The blue phantom of the pirate king

soon.

Harut roughly pieced together the character design of Hody Jones from Neptune's mouth.

At the same time, he also noticed his "villain factor" - the heir of the self-proclaimed will of the dragon.

but--

"Things shouldn't be that simple."

Harut thought to himself, "Maybe... there are other messages hidden in it, but...it's not important."

"What matters is what role the Straw Hat Pirates represent in the upcoming events at Murloc Island."

It's not that Harut is a demon-like intelligent character, on the contrary, his intelligence is at the level of ordinary people.

But this does not prevent him from inferring some things under the condition of knowing many things.

Now, it is known that "The Straw Hat Boy is going to destroy Murloc Island" and "The Straw Hat Boy is not a villain".

Again, "Lady Shirley's prophecies will all come true".

Then we can draw a conclusion: The Straw Hat Boy will definitely destroy the Murloc Island in the future, but this destruction is not to completely destroy the Murloc Island, but for the purpose of rebirth.

Since this is the case, then there must be some events in the process, which will make the Straw Hat Boy gain a huge reputation, or make the Straw Hat Boy and the people of Murloc Island have to, or willingly "destroy" the Murlocs island.

"Misunderstanding" is a good entry point.

The people of the Fishman Island misunderstood the Straw Hat Boy, which created a big event, and this big event made the Straw Hat Boy gain a great reputation in the Fishman Island.

Theory pass.

Cleared up the logic.

The next thing is easy to do.

but……

Before that, Harut was brought into the arsenal by King Neptune. At this time, no matter how slow Harut was, he understood what the other party said about the gift.

"arms?"

Harut was a little surprised.

"Correct!"

Neptune's fish body was trapped by a soap bubble, and with the help of the buoyancy of the soap bubble, he easily "swimmed" to the depths of the arsenal.

Harut followed behind him, looking at the various weapons in the arsenal from time to time.

This arsenal is not so much a weapon arsenal as it is a treasure trove of weapons. Compared with conventional weapons, most of the weapons in it are more like decorative treasures. What kind of sword is inlaid with gems, what kind of golden gun, What diamond trident and so on, one can tell that it is an extremely expensive treasure.

Noticing Harut's gaze, Neptune explained with a smile: "Although the Fishman Island is not a big commercial country, let alone a country with rare resources, it has been called the 'only' traffic for hundreds of years. Hub, under such circumstances, even if life is a bit more difficult, there are still many such 'decorations'..."

"after all……"

"Although there are many human traffickers and pirates coveting female murlocs, many of them failed and were caught."

When talking about this, Neptune sighed a little, "It's just... there are too many of them."

There are so many that even if they are "poor people", the "treasures" in their hands are still filled with arsenals.

In a sense, this is not something to be happy about.

After all... Even if the probability of their successful looting is only a few tenths, but hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of times are accumulated, the number of people plundered will be tens of thousands!

You know, this is not a simple quantity, but a family!

To some extent, behind these tens of thousands is the history of blood and tears of tens of thousands of people.

This is just the data on the surface in the past few hundred years.

Harut obviously understood the meaning of Neptune's words, and his eyes sank slightly: "It's really hard work."

"but……"

"These weapons don't seem to have any practical value, do they?"

He is not stupid, since he has already come here, he naturally knows what the "little gift" he is about to receive is.

He is not a hypocritical person. Neptune is also the lord of a country. He is the ruler of a population of 500 million.

Harut didn't object to this either.

only……

"It's time to see if it's suitable or not."

He thought to himself.

indeed.

Harut has not been in this world for a long time.

It's not even five years.

Coupled with his physical talent, he is more inclined to use fists and feet as weapons in addition to martial arts-the "weapon" at the beginning was just gloves.

If the weapon Neptune gave him was not in his hand, he would refuse it no matter what.

"It's natural."

Neptune did not praise these weapons at all, but smiled and said: "These weapons are exquisite and expensive. Although they bear the blood and tears of the Murloc Island, they also bear the responsibility of showing off the country's prestige from another aspect."

Harut frowned, thoughtfully.

"It's just..." Neptune sighed, "Over the years, there have been very few envoys who are willing to visit our country. Most of the time, those who come to visit the arsenal are... well, businessmen."

Neptune shook his head.

A country's treasure house can only be shown to some businessmen in the end, which is too low.

Although he himself doesn't care much about fame and wealth, Fishman Island must care about it.

talking and talking.

The exquisite weapons around gradually decreased.

The decoration is also gradually becoming old, as if traveling through a time tunnel, spanning hundreds of years.

finally.

One big and one small came to an ancient shell, and on the opened shell, a trident about three meters in length was inserted at the moment. At first glance, the material is indeed not as gorgeous as the previous weapons, but this weapon gives people a faint feeling of coldness and sea steam.

"This is……"

Harut's tone couldn't help being a little surprised.

Neptune couldn't help but smile triumphantly: "This trident was made by a famous craftsman on my Murloc Island hundreds of years ago. It is about 290 centimeters long and weighs about 25 kilograms. It's not unusual just looking at the data, but... ..."

He couldn't help but betrayed, tilted his head, and looked at Harut.

Harut also cooperated, and he was a fan for a while: "But what's wrong?"

Neptune nodded with satisfaction: "However, this famous craftsman is not only a weapon craftsman, but also a top master of Murloc Jiu-Jitsu! According to legend, his strength is not inferior to that of Jinbei today. .”

It's not inferior to, which means it's a little worse?

Of course, if the beautification effect of history is added, it may be more than a little bit, right?

Harut thought to himself.

but……

His eyes were firmly glued to the trident.

This trident.

Very special!

Although he didn't know what was going on, he just had such a feeling!

"so……"

"It can be said to be the pinnacle of murloc jujitsu and weapon casting skills. According to legend, it is made of a special deep-sea ore containing PYROBROIN, plus special scales from a super sea king. Well, once it is wielded, if the user uses Murloc Jiu-Jitsu, then its weight and size can be changed, it can be said that in actual combat, this is an extremely terrifying weapon for killing people!"

"Eh!?"

Harut couldn't help being startled.

PYROBROIN ingredients?

Isn't this the composition of Hailou Stone?

Change the weight?size?

this moment.

Harut couldn't help thinking of Yuntie.

seem……

Is this something similar?

Harut thought carefully.

have to say.

The world of One Piece is a "fantasy" world.

Although there is no weird magic here, there are devil fruits and weird things like PYROBROIN ingredients.

But I have to say...

Harut was moved.

Interesting weapon.

Noticing the emotion on Harut's face, Neptune smiled and encouraged, "Come on, try it while you're there."

"Suck--"

Harut took a deep breath, stepped forward, slowly stretched out his hand, and then——

One grasped the trident.

A cold feeling came to my heart all of a sudden, as if, at this moment, he was not holding a metal weapon, but holding...a piece of sea!

laugh! ~~

Subconsciously, Harut's hand shook, and the air lock fist, mermaid jujitsu, and domineering combination were launched. The body of the trident seemed to come alive, and the scales on the halberd "brightened" piece by piece.