After the meeting between Yarlin and Faulkner, Yarlin confirmed some of his guesses in his heart. At the same time, he obtained some important information about Doflamingo from Faulkner. At the same time, he gained a clearer understanding of the white-hot battle for the position of Fleet Admiral in the Marine Headquarters.
Sitting in the cabin, soaking in the gradually fading and translucent rotten swamp, the strange icy corrosive shadows were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws around his body. They were like terrifying floating ghosts. Light and air were corroded and distorted, turning into pitch-black liquid dripping. He lifted his foot and walked out of the rotten swamp.
A line of words appeared on his retina.
Shadow Mark (First Stage, Low Density): Traces of shadows and death entwined, rotting and polluting like a shadow. (Upgrade requires immersion in the rotten swamp. The raw materials of the rotten swamp are rotten bones, maggots, rotten blood, methane gas, and ice. The ratio is 1: 1: 1: 1: 1: 5. Time required: 100100 hours.)
Then the words began to dissolve like black water and transform into:
Shadow Mark (Second Stage, High Density Pollution): Shadows of death that corrode everything. Contact with the darkness will cause withering, continuous pollution until eternal annihilation. (Upgrade requires obtaining the Heart of Poison and Ice Crystal.)
"Heart of Poison and Ice Crystal?" Yarlin narrowed his eyes and memorized these two things in his heart. He planned to ask Adams later. Then, with a light flick of his little finger, a shadow entwined with a black thread shot out. It silently nailed through the wall beside him, revealing a round hole the size of a fingernail.
Although the black line had already been retracted, there was still a faint black mark left in the air. It was like a strange scar that was cut by the invisible air. After a long time, it slowly dissipated. The small holes on the wall of the ship seemed to be covered by a layer of filth. The corrosive black spots were spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a few breaths, half of the ship's wall board had turned pitch-black. Yarlin walked over and stirred up the air waves. The entire ship's wall board collapsed and dissipated in the air, leaving behind a faint black smoke.
"It looks like ashes that have been burned clean." Yarlin's finger traced the spreading Shadow Mark. The Shadow Mark returned to his finger. He looked at the half of the ship's wall that was empty. The waves that hit the ship splashed over, and through the broken wall, a towering mobile fortress in the distance came into view.
"Looks like there's no need to repair this ship." Yarlin muttered to himself. Behind him stood up and followed Yarlin's line of sight.
Walking out of the cabin and standing on the side of the ship, a chilling sea breeze hit his white navy uniform. Yarlin slightly adjusted his collar, looking at the huge silhouette reflected in the sea, a chilling aura of killing intent swept along with the sea breeze.
Yarlin's eyes's's's,'s's's's's's's's's's's's's's's's's's's's's''s's's's..
"Marine Vice-Admiral Onigumo!"
A name emerged in Yarlin's mind, and the corners of his mouth curled up. His leather shoes stepped on the air, and a sharp sound barrier appeared in the air instantly. He stood on the deck of the warship and met Onigumo about three meters away. He greeted him: "Former Captain of Navy Branch 153, now attached to the Marine Headquarters, stationed in Alabasta, Marine Captain Yarlin, I have something to report to Admiral Akainu, and I hope that Vice-Admiral can pass on the message."
Onigumo, who was wearing an iron helmet with a double-headed dragon pattern on his head, stared at Arlen with a pair of ferocious bell-like eyes and said in an unfriendly tone, "Since you are stationed in Alabasta, why did you come to the East Sea instead of staying there?"
"Because in Alabasta, and even in the ears of Fleet Admiral Sengoku, I'm probably a dead man." Yarlin's face showed a touch of grief and anger, and his tone was self-deprecating.
"Dead man?" Onigumo frowned and didn't immediately ask. Instead, he turned and walked toward the top of the warship. "Come with me. The noise you made with Hawkeye Mihawk some time ago has reached our ears. For a Marine newcomer who dares to fight with Shichibukai, and seems to be not at a disadvantage, Sakasugi must have time to listen to your important report."
On the top, the whistling sea wind was particularly fierce, and the white cloak was fluttering. The atmosphere was as gloomy as the dark clouds in the sky.
Yarlin looked at the several Vice-Admirals, and matched them with the names in his mind one by one. Only then did he meet Sakasugi's slightly curious and scrutinizing eyes with a respectful gaze.
He was wearing a suit that was dark red like blood. There was a rose pinned to his chest and a pair of cold eyes on his face that was as cold as a knife. The whites of his eyes occupied most of his pupils, leaving only a small dot in the center of his pupils. He looked particularly frightening. His entire body was emitting a scorching aura, like magma that could burn the world.
"I heard that a few days ago, a Marine and Hawkeye Mihawk fought for a while, and in the end, it was a draw. Was it you?" Sakasugi didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.
"Yes." Yarlin knew the style of this kind of person. Sakasugi is definitely the most typical hawkish general, a straightforward military style. To talk to this kind of person, simple and direct is the safest and most appropriate way to answer.
"The Shichibukai is a system promulgated by the world government, so they are our Marine allies. It's not right to draw a sword against a prominent ally." Sakasugi's sharp eyes seemed to be looking straight into Yarlin's heart. A terrible murderous aura erupted from his body, and he said coldly: "A Marine who openly violates the system, do you know what should be the result of this?"
"It's a crime of treason!" Yarlin replied.
"Oh?" Sakasugi's lips curled into a sinister smile. "So, you're here to ask for forgiveness?"
"No!"
"Then you're saying that you didn't recognize Hawkeye Mihawk at the time?"
"No, Hawkeye Mihawk's old-fashioned black clothes, a big sword, and that ugly coffin ship, I recognized him at first sight." Arlen paused for a moment, then raised his head to meet Sakasugi's fearless gaze. "I want to kill him!" he said resolutely.
The murderous aura in the air solidified, and like boiling lava, Yarlin felt like he was surrounded by a sea of fire, and the air seemed to be melting.
"Interesting!" Sakasugi suddenly grinned. "Tell me, why do you want to kill Hawkeye?"
The murderous aura receded like a tide, and Yarlin saw a smile on the faces of Sakasugi and the other Vice-Admirals. He licked his lips, and murderously shouted: "Not just Hawkeye Mihawk, anyone with the name of Shichibukai should die!"
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