The afterglow of the sunset will not be dark.
The sun's afterglow penetrated the clouds, painting Marin Van Dogh with a layer of dark golden light. The two warships slowly sailed out of the port and soon plunged into the falling night.
The waves were surging, the rocks were rugged, and a statue-like figure slowly turned around on the shore. His cold cheeks were like polished by a knife, and a pair of eyes reflected the last afterglow of the setting sun: "Vice-Admiral Yarlin's appointment has been issued, but Sengoku forced him to stay with Garp."
"With Yarlin's ability, if he can stay in the headquarters, he will play a greater role, and he can also replace the vacancy in Dalmatian." Onigumo's face was dissatisfied. Sengoku put Yarlin under Garp's eyes, so it would be difficult for Yarlin to do anything big. His intention was sinister, and it could be said that he was openly taking revenge.
"Sengoku originally planned to transfer Yarlin to Impel Down. Impel Down is very important and holds serious criminals, but for the Marine generals stationed there, it is also another form of imprisonment." Vice-Admiral Weasel raised his eyebrows and added with a sneer: "I heard that Garp offered to return to East Blue, and because Yarlin is also from East Blue, so he took him with him."
"On the one hand, it's supervision, and on the other hand, it's not without contact. Our Marine hero is really a loyal dog domesticated by Sengoku." The "X" scar on Doberman's face became more and more ferocious. He looked at Sakasugi and asked suspiciously: "Why did you agree with Sengoku's proposal?"
Sakasugi's face didn't show much emotion. He said in a deep voice: "Sengoku is still sitting in the position of the Fleet Admiral, and I have to let him vent his anger so that I can take over the power from him more smoothly. Moreover, Yarlin is indeed very capable, but he climbed too fast. Let Sengoku suppress and sharpen him, so that I can use him better."
The curtain of night gradually dispersed the last trace of afterglow, and the sea surface sank into deep darkness. The whistling sea breeze blew the seagull flag, making it flutter.
Dressed in his military uniform, Yarlin leaned against the side of the mast, with the cloak of Justice behind him. His eyes narrowed into slits as he looked at the unfriendly Garp. A deep smile appeared on his face. "I'll have to trouble Lieutenant General Garp to escort me along the way. As soon as we arrive at the East Sea, I promise you will immediately see your grandson."
"Oh, other than the missing ear, the other parts are all intact." Yarlin knew what Garp was worried about, so he very considerately added.
Garp's expression was cold as he suppressed the cold killing intent in his chest.
Yarlin rubbed the cross between his eyebrows. In his heart, he had already sentenced Garp to death. He turned and walked into the captain's room. He was now a commander without an army. The elites on the two warships were all personally groomed by Garp. The only person he could order was Koshiro.
The slightly cramped captain's room.
Koshiro was guarding the door. Yarlin raised his hand and pulled at the air casually. A strange and gloomy black door emerged from the crack, and behind it seemed to be dragging the deep darkness of nothingness.
He reached out and touched the edge of the door frame. The strange tree pattern on the door seemed to have become a little clearer. The dried veins seemed to have sucked human blood. The floating eye near the center seemed to have slightly opened a slit. It was a very thin slit, but there was a faint evil halo of red and black reflected through it.
The tree and the eye were the hints given by the door, and now the pattern on the door finally changed. Yarlin's mouth curved up. His gaze moved up from the pattern on the door, and his eyeballs stuck to the peephole to peek at the other world behind the door.
The gloomy and vicious cold air seeped into his eyeballs through the peephole, and a terrifying and strange death aura instantly invaded his body. His body temperature dropped. The black threads in the eyeballs strangely rotated into a vortex, as if there was another huge horror resisting the evil behind the door, and peeking in with Yarlin.
If it was not for the symbiosis of the broodmother, the eyeballs would have been frozen and shattered the moment they stuck to the peephole.
The ratio of the flow of time in the two worlds was different. About a month had passed on Yarlin's side, but seven months had quietly passed in the world behind the door.
Unsurprisingly, it was still the same gloomy background color.
The sky was like a thick piece of lead, pressing down inch by inch to the ground. The clouds were like dark chains that moved back and forth, as if there was an invisible hand fiddling with them. Dazzling lightning snakes were faintly discernible among them.
Boom! Boom! Rain poured down from the sky. A lightning pillar as thick as a water snake let out a sharp whistling sound as it shot towards the ant-like figure below, trying to swallow it whole.
The ground was blown up like a piece of tofu. Orochimaru sneered, his body was like a strange water snake slithering on the ground. He suddenly raised his upper body, his mouth opened to the side of his ears, and his scarlet tongue stuck out, a wet and greasy blade wrapped around the tongue, and stabbed towards Kakashi, who had opened his Sharingan.
"You're really a ghost, hanging behind my ass like a bug, don't you feel tired?"
The gloomy voice echoed in the woods.
"Hand over the Hokage's body." Kakashi's eyes were wide open, and the madly rotating Sharingan seemed to overflow with tears of blood. Obviously, maintaining the operation of the Sharingan was not a small burden on his body.
"The body is not in my hands!"
Orochimaru sneered, and his eyes swept over Konoha's pursuers, and then fell on the two apostles in black robes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sarutobi Sensei's body was taken by them!"
Unlike the original time and space, because of Gana's "corpse", Konoha's pursuers were not only Jiraiya and Uzumaki Naruto, but also Kakashi, who was rescued by the medical team, and Maito Gai, who was transplanted with a puppet-like mechanical arm.
Of course, Konoha's Princess Tsunade, who agreed to take over the position of the Fifth Hokage, and her follower Shizune, all surrounded Orochimaru and the two apostles in the middle, murderously staring at them.
The crackling sound of the air was like a giant axe rushing towards Smoker's face. The high-speed spinning kick fiercely smashed into Smoker's head. With a bang, Smoker's head exploded, revealing his cracked neck. Strangely, not a single drop of blood splashed out.
"What an annoying bug!"
Black mist gushed out, and Smoker's figure suddenly appeared behind Maito Gai, and his cold voice contained a trace of impatience: "I don't have the patience to continue this farce."
"If we drag it on for too long, Yarlin will doubt our ability." Gana's three eyes swept over Konoha's pursuers at the same time, and finally fixed on Orochimaru, and said in a cruel and violent tone: "Orochimaru, you are consuming our little patience …"
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