boyutpedia Chapter 315 The terrifying power of creating something from nothing!
Chapter 315 The terrifying power of creating something from nothing!
Chapter 315 The terrifying power of creating something from nothing!
After several deaths and chases, west Yan led Borsalino and the others to a place far outside Mary Geoise.
And beneath the Red Line... lies the Calm Belt!
"Huff... huff..."
west Yan, who was leaning on a huge rock with his right hand, was breathing heavily and his expression was much paler than before.
Upon seeing this, a complex look flashed in Borsalino's eyes.
He knew that the young man who dared to go to Mary Geoise all by himself had reached the end of his road.
"The last resurrection took four and a half minutes," Saint Somaz grinned, holding a pocket watch. "How long will it take next time?"
At this moment, Somaz laughed unrestrainedly.
"Perhaps he won't be able to resurrect," Saint Chiringom said with a smile.
Having been killed so many times, this guy should have reached his limit, so he felt that the opponent should not be able to revive.
"Then you're wrong!"
Having regained his composure, west Yan said with a cold laugh, "My abilities are far greater than you imagine!!"
To this, Chiringom Saint merely chuckled and said nothing more.
At that moment, Junzi summoned several arrows and wrapped them with his domineering aura.
Then, Junzi coldly said, "Why waste words with him? Kill him!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Junzi launched an attack.
"Whoosh~"
"Whoosh~"
"Whoosh~"
Numerous arrows, imbued with domineering power, relentlessly slammed into west Yan's body!
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
In the blink of an eye, west Yan was turned into a water clock!
"Um?"
Looking at west Yan's appearance, a strange glint flashed in Somaz Saint's eyes.
Is this...? They don't even have the stamina to fight back?
After glancing at west Yan, who had been killed by Jun Zi, Saint Qilingom asked, "Is this guy really dead this time?"
He was killed before he could even fight back... This means he probably didn't have any stamina left!
"Maybe."
Saint Shamlock said, "But to avoid any unforeseen circumstances, let's assess the situation first."
As he spoke, Saint Shamlock glanced at Saint Somaz, signaling him to keep an eye on the time.
Somaz nodded and began to note the time with his pocket watch.
Just then, the sound of a Den Den Mushi came from Shamrock's Holy Arms.
"Pineapple pineapple pineapple~"
"Pineapple pineapple pineapple~"
"Pineapple pineapple pineapple~"
"Um?"
Upon hearing the Den Den Mushi ring, Saint Shamrock frowned subconsciously, clearly not expecting anyone to call him at this time.
After casually taking out the Den Den Mushi, Saint Shamrock said, "I am Saint Shamrock."
"I am Saint Satan."
Upon hearing the voice of one of the Five Elders, Saint Shamrock's brow relaxed, and he asked, "What is it?"
"How's the situation over there?" Saint Satan inquired. "Have you taken down the Blood-Eyed Ninja?"
Because these people have already left Mary Geoise, they cannot use Observation Haki to find out about their situation, so they need to ask.
Upon hearing this, Saint Shamlock glanced at the stabbed west Yan and said, "He was killed by Junzi again, but it's uncertain whether he's truly dead this time."
Although the time it takes for the other party to revive is getting longer and longer, who knows if this guy is really dead?
Therefore, it's not appropriate to draw a direct conclusion about Saint Shamrock.
"Let's observe for a while before making a decision," said Saint Satan.
Saint Shamlock:.....
So that's why this old guy made that call?
Is he a little too idle?
Just as Saint Shamrock was about to say something, Saint Vochuli's voice came through the Den Den Mushi.
"Is Saint Qilingom over there?"
Upon hearing this, Saint Shamlock glanced at Saint Chiringom, who immediately understood and leaned closer, saying, "Yes, I'm here."
"It's good that you're here."
Qilingom Saint: ? ? ?
Upon hearing the other party's words, several question marks appeared above Qilingom Saint's head. What did the other party mean?
"Use your Devil Fruit ability to create a camera and take a picture of the dead Blood-Eyed Ninja," said Saint Vochuli. "We need his photo for the newspaper."
The opponent's Devil Fruit ability allows them to directly extract things from dreams, so creating a camera shouldn't be a problem.
"That's not a problem, but why the rush?" Saint Qilingom asked, somewhat puzzled.
Why not just wait until they kill the Blood-Eyed Ninja and bring him back before taking the photos? Is it really necessary to make a special phone call?
Qilingom Saint didn't quite understand the other party's thoughts.
"Because some changes have occurred," Saint Vocuri said in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people present all changed.
Could it be that this blood-eyed ninja left some kind of backup plan at the Holy Land?
"What happened?" Saint Shamrock asked.
"Just now, we obtained this issue of the newspaper," said Saint Vochuli. "And this issue contains information about the invasion of our holy land by the Blood-Eyed Ninjas!"
Members of the Knights of God: !!!
Upon hearing Sacred Vocuri's words, Sacred Shamlock and the others' pupils shrank to their maximum size.
The battle only happened yesterday, and it's already in the news today?
What exactly is going on?
"Why is this happening?" Saint Qilingom asked, his face grim. "Could it be... that someone told that birdman what happened in the Holy Land yesterday?"
Otherwise, the newspaper wouldn't have been published so quickly!
"It must have been that blood-eyed ninja who delivered the information to the World Economic News," Nasujiro said.
Hearing Nasujiro's words, the expressions on their faces became even more unpleasant.
That jerk is really asking for it!
Borsalino, who had remained silent until now, gave a thoughtful look.
Could it be... that this blood-eyed ninja had already colluded with Morgans?
So, was releasing this news the man's ultimate goal?
Borsalino glanced at the man lying motionless on the ground and fell into deep thought.
"news.
After a moment of silence, Saint Shamrock looked up and said, "So, in order to reduce the impact of this incident, we need to release the news of the Blood-Eyed Ninja's death, right?"
"That's right!"
Nasujiro nodded and said, "This is already the best solution."
By releasing the news that the culprit has been killed, the impact of this incident can be minimized!
"Can't we just get the newspaper back?" Saint Chiringom asked.
"If it were really that easy, would I need to tell you this?" Nasujiro said helplessly.
They certainly wanted to get the newspaper back, but the problem was... it was simply impossible!
Once the newspaper was sent out, that jerk couldn't get the news bird back!
Chiringom Saint:
That seems to be true.
Then he said, "Okay, I understand. Leave it to me."
Creating a camera using the power of a Devil Fruit was not a difficult task for him.
Once the companion is hypnotized, the camera can be retrieved from the dream.
"It's up to you now."
"Kaka~"
After hanging up the phone, Nasujiro turned his gaze to the others and said, "Now we just need to wait for them to come back."
Once they bring the people and photos back, they can send the photos to Morgans via fax telephone, at which point Morgans will be able to publish a newspaper that satisfies them.
At that time, the impact of this matter will be minimized!
"With this newspaper, the impact should be reduced," Satan said.
"Indeed."
"However... those slaves also need to be dealt with," Maz Saint said after a moment's thought. "Otherwise, they might spread rumors that are detrimental to us."
"Of course they must be dealt with!" Saint Pittor said without hesitation. "They must die!"
To become a slave of the Celestial Dragons and still dare to escape... well, you deserve to die!
"Then send men to pursue them immediately," said Saint Vochuli.
After speaking, he beckoned to the guards outside and gave the order to arrest the slaves.
Have the Navy and CP members work together to capture those guys.
"yes!"
Upon receiving the order, the guards turned and left without hesitation.
After watching the other party leave, Satan frowned and asked, "Is the navy able to spare any resources at this time?"
The navy, having just experienced the Marineford War, is now severely weakened.
"What's there that we can't do?" Saint Vochuli said calmly. "Just ignore those lower-class people for now."
Although, because of Whitebeard, more pirates suddenly appeared on this sea, and more and more islands were being conquered,
But... so what?
Is the life of a mere lowly person more important than the face of the Celestial Dragons?
"That's true."
After thinking for a moment, the other four agreed with Sacred Vochuli's statement.
After all, the Celestial Dragons' reputation is the most important thing to them!
"Alright, you can begin."
After handing the pocket watch to Junzi, Saint Somaz looked at Saint Qilingom and said, "I am ready."
Having learned about Giringom's Devil Fruit abilities, he knew exactly how to cooperate with his opponent at this moment.
So they openly and waited for the other party to unleash their abilities.
Kiringom Saint nodded, then activated his Devil Fruit ability without hesitation.
"Deep Sleep Beam!"
"Buzz~"
A pale golden beam of light flew from the hand of Saint Qilingom and landed precisely on Saint Somaz.
The next moment, Somaz Saint felt a terrible drowsiness come over him, and then his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.
"Huff... huff..."
With snot bubbles coming out of his nose, Somaz Saint started snoring, clearly having fallen into a deep sleep.
"That's more like it."
Looking at Saint Somaz, whom he had taken down in an instant, Saint Qilingom revealed a satisfied expression.
Then, he took a fork and approached Saint Somaz, using his ability to materialize Saint Somaz's dream.
"Um?"
Borsalino's eyes flickered with a strange light as he looked at the strange cloud that was rising above Somaz's head.
Is this the dream that Saint Somaz is having right now?
What is Chiringom Saint planning to do?
Just as Borsalino was wondering, Saint Chiringom imbued his power into his arm and then reached out to touch the strange cloud.
Then, Chiringom Saint's hand grabbed the camera in the cloud!
Borsalino: !!!
Borsalino's eyes immediately widened in shock as he watched Giringom Saint use his powers to retrieve a camera from Somaz Saint's dream.
"Is even something like this possible?"
Creating something from nothing?
This is absolutely astonishing!
"Of course, this is not a difficult thing for me," said Saint Chiringom.
Hearing Saint Chiringom's words, Borsalino paused for a moment, then muttered to himself, "No wonder this guy was able to create those nightmare creatures before..."
Those things must have been taken from the nightmare!
As expected of a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit, its power is indeed formidable.
Given enough time, he could create an undead army!
With this in mind, Borsalino fell into deep thought.
At this moment, Saint Kiringom deactivated his Devil Fruit power, waking Saint Somaz from his deep sleep.
*Smack!*
The snot bubble suddenly burst, and Somaz Saint woke up with a shiver.
Once he regained consciousness, he glanced around somewhat dazedly, then, as if remembering something, looked at Saint Qilingom and asked, "All done?"
"nailed it."
Saint Qilingom gestured to Saint Somaz with what he was holding, then turned and walked toward Xiyan.
After arriving at west Yan's side, Qilingomu Sheng set up his camera, intending to take a picture of him.
"I didn't expect you to even know how to handle this," Saint Somaz said with some emotion.
"I know plenty more," said Saint Chiringom.
Although he is a Celestial Dragon and doesn't need to take photos himself, he occasionally tinkers with things that only lower-class people would do, so he gradually learned how to do it.
"Alright, then I'll leave it to you." Saint Somaz nodded.
Then, he turned his gaze to Junzi and asked, "How much time has passed?"
Upon hearing this, Junzi glanced at the pocket watch in his hand and then said, "It's been almost four minutes."
"Four minutes, huh?" Saint Somaz stroked his chin and said, "Based on the previous pattern, this guy should be able to revive in about five minutes."
Hearing what Saint Somaz said, everyone turned their attention to Xiyan.
They were eager to know if the man could be resurrected. "One minute is enough time for me to take a picture," Chiringom Saint muttered.
As he spoke, he set up his camera and then took several photos of west Yan lying on the ground.
After finishing this task, Chiringham Saint took the film roll out of the camera and put it in his pocket, intending to develop the photos when he got back.
"I'm all set here."
After casually tossing the camera aside, Chiringom Saint said, "These few photos are enough."
Saint Shamlock nodded upon hearing this, then turned his gaze to Xiyan and said, "Well then... let's see if this guy is really dead or just faking it!"