Traveler in the Pirate World

Marijoa Pangu

The Five Elders calmly looked at the intelligence in their hands. After a long silence, the third one raised his eyes and said, "This sea has become even more chaotic. This will increase the variables of our plan again. It's really a headache!"

"I saw countless lights being lit, but extinguishing is the end of everything. During this period of time, I gradually understood the true intention of Lord Yim. Our plan will not end. The only variable in this world is the unpredictable God who is high above the zenith." Er's expression was much better than before. "Even if our strength has stagnated in the past eight hundred years, the knowledge, technology, and combat experience we have accumulated in these eight hundred years will become the nourishment for our growth now. At the moment of lighting up the Eye of God, we are already one step ahead of the world, and Lord Yim and the twenty sacred archbishops are even ahead of us.

We just need to keep moving towards our goal. When Lord Yimu reaches the throne of God, all the variables from the sea will no longer be variables. "

"The power that overrides everything is far simpler and more brutal than meticulous planning." He put down the documents in his hand, clenched his fists, and the air exploded in his hands. He hadn't experienced the feeling of increased strength in many years.

“Be it the death of the Celestial Dragons or the chaos caused by the major churches, they are all just a minor game. Leave it to them to deal with.” Si still held the long sword in his hand, and the aura of armed color was infecting the blade all the time. The originally colorless aura accumulated in the long sword became more and more terrifying, causing its pitch-black blade to slowly turn into blood red. This long sword that had accompanied him for eight hundred years finally had the possibility of further development.

It has been eight hundred years since his own strength stagnated and he has not produced the first generation of Kitetsu. Now, with his own strength further improved, he can finally move forward with his partner. This may be a rare thing in all these long years that can make him truly happy.

"By the way, I think it's a pity to give up Portgas D. Ace. After all, he is the child who inherited Roger's talent." Five's voice sounded from the corner, "And the fruit he controls is also special to Master Im, isn't it?"

"There's nothing to regret. If he dies in this war, it only proves that he can only go this far. The journey to the throne is always littered with corpses." Er said coldly, "As for the Flame-Flame Fruit? Every mythical beast is special, and every mythical beast with a hidden true name is even more special. But it doesn't mean anything if its will is not inherited."

"Compared to the Flame-Flame Fruit, I'm actually more concerned about the Thunder Fruit that was leaked some time ago. I never thought that the drawings of the Ark Maxim still exist in the world, not to mention that it has already landed on the crescent moon." San walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked up at the huge crescent moon in the sky.

"If it is never awakened, it will always be just an ordinary nature-type devil fruit. If it is never recognized by the will of the fruit, then this power will never be fully exerted. Moreover, the will contained in it will not necessarily stand against us like Nika. This is not something we should worry about." He said calmly.

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If others heard this seemingly ordinary conversation, they would probably have doubts. In this ocean where the history was buried by the World Government, perhaps only a few people could understand what they were saying and the true meaning behind this special branch of the mythical beasts.

Vegapunk, who successfully copied the Blue Dragon form of the Animal-type Fish-Fish Fruit's Mythical Beast, is one of the people who knows the most about Devil Fruits in this ocean.

To this day, the scientific research team still does not know that the fruit thrown away by Vegapunk was actually a success in terms of ability, and the so-called failure specifically refers to a deeper meaning.

For Vegapunk, who understands the true nature of Devil Fruits, artificial Devil Fruit technology is a meaningless research. In terms of simply improving abilities, the bloodline factor technology that can improve combat capabilities in many aspects without any side effects is more valuable.

Unfortunately, all of this is not the research object of Vegapunk now. At this moment, he is staring at the Eye of God in front of him, and the desk behind him is already piled with relevant data and information.

In recent days, he has been studying this power from the gods day and night. Using himself as a reference and combining it with multiple experimental subjects, he has been constantly exploring more intuitive methods to observe elemental forces.

Unfortunately, as an energy that has never appeared in this world before, the elemental force is progressing extremely slowly.

But it was not all in vain, through his own perception of elemental force, Vegapunk's enormous mental strength successfully guided the pure elemental force out from the Eye of God.

The green fluorescence slowly injected into the devil fruit in his hand. The will dormant in the fruit slowly awakened. The twisted patterns flowed strangely and slowly turned into a ball of flesh.

The meat ball grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a growing embryo. The colorful scales wrapped around the tender skin of the beast. Its hair moved in the wind like auspicious clouds. A pair of pink horns grew out from the hair, and beneath its four long hooves were rising clouds of fire.

"嘤... I am the beast king Qilin, who are you?" He let out a whimpering roar in a childish voice and said words that seemed domineering.

Vegapunk ignored the other party's meaning. Cuteness was not worth mentioning in front of the experiment. He ignored the other party's call and carefully picked it up in his hand and examined it seriously.

"Oh... Stupid human, what are you going to do? You should know that the one in front of you is the great Beast King. Put down the knife! This is an intolerable blasphemy. I will sentence you to death... Woo... Cough cough..." A faint flame spewed out of Qilin's mouth, but Vegapunk pinched its mouth mercilessly. The sharp scalpel gently pried off a piece of scale from the opponent's thigh, causing the little guy to burst into tears immediately.

Without any intention of comforting it, Vegapunk placed the scales under a microscope and observed them carefully. "Isn't it really not a flesh and blood life? But it can't be considered a devil fruit either... Maybe it should be considered an elemental life. What a strange energy."

"Bad guy, when I get my strength back I will make you... Ouch... It hurts, you bastard..." The little guy cried and made a fuss, shouting.

What he got in return was Vegapunk's calm gaze. His rational words pierced Qilin's young heart mercilessly, "The Beast King is dead, and you are not the Beast King. Judging from your current performance, his remaining power and will are not in you. The only reason why you think you are the Beast King is because he is your awakener."

"No, I am the Beast King, and the Beast King is me. The Beast King is still alive!" The little Qilin roared angrily, but the sadness in his eyes could not be concealed. "The Beast King is still alive. He is the one who continued an era."

Vegapunk did not pay any more attention to the other party's intention. Even though this will had existed in this world for countless years in ignorance, it was now just a newborn baby. It was meaningless to quarrel with a baby.

All the extraordinary powers in this ocean once originated from the same substance, that is, the ubiquitous PYROBROIN particles.

Different material structures produced by the fusion of PYROBROIN particles with different substances will present different results. Such substances are contained in the bodies of all living things living on this land.

The scattered consciousness of living beings and the pure soul energy combine, and similar wills attract and converge with each other. After a long time, when the soul containing this will grows to a certain extent, it will merge with the PYROBROIN particles in the fruit, and the first devil fruit will be born.

After that, this will will continue to attract the same scattered will to maintain its own long-term existence. At the same time, it also leads to the phenomenon that only one of the same fruit characteristics can exist. This is also the reason why some devil fruits that focus on physical changes can be replicated on the physical level.

When a person or animal eats this fruit, the devil fruit will undergo a new fusion with the living being itself, thus giving birth to a so-called ability user.

Among the original three types of devil fruits, there are no mythical beasts. Each mythical beast is born only because the will and strength of its transformant have reached a certain level, thus leading to the permanent transformation of the devil fruit. This transformation is called secondary awakening.

Such fruits more or less retain a part of the will of the transformed person. A part of the soul that has transformed to a terrifying degree can even have a part of its own will permanently imprinted in it.

As for this kind of fruit that inherits the will of the Transformer, Vegapunk only knows of two. One is the Rubber Fruit deliberately passed down by the Five Elder Stars, and the other is the Thunder Fruit that inherits the will of the First Heavenly King.

The will and power of the Beast King lies in the elephant master who bears endless sins and spends the rest of his long life atonement.

Vegapunk once stood in O'Hara, looking back at the long history of mankind, where he discovered the truth of this world, but like Roger and the Five Elders, they are all waiting.

"This is a game, with the ocean as the chessboard and all living things as chess pieces. Unfortunately, everyone is standing on the chessboard now. It's very interesting, isn't it?" Vegapunk smiled as he looked at the Qilin in front of him. His white palm gently brushed across the other's soft fur, scaring the little guy so much that his body trembled slightly. "As the first elemental life, I'm very curious about how far you can go. I hope you can surprise me."

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Lily, who was standing far above the sea, raised her eyes slightly, her gaze transcending time and space, quietly falling on Qilin, while also glancing at the man named Vegapunk.

"Have the elemental forces begun to truly merge with this world? Perhaps there will be many little ones like this in the future." The faint voice drifted away with the wind. The salty sea breeze blows the sails, pushing the waves. A solitary white jade boat rises and falls in the waves. The golden sunlight reflects the white belly of a huge whale churning out of the sea.

The traveling girl slowly put down the paper and pen in her hand, and drew on it a collapsed city. Huge trees were swallowed up by the ant colony that surged like waves, people fled in terror, and a knight holding a huge sword stood on the fallen palace, shouting and roaring with bloodshot eyes.