The black tornado surged forward, and a blurry silhouette appeared. The airflow reverberated in the surroundings like an inverted black umbrella, and the black threads in the centre hissed like snakes.
Chi chi chi chi …
The air was torn apart by the silver light, and Klaur's pupils constricted. The ten blades in his hand seemed to have struck a high-speed spinning top as they slid in all directions. Not a single black thread was cut off, but they were like willows blown away by the wind.
Klaur twisted his toes and when more black lines came at him, his body suddenly vanished before Kieran's eyes without a sound. His speed was extremely fast as he slid across the ground in an arc, leaving behind a continuous black shadow.
"If that's all you've got, you won't be able to touch me." Yarlin narrowed his eyes and raised his left hand in front of his chest. The surging black threads seemed to have a consciousness of their own as they revolved around him.
Although he didn't completely obtain the Slippery Fruit's ability, since it was devoured by the broodmother, the black threads were the broodmother's carrier tentacles, so Yarlin had indirectly obtained part of the fruit's characteristics.
As long as his reaction was fast enough and he could control the threads fast enough, theoretically speaking, there was no difference from spreading the fruit's characteristics all over his body.
"Those strange black threads."
His feet moved quickly and silently, and he formed a black shadow around Yarlin. The ten blades interweaved densely, but the curtain of black threads was like spilled ink, always able to cover Yarlin in one step ahead.
The wildly surging black threads were like broken eggshells. Half of Yarlin's face was covered, and the exposed corner of his mouth was cold. "If you have any other moves, hurry up and use them. Don't waste time here."
"I'm being looked down upon!" Klaur's feet tapped on the ground in a frenzy. In Arlen's eyes, it was as if his entire body had been stretched into an incomplete shadow. The air around him seemed to have been cut into pieces in an eerie manner.
As the speed was too fast, it was hard for the naked eye to catch Crowe's movements. There were only afterimages that disappeared in an instant, as if Crowe had completely disappeared from the room.
However, in Yarlin's mind, it was a different scene. He seemed to see Klaur flashing around, his two cat claws and ten blades dancing wildly without any pattern. The white dotted lines that reflected the airflow were cut into twisted lines from various angles.
A strange scratch mark appeared on the table, a ferocious gully appeared on the wall, the paint on the wall fell, and the window shattered and exploded. A marine follower groaned as blood burst out on his arm. Zangal hid at the foot of the wall and desperately waved the circular saw in front of him to block the attack.
Clang, clang, clang … The circular saw was torn apart by the sharp blade, and the rebounding force shot straight into the wall.
Usopp, who was unconscious on the ground, suddenly woke up. Blood burst out from his buttocks. He screamed and jumped up with his hands covering his buttocks. He saw that the room seemed to be raged by an invisible storm. His whole body was covered with goosebumps, and he quickly lay on the ground and did not dare to move.
"… Oh, can you still see? That's so fast that even I don't know what I'm going to hit in the next second. If you can survive that, then why can't I join the Marine?" A cold and cruel voice echoed in the room.
"It's the voice of Butler Carabate!" Usopp's heart contracted, and his teeth trembled as he lay on top of the unconscious Keya, using his body to block the invisible killing intent.
"When you kill people, you don't distinguish between friend and foe!" Yarlin's eyes faintly watched. Suddenly, his head and body flashed to the side, and a sharp blade pierced his ear. Until the cold touch left, the black silk had just climbed near his cheek.
Chi!
With the sound of blood bursting out, another Marine attendant's chest was dyed red. He pulled out a standard military knife from his arms and slashed the air around him. His eyes were full of fear.
"It seems that I can't play anymore. I can't let you hurt my precious subordinates!" Yarlin narrowed his eyes and followed the flow of the air. His eyes swayed back and forth, and in his mind, Klaur's ghostly figure was captured.
Yarlin's five fingers stretched out, and the gathered defensive black silk suddenly bloomed. Countless black silk spread out 360 degrees from the palm of Yarlin's hand without any blind spots. Usopp, who was lying on the ground, was stunned to see a terrifying black spider web covering the whole room, and then strangely began to gather upward. It was like a man-eating flower that sensed the presence of insects and quickly closed its mouth.
Strange hissing noises could be heard coming from the spiderweb. That was the sound of the ten crazily dancing blades slashing at the black threads. However, the blades merely skidded past the black threads, unable to cut through even a single thread, let alone escape from the black spiderweb that was binding them.
The invisible cutting storm was compressed by the dense black silk. With Yarlin's manipulation, the spider web became denser and denser, like a spindle bag covering a corner of the room, and a running figure slowly emerged from it.
Yarlin immediately moved his feet, and the ground under his feet was scratched by the soles of his shoes. His right hand clenched into a fist and fiercely smashed into the airflow bound by the black silk.
Bang!
Crowe's figure appeared. The muscles on the right side of his face had sunk inwards, and his entire face was trembling like water ripples. His black-rimmed transparent glasses broke and flew out, while he fell heavily onto the ground. His eyes were filled with stars.
The corner of his mouth was bruised, and it seemed that his cheeks were loose. Klaur spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and got up effortlessly from the ground. His face was strangely calm, and it seemed that the battle had vented all the anger in his heart.
"You don't seem to be surprised by the result of this battle!" Yarlin waved his hand, and the countless black silk returned to his palm and disappeared under his skin. He looked at Klaur's face and said faintly.
"Since you can capture Zangao, and dare to come here with only a few people, if you are not stupid, then you are conceited that you can take me down." Klaur grinned and said: "When I entered the door and saw Zangao, I knew that today was not going to be a good day."
"Oh, that makes sense, then why bother?" Yarlin licked his lips.
"Hey … there may be accidents in everything, I have to try to get the result." Klaur wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the ten blades on his cat claws retracted. He got up and picked up the broken glasses on the ground, and slowly folded them and put them back into his pocket. Then he said to Yarlin: "Also, by the way, it can be considered as a greeting to my future Marine officer and getting to know each other."
"Oh ~" Yarlin grinned, and he had a clearer understanding of Klaur. He was a cunning, cautious, and cruel bastard.
Although Klaur said that at the moment, the other party definitely had the idea of killing Zangao, or if he could accidentally kill Yarlin, that would be even better. But at the moment, he found that he really couldn't win, so he simply admitted defeat, and also gave a reason to show his wisdom.
The key was that he didn't make Yarlin feel annoyed, this skill of changing his face was very rare.
"Very good!" Arlen looked deeply at Klaur. He had never been afraid of his subordinates being too smart. The smarter they were, the easier it was for him to control them. Klaur, on the other hand, might become one of his most trusted subordinates in the future.
"Welcome to the Marine!" Yarlin turned his head and glanced at the trembling Usopp, then turned and walked outside.
"Do you want to get rid of him?" Zangao pulled out the circular saw from the wall and stopped next to Usopp and asked.
"We are the Marine!" Yarlin stopped and turned his indifferent face, as if this moment was imprinted in Usopp's mind: "Besides, this kid didn't hear anything."
"Understood!" Zangao shuddered and hurriedly followed Yarlin and left.
Klaur brushed the dust on his suit, and looked at the mess with a complicated look. When he went out, he stepped on the food bag with snacks and silently followed behind the Marine.
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