Let Jones take the undead version of Cloker Dahl to return to Cannibal Island first to deal with Molia, Loya himself chose to return to Rape Flower Town to check the situation.
Before he was near the town, a familiar wave caught his attention.
He looked down, behind the dunes, his avatar was standing there, waving his hands at him.
Feeling the dry magic in the body and the waves that did not settle for a long time after burning the soul fragments, Loya frowned slightly: "Is anything happening?"
The task of avatar is only to appear in the eyes of the crowd when he is dealing with Clockdal, to ensure that he will not be suspected, so the magic carried is not too much. However, as a skill that can only be used after Loya ’s strength has been greatly broken, this “not much” magic is enough to deal with most enemies.
But now he turned into this tragic picture, so Loya was curious about what the other party had experienced.
Using ice mirrors to form a prism reflecting light around him, Loya fell straight.
A few minutes later, a strong cold current erupted in place, turning the hot desert into an ice prison. In the terrible cold, Loya's eyes calmed, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Molia, Doflamingo? Fine, fine!"
The matter has been explained clearly, sitting on the ground with a buttock, and on him, magic can no longer maintain the shape, and transparent ice crystals constantly appear under the skin.
Both magic and soul have the general characteristics of Ruyan's homing. When he faced Loya face to face, the power in his body began to spread directly, slowly infiltrating into Loya's body.
"The next thing is left to you ... but I have to say that this skill really needs to be developed. Even if the magic is still not restored, anyway, you need to increase the capacity."
Listening to the complaint of the lone, Loya smiled slightly; "I see, this will not happen next time."
"Oh, I promise myself, you are a lunatic."
With the twitch of the avatar, he slowly stood still, and then turned into an ice sculpture. Standing quietly for two seconds, Loya picked up the cloak on the back of the clone and pulled it over her shoulder.
Looking at Rapeseed Town, Loya smiled.
"Crazy? The next thing I'm going to do is worthy of the nickname."
...
At the same time, inside the Albanian palace, the capital of Alabastan.
Before the words of Gakah, the deputy officer of the Kingdom Guard of Alabastan, had been finished, he was sternly stopped by Cobra. When he left the palace, Gaka looked anxiously at the horizon.
"Princess Weiwei, where are you?"
At this time of national turmoil, Vivian, who is the most popular in Alabastan, was not in Albana, which made Gaka very disturbed. And Cobra's attitude made him unpredictable.
Obviously there are tens of thousands of rebels ready to attack Albana, the crisis is perilous, but Cobra does not agree to wait for someone to go out of the city to find. As a member of the Kingdom Guards, Gaka knew Cobra very well, so he felt that there must be something hidden.
However, also because he was a member of the Kingdom Guard, he could not violate the king's order.
Sighing silently, Gaka could only pray for Wei Wei in her heart, and then continued to prepare for the war that might occur at any time.
Watching Gaka walk out of the palace, Cobla sat back on the throne, holding his forehead with one hand, wondering what he was thinking. After a while, a man wrapped in a gray robe came out of the shadow in the corner of the palace.
"It looks like you are acting as a king ..."
Seeing her, Cobra quickly got up from her seat: "Miss.allsunday, the waste of Gaka has noticed the abnormality of the slave family. If you continue this way, I'm afraid it won't be long before we see our plan."
Calling himself a slave was not a cobbler that Cobra should have.
Therefore, it is self-evident who stands on the throne. It is the Superman who imitates the fruit, Mr. 2 von Cray of the Baroque Work Agency, formerly known as Ben Sam.
His words were not purposeless. The war came too suddenly. When he received the news from the mysterious president's partner, Miss.allsunday, the whole person appeared rigid for a moment.
Why launch an insurgency ahead of time?
Obviously deployment in this country has just begun! Everything is not ready yet, and the success rate of the plan is absolutely non-existent. Moreover, because their own family is a criminal organization, once they and others are exposed, the navy gathered in Rape Flower Town is not a doll, waiting for them will be full of **** cleaning!
The Navy must not interfere in his internal affairs, but if it is to crack down on the Baroque work agency, I believe that the world government will not really pursue anything.
In the past two days, in order to cope with the questions from Gaka and others, Ben Sam played the person so carefully for the first time. Although it seems that there is no problem, but over time, anyone will see that there is a problem.
After all, the true Cobra is a human being, which is completely opposite to what he is now showing. It is just two extremes.
For a while and a half, it could still be supported by Cobra's prestige, but this prestige has also dispersed a lot in the haze of war.
In the face of Ben Sam's inquiry, Robin's lips hidden under the hood showed a slight smile: "When you see it, you can see it. The real purpose of the president is not this country."
"what?!"
Ben Sam's eyes widened, and a surprised head changed back to his thick makeup look: "Miss.allsunday, what's going on ?!"
"Nothing is wrong, just do your own thing." Robin smiled lightly, but there was unquestionably strong tone.
Sha Crocodile dominates the Baroque work community, not by so-called loyalty. Thinking of the will represented by the person in front of him, and the fate of those who had questioned the president before, Bensam moved his mouth and could not say a word.
"Keep it on, and when the president's plan is completed, I will inform you in advance of the retreat. Before that ... it depends on your performance!"
Robin chuckled, pulled down his hood, and slowly walked out.
Only left in place, Ben Sam, with Cobra's body against his head, was silent.
There are many secret passages in the Albana Palace. These secret passages are generally only known by the direct blood of the Neferutari family ~ www.novelhall.com ~ but for Robin, the terrain here was long ago She understood clearly. Opening a hidden door on the wall of the palace, Robin turned around and looked around, determined that no one was in, and walked in.
The back door was very dark, and he could not see his five fingers, but Robin was familiar with the road and walked to the end of the passage without hesitation. At the end of the passage, there was a small room with some treasures collected by the Neferutari family, shining with a charming light under the torch.
but!
In this treasure house representing the glory of the Nafilutari family, the twelfth generation King of the Kingdom of Alabastan, Nafilutari Cobra, was tied to a cross and nailed through his hands and feet. .
Blood rolled down the cross to form a pool of blood, drowning some gold coins on the ground in scarlet blood.
Looking at Cobra, Nicole Robin took off the hood, raised the wine glass on the wooden table around him, and took a sip: "How? Cobra, still unwilling to say?"
"Releasing your daughter out of town is already my biggest concession. My patience is very limited."