Klockdahl's face was gloomy again, but he didn't refuse immediately.

Loss of sensation?

It is true that as Townsend said, it will not weaken his power, nor will it affect his mind, but thinking about that situation is probably uncomfortable enough.

Klockdahl had conceived of several methods that Townsend would use, such as creating some handles that he would never want to leak, or using the ability of Hailou Stone to control himself at all times, and of course, the simplest and most brutal way to make himself take some kind of poison.

However, Townessen's methods are much stranger than he imagined.

He was a little unsure whether he would be able to accept such conditions.

Or rather, he was weighing whether to accept such a condition and cooperate with Townsend in an attempt to find a way to regain his dominance in the long-term plan, or whether he would not accept such a condition - but in this case, Townsend would never let himself go.

There also seems to be little choice.

Klockdahl had already made a decision in his heart, but he didn't show it, but his face became even more gloomy, and said: "I can't accept this kind of thing, if my feelings are permanently deprived, then what's the point of my pursuit?" ”

"Rest assured, there will be a time limit for deprivation." "I can promise you that after a year, I'll give you back how you feel, of course, if things go well, maybe shorter," Townsend. ”

"A year?" Klockdahl's face looked a little better: "I don't think you should be stupid enough to lie about this kind of thing. You should know the consequences of a complete break with me. ”

"Of course." Tang Sen laughed: "None of us want to see that consequence, do we?" ”

"What should I do?" Klockdahl looked back at the stone box, convinced that the feeling of deprivation that Townsend had something to do with it.

Townsend opened the stone chest, revealing a full pile of Aztec coins.

"It's a curse." "As soon as you take a gold coin out of a stone chest, you're cursed," he said. ”

"That's it?" Klockdahl frowned.

"It's as simple as that." Tang Sen said: "I can also tell you how to lift the curse, just smear your own blood on the gold coins you took and put them back in the stone box. So, don't forget to wipe some blood before taking out the gold coins. ”

"You're surprisingly honest." Klockdahl didn't ask what to do with the gold coin, and it was clear that the key to lifting the curse would definitely be in his own hands.

"So, the effect of the curse is to make me lose my senses?"

"That's just one of the effects of the curse." Tang Sen stroked the Aztec gold coin, although in the last world, after he obtained the potion system, he no longer maintained the state of curse all the time, but I have to say that this thing has indeed made him through a lot of life and death difficulties.

"The biggest effect of the curse is actually immortality."

"Immortal?" Klockdahl frowned.

"He who is cursed in his body will not die." Tang Sen slowly explained: "Whether you are stabbed by a sword, beheaded, or submerged in the sea, burned by flames, as long as you are cursed, you will never die, and you may not even be able to take your life. Of course, I haven't verified this yet. ”

"What kind of curse is this?" Klockdahl stared at the gold coins: "Isn't that a good thing? ”

"You can certainly think that's a good thing." Townsend smiled:

"However, for an ordinary man, it is a terrible thing to be tormented by hunger all the time, and he will be desperate to end this suffering, and the most terrible thing is . He will find that he does not even have the right to die, and can only endure it for endless years. ”

Nicole Robin shuddered.

She could fully imagine that situation, and she could imagine how crazy a person would become if they were really in this cursed state for a long time.

"I don't think Mr. Crocokdal will be bothered by this, though, and I'm sure you're tough enough that you can endure the pain of the curse for a while."

Klockdahl noticed the temporal word used.

He could hear the subtle threat in the words.

If you betray the other person, will "temporary" become "forever"?

He wasn't sure if he could hold it, no, if the curse was really what Townsend said, he wouldn't be able to.

Klocodahl is a person who loves to enjoy.

"One year." He took a deep puff of his cigar and confirmed it to Townsend again.

"Of course." Townsend kindly reminded, "Would you like another cigar?" Or I'll prepare you a big meal? You won't feel it anymore. ”

"No, I don't." Klockdahl let out a puff of smoke and then extinguished the cigar without hesitation: "Just take out a gold coin is enough, right?" ”

"Remember to smear your own blood." The magic in Town's body flowed, and the crushed cigar turned into a knife.

Klockdahl was stunned for a moment.

"Is this also your ability? There are also manipulating the weather, creating illusions, summoning that monster, and even manipulating the Hailou Stone. What exactly are your abilities? Some kind of superhuman devil fruit? ”

Townsend smiled but didn't say a word.

"Forget it." Klockdahl didn't delve into it: "For my current situation, the stronger you are, the better it will be for me." ”

He reached for the Aztec coin, hesitated for a moment when he touched the cold, skull-carved gold coin, and then took it out.

The moment the gold coin left the stone box, he froze.

"Pain. It's gone. ”

He looked down at his chest, the wound from the Hailou stone bullet was still there, and even blood was still flowing, but there was no pain at all.

"Is this a curse? It's not that unbearable. ”

He picked up the knife and slashed it in the palm of his hand.

A wound appeared, but there was still no pain.

He smeared the blood on the gold coin, and threw it at Townsen.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Townsend took the gold coin, looked at the blood on it, and smiled with satisfaction: "Miss Robin, open the cell, Mr. Crocodall has been in it for too long. ”

"By the way, don't worry about your wounds, you now have a very convenient way to heal yourself."

"How?" Klockdahl walked out of his cell.

"Moonlight."

Townsend smiled mysteriously, "Mr. Crocodall, I'm curious right now—"

"Will you like your new image?"

(End of chapter)