As the earliest undead to appear under Loya, Klokdahl has always been Loya's henchman. Not just because of his loyalty, but also because of his personal abilities.

In terms of strategy, you can formulate a big plan such as making the Seven Martial Seas a national hero and then stealing the country.

On co-ordination, the first half of the frightening "B· The Baroque Society, and before the advent of Ulysses and Simon, he and Jones were in charge of all the affairs of Turtle Island, and often had the upper hand.

In terms of combat effectiveness, although he was evaluated as the "weakest Seven Martial Seas" by the good deeds when he was alive, after becoming an undead and regaining control of the Rustling Fruit, Klockdahl has reached the level of a general.

Such an all-rounder, it is impossible for Luo Ya not to pay attention to it!

Luo Ya was not simply appeasing him, Klockdal had a very high fighting talent, otherwise he would not have been able to develop the move called "Death Yellow Sand-Heaven and Earth Colossus", and he would be undefeated with the Four Emperors Kaido. In fact, in the final analysis, this move is the simplest elementalization of natural ability!

However, Klockdahl relied on the advantage of his undead's infinite physical ability to create a bit of a large elementalized body...... Very big!

How big is it?

Let's put it this way, the Yellow Sand Giant who was scattered countless times by Kaido is actually less than one-tenth of the entire body behind the Colossus of Heaven and Earth! It is a target deliberately left to attract the enemy's attention and firepower!

And Klockdahl's true body has long been dispersed into countless grains of sand, floating in the air, and the area is so large that it can even enclose the entire Turtle Island! From the perspective of human beings, it is impossible to tell what this flying yellow sand is!

Only by standing high in the air and descending will you faintly find a gigantic Klockdahl, standing there.

A living person would never be able to do that! Because this is beyond the limits of the word "creature...... Only undead bodies that have no physical limitations and are already dead can be used and cast.

This move of fusing his undead body with the elementalization of nature was even praised by Luo Ya when he saw it. If it weren't for Kaido's original use of the BUG-level emptying punch, Klockdahl would probably have been able to drag him out until his physical strength was exhausted, adding another stroke to Kaido's undead defeat.

But that's about it. Due to innate factors, Klockdahl has been trapped in this realm, and although he has been working hard to cultivate and improve himself, he is still a little bit behind, and the full level is far away.

For this "point", Loya can't give him any help. This time, he doesn't have to fool around with TV words like Moku Town, but he really has to rely on himself.

Still, Loya gave him a direction to think about: "...... After Ulysses broke through, he applied magic to the power of his own blood, and by manipulating the blood of others to intervene in his thinking, he derived the ability of illusion. You may be able to be like him, no longer limited to your own natural rustling fruit, and develop a different kind of power. ”

Hearing this, Klockdahl walked away thoughtfully, not knowing what new things would come out.

Luo Ya came to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the Hades that were gradually taking shape in front of him, and took a deep breath.

"After the nuclear proliferation program is completed, it is time to turn the other cheek with Dorag...... The world government does need to be reforged, but it must be in the hands of someone I can trust! ”

The butt determines the head, and it is very natural that a person will change his mind according to his status.

When they hold the supreme authority in their hands, face the admiration and fear of all the peoples, and obtain the innumerable wealth, who can guarantee that they will not forget their original intentions?

Loya himself can't guarantee to do this, but he trusts his own vision more than he leaves the decision to outsiders.

......

The Great Voyage, the New World, the Celtic Isle

It is an island ruled by the "Four Emperors" red-haired Shanks. Like other islands with the Shanks flag, it's a great place to have a banquet!

This is an island in the New World known for its hot springs of ice and fire, and it was originally a winter island covered with thick snow all year round, but one day a volcanic eruption on the island broke through the thick ice at the top of the mountain.

By chance, the melted snow water passed through the village at the foot of the mountain with a hot steam. The hot but icy water gave the inhabitants of Celtic a new way to make money.

The legend that you can live a long life by soaking in ice and fire hot springs is of course false, otherwise Celtic Island would have been conquered by pirates or the world government. But that doesn't stop it from attracting a large number of visitors with its unique charm and novel experiences.

Even on the dangerous waters of the New World, countless people come here every year to soak in the legendary hot springs that prolong life.

Carol had arrived on the island ten days earlier, and he wasn't a real Vegapunk and didn't have to worry about being discovered at all times. Every time I go out and look around with a different face, no one can notice anything abnormal. Appearing in the form of a begapunk once in a while can also focus most of Silla's attention and buy time for the plan of the [Silenced] Army.

At this moment, Carol had just gone out for a walk in the appearance of a begapunk, and after returning to the hotel, he changed back to the appearance of a plain uncle and came to the hotel's own open-air hot spring.

Soaking in it, the boiling hot spring water made him hold his breath, and suddenly a piece of ice that had not completely dissolved floated from his belly, and the thrill of ice and fire made Carol gasp heavily.

"Ah~ comfortable!"

It's not that he's stagnant because he's greedy for pleasure, but that the annual Volcano Festival is about to take place on the island of Celtic recently, and there are no merchant ships that will leave at this good time to make money. After all, it was not easy for ordinary people to go to sea in the new world and arrive alive once, so they were forced to stay.

After soaking in the hot springs, Carol returned to her room and took out a book to look through.

A journalist who likes to travel, this is the identity that Carol made up for the face she is wearing now. Time passed slowly, and it was about eleven o'clock in the night when Carol closed the book and prepared to pull the lamp to sleep.

But......

"The world government has noticed you, after all, a stranger walks out of the hotel every day, and the boss can't be suspicious......"

The fluttering female voice echoed through the cabin, and Carol immediately tensed up, reaching out to let the dagger slip out of her sleeve.

"Who's there?!"

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a spy of the World Government......" With this voice, a cloud of shadows on the ground slowly gathered together. Carol thought it was a group of shadows, but the gathered shadows slowly stood up!

This strange image made Carol gasp and stab him with a dagger.

If you say no, it's not? How would a good guy break in like this?

Burst!

However, there was no expected response from the blade stabbing into the muscles, and the figure cleared a circle from it, allowing the dagger to pass through. A shadow dripped on Carol's hand, and then climbed up his arm.

"It's ...... Bugger? You're Betsy of the Beast Pirates! ”

Carol recognized the other, but before he could finish, a pain came from his arm. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

By moonlight, Betsy stepped out of the shadows. Glancing at Carol, who was lying on the ground but was very conscious, she took out the phone bug and said.

"Forget it, I just turned him upside down...... How's it going over there? The enemy is coming ......"

Rumble!

A brilliant spark exploded in the distant harbor, and holding the empty giant keg, "drunkard" Jot burped and asked, "Huh?" What did you say? ”

Betsy: "...... Nothing, I've found him, ready to retreat! ”

"Understood!"