Chapter 493: The Shackles of War, the Living Leave
How did Klockdahl find out about the problem?
The first is, of course, the strength shown by Abel, which made him begin to doubt his life a little.
Under the premise that he can't admit that he is too vegetable and too garbage in any case, he can only admit that the other party's strength is very strong, at least not inferior to him.
So would a person with this kind of strength be willing to be an ordinary cadre under Doflamingo?
Klockdahl pushed himself and others, and felt that it was impossible.
So during this time, he planted many hands and began to obtain information about the Don Quixote family.
Although most of it is only superficial information, it is enough to explain a lot.
And the most important thing is that Abel did not show that kind of 'Seven Martial Seas level' strength in front of Doflamingo, or within the Don Quixote family.
He did not report the matter of the historical text to Doflamingo.
That's a lot of fun!
So Klockdahl boldly speculated that this kid's ambition was definitely not small, and he must have some plans to lurk in the Don Quixote family.
Then things are much simpler.
If two careerists calculate each other, they can only lose both.
But if you join forces, it's different.
He can help the other side turn against Doflamingo, and then annex the power of the Don Quixote family.
When the forces of the two sides merge together, and then find the Hades, as he said, you can definitely cross the sea!
When the time comes, he will have the qualifications to wrestle with any force!
And in his opinion, it is impossible for the other party to refuse his kindness.
One is to be an ordinary cadre under Doflamingo, and the other is to sit on an equal footing with him Crocodall, and jointly control such a huge force, and fools know how to choose.
So Klockdahl looked confident.
It's just that he didn't want Doflamingo to realize that something was wrong in advance, so he chose this method to meet Abel.
And what Abel thinks is, such a big piece of cake, Lao Tzu is already in his pocket, why should he share it with you equally?
This is information asymmetry.
Klockdahl thought that Able needed his strength and power, but in reality, Abel didn't need it at all.
He wasn't even interested in his rustling fruit, otherwise, he would never have let go of this sand crocodile last time!
This led to a very embarrassing scene.
"I'm not interested, just join forces, if you're willing to be my little brother, I can consider it."
Abel replied very politely.
Klockdahl's face immediately darkened, "Boy, I advise you to think it through. Such a rare opportunity is not available all the time. ”
"Hehe, a rare opportunity? It may be true to you, but to me, it's simply unappealing. ”
Abel said dismissively.
Now Klockdahl really can't hold back.
The yellow sand around him was already swirling around his body.
It seems that a shot could be made at any time.
And Abel still has that indifferent attitude, mainly because he really doesn't have any thoughts about this sand crocodile.
If the other party is looking for death, he doesn't mind giving him a ride.
Klockdahl suddenly stopped the yellow sand around him, and said with a sneer: "I thought you were a smart guy, but I didn't expect you to be stupid." ”
"You'd better have hidden all the rubbings of the historical text."
"Because I'm now starting to wonder what that guy Doflamingo would have been like if he knew that he had a 'bone-breaker' under him who was not weaker than him?"
"I heard that what this guy hates most is that his family betrays him?"
Abel's face suddenly became very calm, "Do you think this kind of sowing discord is useful?" ”
"It doesn't matter if it's useful or not, as long as Doflamingo doubts you a little more, what you plan has a better chance of failure, since you are so willing to be a dog for others, then it's better to be a dog."
Klockdahl said with a hideous and playful face.
Abel looked at the other party and suddenly smiled, "To be honest, I wasn't interested in your sand fruit, but you managed to help me find a reason to kill you." ”
"Sand crocodile, what gave you the courage to stand here and threaten me?"
War yokes, use!
Shackles of War (Orange) is a one-time consumable item
Description: A strange artifact condensed by the divine power of the god of war.
Effect: After use, both sides will engage in a non-ending duel within the specified boundary, and any means of escape will be ineffective. In the end, the winner can designate whatever the opponent has as a trophy. (The loot range can be knowledge, skills, bloodlines, souls, abilities, and everything that exists)
Abel suddenly pulled out an item from the system's package, and then it immediately turned into two transparent shackles, which were put on Abel and Klocokdal's bodies at a speed that could not be reacted at all.
Then four war stone pillars rose from the four directions of southeast, south, north, and west, and the blood-red light curtain connected into a battlefield almost half the size of a football field.
Only the last alive can come out of here.
"What is this?"
Klockdahl frowned slightly, although he had already used his fastest speed to elementalize, he was still hit by the transparent shackles, but he did not feel anything abnormal.
On the contrary, it was the changes in his surroundings that gave him a bad premonition.
"The Shackles of War, a magical item that will never die as long as it is used, and only the living can leave."
"The last time I let you escape, it's not because of how powerful you are, it's just that I don't want to waste this thing on people like you."
"But since you are looking for your own death, I can only fulfill you."
"Next time you remember to threaten others, don't stand so close, you'll die!"
After using it successfully, in Abel's eyes, Klockdahl was already an out-and-out dead man.
Originally, he wanted to keep this prop for others.
It can only be said to be a small profit to get the other party's rustling fruit.
After all, although this rustling fruit is natural, it has never been within the scope of his needs.
In addition, one thing that Abel didn't think of was actually the magic weapon in his hand.
Perhaps because of the soul binding, when using the War Shackles, he and Baby-5 in the form of a magic weapon were judged to be one.
Maybe this is the justice of two to one!
The sand crocodile's last half of the odds of winning are also completely gone.
Klockdahl's unbelieving transformation into wind and sand attempts to leave the 'barrier', is immediately stopped by a blood-red curtain of light.
Not even a grain of sand can be mixed up!
Klockdahl's face began to become a little ugly, and the biggest confidence he dared to find was that he could come and go freely, confident that the other party would never stop him.
But now it seems that things are going completely beyond his expectations.
(End of chapter)