The night gradually deepened.
The crescent moon was hidden in the clouds like a thief, only appearing from time to time.
In the hotel halfway up the mountain, there were many people squatting in some dark places.
Some of them couldn't hold back anymore.
"The Golden Emperor is in the hotel. Do it!"
"Yes!"
Just as they were about to make a move, in the hotel room.
Klokdal sat by the window, smoking a cigar and blowing out smoke rings. His Kenbunshoku had already covered the hotel, and except for a few particularly powerful ones, he could see almost everything.
"It's time to test you."
"Don't let me down."
Klokdal retracted his gaze and looked at Archino, who was still a little confused, his attitude becoming much gentler.
Archino's reaction had met his initial requirements.
This kid was teachable!
It was worth wasting so much saliva to teach him.
"Ah! Oh! "
Archino came back to his senses, but he was even more dazed than before.
He still hadn't fully digested the team philosophy that Klokdal had expressed. There was a voice in his heart telling him not to believe it, but the more he thought about it, the more it made sense.
Everything the other party said was to his liking.
But ~
Archino fell into a dilemma, as if he had schizophrenia.
But he wasn't completely brainwashed, just confused.
Should he escape?
He could take advantage of this opportunity.
Archino took a deep breath, suppressed his chaotic heart, opened the window, and jumped down.
Klokdal pinched the cigar with one hand, looking as if victory was in his hands.
He wasn't stupid enough to make Archino accept the team philosophy in one go, but this time he wasn't impatient. Instead, he seemed to have found a target.
Even if Archino wanted to escape this time, he wouldn't use force.
He believed that he could convince Archino with the truth. Fighting and forcing him was too violent. Even if he succeeded in the end, Archino wouldn't accept it, which wasn't good for the harmony of the team.
Not to mention, he was Klokdal. He didn't need to use force.
Unless he couldn't help it!
"Kill!"
"Ah!"
"Temperature Fist."
"Shoot, shoot!"
Waves of battle cries broke through the dark night. Blood mixed with screams, adding a touch of pleasant music to the night.
Ajino was like a red-hot soldering iron. His fists and kicks surged with heat waves, blocking all the people who came to attack him.
Klokdal stood in front of the window and could faintly smell the fragrance of meat.
It was wonderful.
In the bedroom, Kaos had already fallen into a light sleep.
Even so, his Kenbonshoku still covered an area of 100 meters. As long as a threatening aura appeared, he would open his eyes immediately, but it was not as powerful and detailed as when he was awake.
Since awakening his Kenbonshoku (Kenbonshoku), Kaos has been constantly releasing his Kenbonshoku (Kenbonshoku) in an attempt to cultivate to Fujitora's level.
At first, when he was tired or sleeping, he couldn't use Kenbonshoku (Observation).
But now, over time, Kaos had already become a habit. It was just that he would release it all day, with varying levels of strength. However, he would still release it every minute and every second.
Don't think that this is easy.
Strictly speaking, Kenbonshoku (Observation) is a kind of mental consumption and a very serious burden.
That's why sometimes when Kaos really rests and sleeps, he will sleep for several days at a time.
Caius understood that there was a need to relax and a need to rush.
At the same time, thousands of meters in the sky, the Goddess of God closed her eyes and stood motionless like a statue.
This also means that Kaos is practicing all the time, whether it is Kenbonshoku (Observation) or Gold-Gold Fruit!
In this situation, it's no longer hard work, it's practice to the death.
It can be expected that when all this becomes a real instinct and habit, Kaos can't not become stronger.
It's a very simple and crude way of practice.
But it's a bit hard on himself.
For B, Kaos can pay any price. It's very cruel.
"Ah ~"
"My hand."
"Help!"
Outside, Ajino killed in all directions and slowly began to stop defending and take the initiative to attack.
It's just that the more he killed, the farther he went.
Klokdal, who was standing by the window, puffed out smoke, his eyes full of playfulness.
Slowly, Ajino gradually disappeared into the night, leaving many pirates looking at each other.
Some pirates began to cheer, thinking that they had scared Ajino away, and then turned to stare at the hotel greedily.
"It seems that I'm still too anxious, not deep enough!"
"It will take a little more time."
Looking at the pirates who surrounded him again, Klokdal flicked the ash, Ajino's action was within his expectations.
Turning into flying sand, Klokdal looked at the pirates in all directions with disdain.
High above, as if he was looking down on ants.
Swastikas flowed behind him, his black fur coat fluttered, and his swept-back hair was meticulously combed!
"It's Klokdal, the king of the desert with a bounty of 560 million berries."
"As long as we kill him, we can catch the Golden Emperor."
"Brothers, let's go!"
Some pirates may have been dazzled by the broken limbs and blood on the ground. They waved their long swords and didn't put Klokdal in their eyes at all.
"Kill!"
"Catch the Golden Emperor."
"The world's greatest wealth."
In the face of the menacing pirate thugs, Klokdal's face didn't change. He landed on the ground and lifted his right foot, his black fur coat fluttering wildly behind him.
"Erosion of Samsara."
The ability of the Sand Sand Fruit was used, and the ground around Klokdal began to dry up and crack, and everything was deprived of life wherever it went.
"Ah!"
"What is this!"
The pirates who rushed forward looked frightened and fell to the ground one by one, and in an instant, they turned into dry corpses.
No one could resist, and in just a few breaths, no one was standing within a hundred meters.
Some pirates who were far away or hadn't rushed in yet all swallowed their saliva and their hair stood up.
"A group of scum!"
Easily clearing a hundred meters, Klokdal was rampant, and he glanced at some of the characters who occupied the high ground, such as the Reapers, who were powerful pirates.
These were smart people.
Not like the ones who rushed in just now, who were completely cannon fodder.
One by one, they were like idiots, and he didn't know where they got the courage to think that they could catch the Golden Emperor.
Wow!
Klokdal turned into flying sand and flew into the sky, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.
He needed to catch Archino and teach him another lesson.
As for the people around the hotel, they were easy for the boss, and Klokdal never cared about them.
What he was most interested in now was teaching Archino.
On the other side, Archino was running quickly, but he didn't know why he was not as happy as he imagined, but he was worried about his gains and losses.
His mind was full of the team's culture that Klokdal talked about!
"Wake up, I can do those goals alone!"
Archino patted his face to wake himself up.
When he came to the port, Archino planned to grab a pirate ship as far away from here as possible!
But ~
A cloud of flying sand condensed in mid-air, Klokdal bit his cigar and looked at Archino blankly.
"Where do you want to escape to?"
Archino's face changed, and he clenched his fists in anger.
"Temperature Fist."
Since he had made a decision, he couldn't regret it!
Archino also had his own pride, and he started the first move.
Klokdal didn't make any extra movements, he clenched his right fist and covered it with Armament Haki, and the second education of love began!
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