Inside the hive, which was always dark, the creeping fungus carpet split open, revealing a strange branch with a shriveled fruit hanging at the top of the branch.
Through the entangled black silk, he felt the cold creeping on the ground. The black mummy was struggling violently. Buggy was aware of the malice coming from all directions. It was as if something terrible was staring at him in the invisible darkness, ready to swallow him at any time.
"It seems that you are ready to tell me how to make shells!"
Yarlin's voice passed into Buggy's ears, and the black silk wrapped around him began to loosen. It slid back into Yarlin's fingertips like flowing water. Buggy coughed hard, and his fingers reached into his throat as if to determine whether all the black silk had really left his body.
His fingers stirred in his throat to make sure that the black silk was gone. Buggy stared at the creeping black carpet under his feet in horror. He suddenly shivered and looked at the surrounding environment.
Beneath their feet was a wriggling carpet of fungus, and the dark walls around them seemed to be alive. They could vaguely see the texture of tree roots. Buggy turned his head to look at Arlen, whose expression was cold. His voice was hoarse and trembling. "Where is this?"
"As you can see, this is my nest. You can call it the hive." Yarlin's eyes narrowed. He glanced at the tree roots under his feet that were creeping silently, and the corners of his mouth evoked a secret arc.
"Hive?" Buggy repeated in a whisper. He didn't understand what the hell it was. His eyes rolled around, looking for an opportunity to escape. The next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank. He saw a strange sapling not far behind him, and it turned out to be a "devil fruit".
Although he didn't understand why there was a devil fruit here, Buggy's eyes suddenly lit up. "As long as I can grab that fruit, I can use it as a bargaining chip to threaten the Marines to let me go!"
Almost without thinking, Bucky's body suddenly split into countless pieces and shot towards the fruit tree. Arlen didn't seem to have time to react, standing motionless behind him. Bucky's face lit up with joy. Just as his fingers were about to touch the fruit tree, Arlen's hand trembled.
A sudden change occurred!
Countless roots and tentacles weaved into a tree cage at lightning speed and covered the fruit tree inside. Then, countless roots and tentacles came from all directions and accurately hit Bucky's split body. Countless pieces of limbs seemed to be frozen in the air and were bitten by the fist-sized flower buds that bloomed strangely at the top of the roots. The sticky poisonous juice wrapped around them.
Every part of his body was in excruciating pain, as if he was being burned by a high temperature. His skin and muscles began to fester, and his cries echoed throughout the broodmother's nest.
Yarlin calmly walked towards Buggy's head. He grinned, revealing his eerie teeth. "My patience is limited. This is your last chance to answer. Either you tell me how to make the shell, or you die here!"
The facial features on Buggy's face were twisted because of the severe pain. His teeth were chattering as he stared at Yarlin. "I'll tell you how to make the bomb, and you let me go!"
Yarlin narrowed his eyes. After pondering for three seconds, he smiled and said, "Deal!"
With a gentle snap of his fingers, all the roots suddenly loosened and threw Buggy's body back to the ground. The roots wriggled back into the fungus blanket, and Buggy's body was reassembled. His broken ankles were like two high-heeled piles stepping on the ground. The exposed skin on his body was festering with pus and blood, and it looked extremely disgusting.
With a casual move, the festering wounds all over his body were pulled, causing Buggy to grimace. He looked at Yarlin gloomily. "Why should I believe you?"
Yarlin took out a pen and paper that he had already prepared and handed it to Buggy. He replied with a fake smile, "You have no choice. You can only gamble!"
Bucky took a deep breath and dejectedly took the pen and paper. His fingers gripped the pen tightly, and Ya Erlin smiled as he watched Bucky write the first word on the paper.
Swish, swish, swish …
More and more words appeared on the paper, and Bucky seemed to have accepted his fate. He wrote faster and faster, and his writing became smoother and smoother. When more than half of the page was filled, Ya Erlin suddenly reminded him, "You have to check it carefully. You can't make a single mistake. You only have this one chance. I'll take it and verify it. If it's wrong, ha …"
Buggy stopped writing and raised his red nose. His eyes seemed to have been filled with tears of humiliation. He gritted his teeth and changed two places on the paper.
Ten minutes later, Yarlin carefully looked at the formula written on the paper. He looked at Buggy's nervous eyes and said, "I'll verify it. If there are no mistakes, you can leave!"
Buggy's face suddenly relaxed and he nodded heavily. Yarlin observed the changes in Buggy's expression and immediately believed that the formula in his hand was real. He turned and walked outside. One step, two steps, three steps … Suddenly, he stopped and turned his head under Buggy's suspicious eyes. He showed a sly and cruel smile. "Hey, I suddenly changed my mind!"
Buggy's expression froze. He looked at Arlen's sinister face, and his heart felt as if it had sunk into an icy lake. The chill seeped in from his broken ankle, straight up his spine, and climbed all the way up.
"I think you should stay here!"
The voice entered Buggy's ears. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He gritted his teeth and said, "You lied to me!"
"Who would know?" Yarlin sneered.
Anger, humiliation, and despair surged in his heart. Buggy roared crazily, then turned sideways and ran toward the sapling. He did not intend to snatch the devil fruit, but to destroy it. Even if he died, he wanted to make Yarlin pay a painful price.
Yarlin's body suddenly moved. His whole body was like a strange black shadow that overtook Buggy. Countless black threads bloomed in the air and shrouded Buggy's back.
Countless black threads pulled Buggy's body, and a terrifying big hand clasped Buggy's head. Buggy let out a sharp and desperate scream, which was in sharp contrast to Yarlin's cold laughter.
"Broodmother, he's yours!"
His whole body was pulled by the black threads and he could not move. Buggy's eyes bulged out as if they were about to fall out. He was horrified to see the sapling in front of him as if it had come alive. One of the bare branches twisted and rotated and pierced into his heart.
Thump … thump … thump …
The sound of his heartbeat became weaker and weaker, and a strange sucking feeling came from his heart. Strange patterns gradually appeared on the branches, becoming clearer and clearer. A plump fruit condensed on the branches …
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