling of being out of control, let alone being controlled to do things they don't like or even hate.

So he hoped to be able to unplug these things. During his time in prison, he tried it himself, but each time it ended in pain to the point of unconsciousness.

Now that Hansa knew, he desperately needed to know the answer.

However, he was soon disappointed.

Hansa shook his head and slowly moved his hands out of the quilt. In Tony's shocked eyes, a jet-black tentacle slowly stretched out from the back of that skinny hand.

"This is?"

"It's the same as yours, but it's a little different." Hansa's tentacles moved slowly, opening his teeth full of teeth at Tony, and roared. Only then did Hansa repress the opened quilt and slowly put it back.

Tony was dripping with cold sweat watching this scene. He never thought that these things could be controlled.

"Did you know Tony? In fact, I should have died as early as a teenager." Hansa coughed and sighed: "My body is too weak, so weak that I can get a cold that doesn't matter too much. My life. In order not to let my family continue to suffer, on that day, I chose to commit suicide by jumping into the sea."

Tony heard the words and looked at Hansa dumbly.

Not caring about Tony's surprise, Hansa continued to cherish the past: "As a result, I didn't die, and was rescued by a family that raised bugs for generations."

"It's funny, they are just trying to test the survival rate of these things parasitic on different people. I didn't expect that I was such a perfect test. This test not only saved my life, but also improved my life. My physique gives me the ability to control my own destiny.”

"But just as I was excited by myself, the man found them. They were entrusted with raising a newly discovered ancient bug for him, and combining the powers of these bugs."

"A few years later, they completed the experiment and successfully combined the abilities of the two insects." Hansa's gaze penetrated time and space, returning to that peaceful dusk, inside the cabin.

There was a pungent stench in the air, as well as the chirping of various insects. A slightly crazy unkempt middle-aged man grabbed his shoulders, excited like a child.

"Success! Hansa! I succeeded!"

In the glass bottle in his hand, a group of blood-red water droplets floated on the nutrient solution, and from time to time they stretched out their tentacles to swim in it. The scene was weird and bloody.

"Because after the completion, their larvae have no fixed shape like water, the color is red, and they are parasitic in the human spinal cord, so they were named by my adoptive father as blood myeloid worms."

Speaking of which, Hansa asked Tony: "When you picked up that cheat book, was there a red stone in the center of the metal bookcase?"

Tony carefully recalled that dusk and nodded: "But, the stone disappeared the next day. Because of the heavy rain at night, I thought it fell on the sea..."

Tony said, suddenly feeling creepy.

"That's right, that's what you think." Hansa explained with a smile: "That stone is the larvae of the blood marrow worm, which probably crawled into your body while you were sleeping and parasitized."

"Don't you think the move of the Thousand Corpse Buddha is strange? Although the sword energy can indeed cause fatal damage to people, but once you meet a powerful opponent with a powerful weapon and domineering, if you can't break the defense, you can't even fight the enemy. .Even it has always emphasized the murderous aura that is cultivated, for most strong people, it is just a breeze. So why, it can be called the world's number one murderous swordsmanship?"

Tony was startled, indeed, there are many shortcomings in Shura Kendo.

If this is the end, then why does Shura swordsmanship have such a big reputation. How could the number one killer, codenamed Shura, rely on it to become number one?

Take the battle in which he died, if it was really that strong, why didn't Mihawk even get injured.

Simply contradict each other.

Seeing that Tony was lost in thought, Hansa did not interrupt him. After the other party thought about all the information, he continued: "Asura Kendo, to put it bluntly, is actually a control skill for these blood marrow worms. From the second stage, your The blood myeloid worm can split the individual and burrow out of the body with your attack."

"These individuals can't be parasitized again, but they have the characteristics of ignoring form when they are larvae, combined with the hardness of steel..." Hansa didn't finish his words, but just the exposed characteristics are enough to make Tony felt a chill down his spine.

A worm that is not restricted by its shape and is as hard as iron burrows into the enemy's body with the swordsman's slash, and that scene is really terrifying.

As for being noticed by the domineering and domineering... When you are strong to a certain level, even if the enemy is aware of the abnormality, as long as you can't avoid it perfectly, you can only watch yourself die.

"This is the true face of Shura Kendo." Hansa said: "Because these blood marrow worms are aggressive by nature, they need a strong murderous and bloody smell to subdue them."

"Asura Kendo, the first stage of killing, the second stage of worm breeding, and the third stage of fusion. You are now in the second stage, the bloodworm larvae have successfully degenerated, and they have not attacked you, which means that they agree with your identity as the master. , which is a good thing."

"But because your killing intent is not strong, they are not satisfied with you. So they control your body, create killing, and satisfy their desire to kill."

Speaking of this, a flush appeared on Hansa's pale face: "The desire to let them suppress their own desires is also parasitic on you. To be honest, you are really a miracle, Tony."