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An island was destroyed by meteorites, craters appeared on the ground, and huge meteorites stood on the broken ground.

Corpses were everywhere. Countless corpses and limbs were crushed under the meteorite. Blood stained the bottom of the meteorite and the places where it touched the ground were dyed red.

The flames of war burned the earth, thick dust filled the air, the sight was obscured by dust and war ashes, and the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke filled the air.

Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere, corpses missing arms and legs lay scattered in the bloody ground, and crushed corpses, hands, feet, and heads were everywhere.

Intestines and brain matter were everywhere, and the stench filled the air. The flames of war burned these things, and the smell suddenly filled the air.

A breeze blows.

These unpleasant smells drifted around with the wind, dust was blown away by the wind, and some broken trees and leaves fell with the wind.

The moment these leaves fell to the ground, they were instantly stained red by the blood on the ground, and then sank into the blood, just like a piece of white paper soaked in water.

Ripples appeared in the blood, leaves fell, blood rippled, and wave-like ripples spread in the blood.

"Not a single one alive!"

"Everyone is dead!"

A navy soldier stood in the blood pool and said with a frightened voice.

There were corpses all around, the ground had turned into bloody water, and the flames were burning everything around them. Some navy soldiers stood on the ground in the blood pool with corpses and broken limbs.

Looking at the purgatory-like scene around them, everyone fell into silence.

The cracks in the ground allowed bright red blood to flow in. Spider web-like cracks spread in all directions. The earth cracked and deep pits were everywhere.

Wind blows across this land from time to time, but even though it is daytime, it seems unusually cold.

Fujitora stood in the blood pool. His eyes could not see these scenes, but he could still imagine the pungent smell reaching his nose.

"Since I came to this island!"

"My sins will always bind me!"

"Until the day I die!"

Fujitora stood in the blood pool, his voice was calm, and his words spread.

His trousers, shoes and crutches were all stained with blood.

The smell of blood seemed to have entered his body, and his body exuded a strong smell of blood.

As if he had just stepped out of a pool of blood, the smell of blood penetrated his body.

The navy and pirates on this island were all killed by him with one move.

The meteorites on the ground are the best proof. The moment the meteorites fall, all the people on this island are destined to die.

The island's navy felt the approach of death at that moment, and it was also at that moment that it abandoned death and carried out a crazy killing spree.

Turn your anger into the power to defeat death.

Everyone knew that they were going to die, so they quickly picked up the fallen weapons and continued to fight.

Kill all the pirates who killed their friends and relatives, and the same goes for the pirates. The pirates are all crazy lunatics, some are crazy about Locke, and some are bloodthirsty lunatics.

These pirates are truly madmen, bloodthirsty demons.

In this way, both sides were killing each other in death. The killing did not stop until the meteorite landed.

Everyone was crushed into a pulp by the meteorite, and some people were pressed underground by the meteorite. Their heads and hands were crushed, blood mist filled the air, and blood sprayed.

The killing was suppressed at a very small cost, and the navy led by Fujitora did not suffer any casualties.

This not only reduces casualties, but also reduces time and reduces the loss of more lives.

But the sin was so heavy that Fujitora's entire body was bound by the shackles of sin.

His eyes were closed, and a blood-red scene appeared in his dark vision. Screams, ferocious faces, blood, and corpses all appeared in his originally dark vision.

One hand after another seemed to be reaching towards him, blood dripping, blood-red hands, these hands covered his whole body.

Screams kept ringing in his ears.

Even a character like Fujitora felt fear.

This hell-like scene appeared in front of his eyes every moment. Those pictures were extremely real, and those hands seemed to be on his body.

huh huh...

Fujitora stood there, breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

"It seems I have to face this all the time!"

"Hell is right in front of me!"

Fujitora was sweating and said with a trembling voice.

After all, those scenes are too terrifying and too real, and not everyone can bear them.

"There is no one else on this island except us!"

"Then this place has become a dead island!"

"Mass Burial Island!"

"To the next island!"

As Fujitora spoke, he held the crutch and walked forward. With every step he took, the blood under his feet rippled like waves.

The footprints were on the bright red ground, and they were bloody footprints.

The other navy soldiers glanced at this place, each with mixed emotions, and then left here one after another.

They will remember this scene for a lifetime, and this scene will end with the end of the war.

But the picture is forever engraved in their hearts. It is a nightmare that will accompany them throughout their lives. Hell will always be with you and them.

One after another, the navy soldiers left here, leaving this island full of corpses and broken limbs, and the blood dyed the land red.

How many lives were buried on this island, and their bodies lay on the bright red ground. This was their tomb.

Innocent lives were taken away by cold weapons and artillery fire, blood stained the ground red, houses were destroyed, and the flames of war burned the land.

Navy warships sailed on the sea one after another, gradually moving away from the island.

A gorgeous transition...

bang bang bang...

The explosions of artillery shells kept ringing.

All the buildings here were destroyed by artillery fire, and fire burned these collapsed houses.

Corpses were lying on the ground, and figures were fighting on the ground.

clang clang...

The sound of metal clashing kept sounding.

A handful of cold and bloody weapons were waved at the enemy in front of him.

puff...

Blood splattered, and a life was taken away by a cold weapon.

A wide-eyed corpse fell to the battle-scorched ground.

Blood flowed from his neck, and the ground was soon stained red with blood.

There were corpses all around, their hands, feet, and heads standing quietly on the flame-burning ground.

The city was being destroyed by fire and shells, and its people were being mercilessly massacred.

Smoke was everywhere, fire was shooting into the sky, explosions, screams, and fighting sounds resounded throughout the sky.

boom!

A pitch-black bullet pierced a Navy soldier's head.

Blood spurted out immediately, and the naval soldier who had been shot through the head fell down.

boom!

The dust on the ground was kicked up, and the body of the navy soldier became a member of the land.

call……

Capone Becky blew on the hot gun, holding a cigar in his left hand and holding the hot gun in his right hand.

He took a puff from his cigar, and white smoke rings filled the air.

Capone Becky looked at the scene in front of him, his face was calm and unwavering, as if this scene was normal.

"Let this flame spread throughout the world!"

"Kill as much as you like!"

"Vent the darkness and murder in your heart!"

"Ruthlessly trample everything in this world!"

"Put the whole world into panic!"

Capone Beki spoke, then turned and continued the slaughter.