Chapter 89 Trading
Oberoo stroked the soul of darkness with his hands, and shook his head slightly as he watched the soul body scurrying around with its head in its arms.

It stopped after more than ten seconds, and its originally blurred soul body became even more blurred after being burned.

"It shouldn't be, what is it in his hand that he has overwhelming restraint on me, what is going on!" The more Vegapunk thought about it, the more he couldn't understand it.

In Oberoi's eyes, his state was just circling in situ.

"Hey! I said Vegapunk, as you who ate this top fruit, is the only one capable of this? If so, then I can only let my baby devour you!"

After speaking, he raised the dark soul in Yang's hand.

Hearing Oberoi's rambunctious words, the spirit body stopped, shook slowly, and then changed the topic.

"I already have a general understanding of your strength, which is very different from the information I got. Could it be that you are hiding your strength or looking down on me, but forget it, since you have said such things Then I'm too embarrassed to put on a show in front of you!"

As soon as the words fell, the originally vague air mass instantly solidified. The difference between the two is like the difference between a mud wall and a cement wall. After solidifying, it gradually changed into a body, and it was no longer a mass. out of gas.

call out! !

The moment it condensed into a solid body, Obero quickly threw the Soul of Darkness at it.

hum...

The moment he came into contact with Dark Soul, an invisible wave rippled instantly, and then Vegapunk and Dark Soul were entwined like twists, spinning rapidly, and after spinning for more than 10 minutes , suddenly separated.

When they separated, Vegapunk, which was originally a cohesive entity, became blurred again.

Whoosh!
When the Dark Soul returned to his hand, Oberoo raised a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the contest just now, his dark soul was completely dominant.

Whoosh!Obero waved his hand, and the Dark Soul quickly flew up, and then he heard Obero's hearty voice.

"Dark Soul Derivative Technique Black Flame Prison!"

shhhhhh...

Silk threads as thin as embroidery needles flew out from Soul of Darkness, and within a short while, the entire hall was covered with black and thin "needles and threads", and finally these needles and threads buzzed and burned and emitted black flame.

And at the moment when the black flames emerged, the upper and lower layers of needlework were slowly closed, giving people a feeling similar to Doflamingo's birdcage.

"These flames hurt me too much, and they must not be approached. I have to find a way to get out of here." Vegapunk, who condensed into a solid body, thought to himself.

In just a few breaths, he thought of a method, but he himself didn't know if this method would work!
The entity instantly disintegrated and turned into pieces of silk-like smoke. When the smoke was about to float towards the top of the head, there was a chirping sound. From no one knows when, those black silk threads entangled itself.

"How could this be able to entangle me in this state? Even Mr. Im can't help it. What is this thing? It's so weird!"

Oberok didn't know what Vegapunk was thinking, so he snapped his fingers directly, and the black flames on these black silk threads gradually rose, burning to pieces of soul smoke in just a few seconds.

"what!!!"

Vegapunk immediately screamed as he struggled with the pain from his soul.

The struggle was only for a short while, but the screaming lasted for more than a quarter of an hour before it gradually disappeared. At this time, Vegapunk in the soul body had returned to the original blurred state, no, it should be even worse than when it was blurred. A more ambiguous state.

"I...I want...to make...a deal with you!" Vegapunk said weakly.

Hearing these words, Obero pointed to the black silk threads and black flames that were entangled and attached to his soul body and gradually receded.

"Oh? I'm not talking about you. Vegapunk has reached this point. What capital do you think you have to make a deal with me? As long as I want to kill you, I can immediately swallow you with my dark soul You!" Oberoi said in a sarcastic tone.

The weak Vegapunk soul body shook a few times, and slowly solidified some weak explanations: "I said... this deal, as long as we can... cooperate, it will be good for you and me, but you Don't be in a hurry to deny my... deal, first listen to what I have to say, and then make a decision, how about it!?"

Oberoo pretended to touch his chin to signal him to continue talking.

"I know Lord Im's plan, as long as Lord Im completes this plan, then no one will be his opponent, including you and Nathan of course, and I and the other nine have eaten All those capable of the original devil fruit will die in his hands!"

Hearing that Oberoo's eyes flashed, this time he was no longer pretending, but after pondering for a while, he asked, "Really? I can trust you, but you have to tell him about his plan." come out!"

Vegapunk in the soul state shook his head and said: "Although I don't know what his real plan is, if you let me go, I will be your informant to help you find out information!"

"Hehe! I said you're out of your mind, right? Is this considered a deal? Besides, even if I let you be my informant, what if you betray me!?" Oberoo said angrily.

Vegapunk shook his head slowly, and then something like a remote control fell out of nowhere with a snap. When Obero saw this thing, Vegapunk said again.

"This is the explosive activation device in this castle. If I betray me at that time, you can directly use the black thing in your hand to devour me, and you can also press that switch to kill Lord Im!"

Oberoo looked at the remote control that fell on the ground, sent it to him with a move of natural energy, then flipped through it a few times and said in disdain.

"Hehe! Detonate! Kill! Do you think you can kill Im with something like explosives?"

Seeing Oberoo's expression, Vegapunk explained calmly: "Do you think there is only a little bit of explosives? Let me tell you, I have filled this entire building with explosives. If I want to If so, I can detonate it at any time and die with Master Im, but I can't, because...!" Speaking of this, the tone paused, as if thinking of something, and then said after a few seconds of silence.

"How about it? Do you accept my deal? If you accept it, I will give you the remote control. If you don't accept it, then I will immediately release the strongest soul power, detonate the buried bomb and die with you , don’t think I’m scaremongering, I’ll do what I say!!”

After hearing these words, Obero cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn, you old bastard, you old bastard, although I have systematic help, I don't want to just die aggrieved like this, forget it, wait until then I'll clean you up again!"

After thinking about it secretly, a haze flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded, expressing his agreement to the deal.

Seeing that Obero agreed, Vegapunk was relieved at the same time. Originally, he didn't want to make a deal with Obero, but the situation threatened his life and he couldn't help it.

"Since you have agreed to my deal, you can let me go!" Vegapunk asked cautiously.

Obero nodded and waved his hand, all the black threads spreading from Dark Soul disappeared. Seeing this scene, Vegapunk heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly floated away.

The body on the fourth floor, which was limp on the ground, suddenly stood up, and then he straightened his clothes and let out a long sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)

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