Chapter 192 Begins Training with Ryuo, on the Island
Chapter 192 Begins Training with Ryuo, on the Island
Chapter 192: Beginning to Train in Ryuo, Various Aspects of Life on the Island
After the trade fair ended, Beehive Island did not erupt in the expected carnival. On the contrary, the island, which was known as a pirate paradise, fell into an almost eerie silence.
The low-level pirates who usually spent their days drinking and causing trouble on the streets had all reduced their range of activity, because they could clearly sense that the "monsters" living in the manor high up seemed to be on the verge of an extremely suppressed explosion.
That was the aura emanating from a top expert breaking through their limitations; the mere occasional release of that pressure was enough to terrify ordinary people.
On the cliff edge of the southern part of the island, Shiki the Golden Lion's floating manor quietly floats in mid-air, with dozens of huge pirate ships anchored on the sea below.
Standing on the terrace, an expensive cigar dangling from his lips, his eyes sharper than a vulture's. With a casual wave of his hand, two golden sword energies did not pierce the sky as usual, but strangely solidified in mid-air before collapsing inward.
"boom!"
A distant, isolated mountain peak, without being directly touched by the sword energy, suddenly emitted a muffled cracking sound from within, and then the entire mountain peak turned into dust.
"Haha, not bad, not bad!"
"This kind of internal force is indeed interesting." Shiki exhaled a puff of smoke, a cruel smile curving his lips. "With this move, even Garp, that guy with the hardest fists, I can shatter his internal organs."
His adjutant behind him nervously handed over new intelligence. Skeeter glanced at it and sneered, "Everyone's training? Newgate must have already made it in, and that crazy woman Lingling will probably be close. As for Brian—"
When Brian was mentioned, Skeeter raised an eyebrow slightly.
He always felt that the young man, who was the same age as him, possessed an unfathomable depth, a depth that could be described as "the essence of all beasts."
His ambitions go far beyond simply keeping a few pets.
"Well, so what? I'm Shiki the Golden Lion! What kind of monsters and demons haven't I seen? I'm the strongest!"
With his kingly aura growing stronger, the Golden Lion, having "made a tough statement," once again entered into the training of Ryuo.
Meanwhile, Charlotte Linlin was curled up in her dessert castle, emitting eerie laughter.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm, this is Ryuo! Mom, I want to master this power too!" Her huge hand gently covered a specially made living Homie.
It was a soldier made of the hardest steel and fragments of souls, but under Lingling's palm, which was wrapped in a domineering purple-black aura, the internal structure emitted a series of ear-piercing cracking sounds.
"Look, Prometheus, this is the power of that old bastard Rocks!" Lingling shoved a huge piece of cream cake into her mouth, her eyes gleaming with extreme greed. "Wouldn't it be wonderful if I could turn this kind of domineering aura into a Homie?"
"Wow, Mom is so amazing, so amazing!" Prometheus responded loudly to his mother's question, keeping the conversation flowing smoothly.
"That's right, that's right, as expected of Mom, oh oh oh!" This is Zeus, the flames on his body are still burning. Facing this huge mother, the others are also afraid, who can blame them for their mother being so unpredictable.
While these top figures were engaged in fierce infighting, on another corner of the island, Captain John and Wang Zhi, two seasoned veterans, were unusually sitting together drinking.
These two guys, who would fight tooth and nail for treasure, were now exchanging their insights about Ryuo.
"John, your sword is too straight; it's not suitable for flowing power," Wang Zhi pointed out, slightly drunk, as he held up a huge wine bottle. "Haki should flow like water, not like smashing rocks. That monster Rocks was strong precisely because he made Haki come alive."
John stroked his beard, a cunning glint in his eyes. "I know. But more than the training, I'm worried about the upcoming operation. Judging from the captain's words, this operation will definitely be large-scale."
"Hmm, I wonder if the World Government and the Navy have noticed anything yet. They should be at least somewhat aware. It all depends on how the captain handles it."
"I should improve my strength as soon as possible. After I learn the Ryuo, my strength will also increase. For the sake of future operations, I need to take it a step further."
"That's true, let's continue the discussion then."
Amidst this atmosphere of everyone preparing for battle, Brian's mansion exudes a unique charm.
Compared to the sweaty, frantically clashing executives, Brian looked more like he was on vacation.
The morning sun shone into Brian's private courtyard, where a soft carpet covered the lawn. Brian lay on a recliner, eyes closed, feeling the warm yet destructive power flowing within him.
The head maid sat to one side, holding a futuristic-looking analyzer. It was something she had pieced together using the island's rare minerals, based on Brian's system principles.
"Master, based on my digital modeling of the Ryuo Notes, I've discovered that the human body undergoes slight wear and tear when subjected to such high-frequency oscillations," the head maid said earnestly, adjusting her glasses.
Brian opened his eyes and smiled: "Waste is inevitable; even the most powerful force cannot avoid it."
"But I can optimize it as much as possible." The head maid pointed to the curve on the screen. "I've developed a loop for the sisters. We can utilize the powerful regenerative abilities after awakening our Zoan-type abilities to convert the internal vibrations caused by the Ryuo Sakura into energy, thereby further enhancing the explosive power of our muscles."
Brian sat up, took the analytical instrument handed to him by the head maid, glanced at it, and exclaimed sincerely, "Number One, you are truly my genius butler. If Locke knew that you had modified his methods like this, he would probably be so angry that he would want to kill someone."
This optimized "Magic Flowing Sakura" is a unique trump card for Brian to deal with, but it's not really a trump card, since it's designed to be suitable for the training of most monster girls, and some refinement would be better.
Just then, the snake girl Lamia silently slid to Brian's side, her slender tail gently wrapping around Brian's ankle.
"Master, according to Leona's reply, she and Agni have successfully returned to the island where the base is located." Lamia's voice had an alluring magnetism as she spoke, bringing freshly cut fruit to Brian's lips.
Brian took a bite of fruit, a serious look flashing in the depths of his eyes.
"Very good. Let them proceed according to plan. Those Devil Fruits, transform them into monster girls in the shortest possible time, and bring them back after they eat the dumplings."
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"War is imminent, we need more strength!!!"
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