In the deep and strange underground lair, in the laboratory where the white coats were swaying, even the air was cold and gloomy. Von Kray and Nicole Robin looked nervously at Yarlin.
Although the man had a gentle smile on his face, the two of them could not feel the slightest bit of warmth. They only felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
"To be honest, I am very surprised to see the two of you here." Yarlin glanced at the pale faces of the two meaningfully, then glanced faintly at Daz Bonis, who was approaching from behind.
"Mr. 2 Von Kray, an ability user with the Fruit of Imitation, a senior member of the Baroque Workshop, and Miss.al Sunday, the mysterious vice president of the Baroque Workshop." Daz Bonis introduced the woman to Yarlin. "She likes to hide in the shadows of the corners. Sha Crocodile's attitude towards her is very strange. I'm sorry, but I don't know much about this vice president."
"Usually, the more the identity is revealed at the end, the more unexpected the surprise." Yarlin's strange polycoria stared at Nicole Robin. His cold and deep gaze seemed to see through her. He snapped his fingers, and the ground cracked open. A stone tablet wrapped in black silk slowly emerged.
"The Poneglyph Stone Tablet!"
Nicole Robin's pupils shrank slightly. Her sharp mind immediately thought of something. "The cracks on the side of the stone tablet from the inside out were deliberately left there. The purpose was to lure the person who discovered it to dig it out and then fall down."
"A strange stone tablet erected in a buried palace, and a strange crack at the foot of the stone tablet. It would definitely attract the attention of the person who came here, wouldn't it?" Yarlin seemed to have seen through Nicole Robin's thoughts. He stroked the surface of the stone tablet with his fingertips and smiled eerily. "To me, there are no secrets buried underground in this desert."
"No wonder there are no traps in the depths of the Palace Tomb. It is because … the traps and dangers have all been removed by the people who came before us." Nicole Robin asked in confusion, "But, why?"
Yarlin stabbed the stone tablet with his fingertips. His fingertips, which could easily crush bones, could not penetrate the stone tablet. There was not even a white mark. His fingertips slid down and traced the characters engraved on the stone tablet. "A tomb buried under Nefertari's palace. Judging from the time, it should be hundreds of years old. Moreover, it is a stone tablet that cannot be broken by any means. There are various unintelligible scribbles engraved on it. This can easily arouse one's curiosity!"
"So you left the stone tablet where it was and purposely left a crack in the ground to lure us here!" Nicole Robin stared at the smiling man in front of her, her heart growing colder by the second.
"Yes, I have always thought that the best way to decipher a secret is not to hide it, but to put it in its original place and wait for the person who knows the secret to come." Yarlin's index finger gently tapped on the stone tablet, making a dull echo. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the two guests. "What I did not expect was that the guests would be senior agents of Baroque's studio. It seems that this is what Crocodile Crocodile wants."
"In that case, I am even more curious!" Yarlin grinned, revealing his neat teeth. "What Crocodile wants must be very valuable, right?"
Nicole Robin was silent, but her mind was spinning fast. "Yarlin's words just now mean that the entire underground of Alabasta has been hollowed out."
A frightening thought floated in the bottom of her heart. Nicole Robin was terrified. It was her first time meeting Yarlin, but the first impression he gave her was more dangerous and strange than Crocodile Crocodile.
"We just accidentally found this tomb palace. It was an accident!" Von Kray replied, thinking that he was clever.
Yarlin's gaze moved away from Nicole Robin. He looked at Von Kray, who was wearing a ballet suit and heavy makeup. His narrowed eyes showed a touch of disgust, and he said in a cold voice, "I have always thought that the value of human existence lies in the smart brain, not a simple body.
Knowledge, memory, logic, and thinking are the most important components of a person's value. If you remove these, then you are actually a walking tool! " Yarlin gently pulled off his white gloves and pointed a finger at Von Kray. "Unfortunately, which category do you think you belong to?"
Although Von Kray did not quite understand the deep meaning of Yarlin's words, he could feel the malice in his words. Von Kray's face suddenly changed, and a chill came from the soles of his feet. He suddenly tiptoed in his ballet shoes and stepped back to distance himself from Yarlin.
Yarlin's index finger melted into circles of black lines, making a hissing sound. It rushed toward Von Kray, making his scalp tingle. It was as if an overwhelming group of snakes had covered his vision.
"Transvestite Boxing, Explosive Swan!"
Von Kray let out a sharp cry and stomped on the ground with the tip of his feet. His entire body was like a dancing swan, and the back of his feet turned into shadows that filled the sky. It was as if countless swans were stabbing at the hunting snakes with their long, sharp beaks.
A muffled sound came from the air, and the black lines fluttered in the wind. They spread out and contracted, and then wrapped around Von Kray's legs like a cobweb. The dense black lines wriggled and pierced into his chest, revealing a dark red color.
"Looks like the result is not what I expected. You belong to the latter category. Since that's the case, I will bestow upon you an even more powerful body to display your value!"
Yarlin said, but his gaze was fixed on Nicole Robin. His cold and terrifying aura made her raise her hand a few times, but in the end, she put it down weakly. She did not dare to act rashly.
"Convert!"
Von Kray's scream came to an abrupt end. Countless black lines surged back, and Yarlin's fingertips reformed. Von Kray's body grew two inches taller, and his slender legs and waist became firm and tight. He casually wiped off the makeup on his face, revealing a cold and sinister face.
"This is?!!!"
Nicole Robin searched through her memories. Among the countless books and knowledge stored in her mind, she had never seen such a strange and frightening scene. She closed her lips tightly, and even the roots of her teeth were trembling slightly.
"I'm very happy. You belong to the former category, right?" Yarlin stroked the thick and heavy stone tablet, and a gentle smile still hung on his face as he said, "I'll have to trouble you to detoxify me. What exactly does this inscription say?"
Nicole Robin met Yarlin's deep eyes, and suppressed the thought of lying in her mind. She opened her mouth with difficulty and said, "This is the stone tablet of the Poneglyph. It mainly hints about Pluto …"
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