Pirate Throne of Salt

In other words, this was a small island in the North Sea 20 years ago?

No, it stands to reason that people should dream about this place after they have been to a place and have a certain impression of it, but I don’t remember this place at all, let alone 20 years ago...

After listening to the woman's explanation, Matthew felt a little headache. This dream had a strange smell everywhere, and this dream gave Matthew a feeling as if he was being forcibly pulled over.

Matthew felt annoyed by the noisy sounds nearby. He slowly stretched out his hand to turn everything around him into grains of salt, but when his hand was stretched out, the grains of salt were still not there.

"Did the fruit's ability fail in the dream?"

Matthew laughed in a slightly self-deprecating tone: "It's really ridiculous. I sleep to relieve fatigue, not to cause trouble..."

However, since it is in a dream, it seems that I can do anything, right?

"Oh!"

Matthew punched the floor beneath him. Instantly, cracks appeared from under Matthew's fist, and continued to extend, and gradually began to cover the entire hall.

"Kakkaka!"

With a crisp sound, the ground cracked and gravel flew everywhere. The lively crowd just now screamed and fled in all directions. At this time, the guys in suits and ties completely lost the grace and gentlemanliness of the upper class and rushed into the place. The only exit.

Matthew looked at the chaotic crowd and smiled.

"The fruit ability is no longer available, but the fighting instinct, armament color, and knowledge color and domineering energy retained by the body are still there."

"Since it's a dream, let's vent it!"

"Buzz!"

Matthew raised his feet and broke through the crumbling building like a cannonball, arriving on a high platform outside. From this high platform, Matthew could see the entire island, a crescent-shaped, Strange island.

Indeed, as Matthew expected, if this island really existed 20 years ago, it must have been the Golden City 20 years ago, even more prosperous than the Golden City.

At this time, the sky was pitch black, without even a single star. Looking into the distance, you could only see a hint of the coast, and further away was a dark patch. This island looked like it had been abandoned somewhere. It was like a dark corner. Although it was bustling with people on the surface, it was actually completely silent.

Matthew looked down, and saw all kinds of strange buildings standing there. The colorful lights illuminated the place beautifully. Today seemed to be a special day. The passers-by on the street were all smiling. The expressions of excitement, and these people all have one characteristic, that is, they all seem to be very rich.

The clothes that look very expensive at first glance, the gestures that look very expensive at first glance, the necklace that exudes golden light around his neck, and he is holding a woman who looks very expensive at first glance. In short, on the surface, Ma Xiu thinks these guys are quite rich. As for why Barsad, who is also rich, doesn't dress like this, well, I guess it's because he doesn't like it...

Matthew slowly closed his eyes, and the sight color began to gradually extend. This time it was the sight color without the fruit's ability. Although it was weaker, it could still cover the entire island.

"Huh? That breath seems familiar? It seems to be Simon???"

"Whoosh!"

Matthew jumped down from the high platform and quickly ran towards the target, leaving only a black afterimage under the bright light.

That seems to be a church?But why is Simon there?

After a while, Matthew came to a spire-style building. The Gothic style plus a cross made it obvious what the building was used for.

Opening the door of the church, there are believers wearing black clothes inside. The interior of the church is somewhat similar to a general stage. The place where you open the main door is the last row. Further forward, there are steps one after another. At the end of the steps It is a circular stage.

There are no lights inside the church, and all the light inside is illuminated by white candles. The flickering candlelight looks a bit strange in the silent environment.

The guy on the stage is indeed Simon, and his clothes are exactly the same as Simon outside the dream. At this time, Simon is reading his thick book, holding his own black umbrella and talking about something on the stage. The believers looked at him with fanatical eyes.

Simon stood on the stage and looked at the believers under him with his peripheral vision. The dream he had today gave him a great feeling. He liked this feeling of being supported by believers. Although things went against his wishes in reality, he could do it in the dream. So, this dream is a sweet dream, great.

But when Simon's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of an extremely familiar figure, Simon was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Everyone, this ends today's speech. Excuse me, I have something to do..."

Simon closed his umbrella, held his book in his arms, and walked through the fanatical believers towards Matthew.

Slowly, Simon realized that something seemed to be wrong. The audience seemed not to be looking at him just now, because he had already walked off the stage, but the people sitting on the chairs were still looking at the center of the stage with fanatical eyes. It feels like there is someone giving a speech in the center of the stage at this moment.

"Is this really a dream?"

Simon stood blankly in front of Matthew and murmured softly. Obviously, this dream was not quite right. Just like now, the people around him were like fixed background boards... only skins and no souls.

"Simon? Are you coming in too?"

Matthew asked tentatively. In fact, there was no need to test. Matthew already knew that the Simon in front of him was definitely not on this island 20 years ago, but just like himself, he arrived on this island in a dream. This dream , there is a problem, it’s a huge usage problem! ! !

"Captain, what exactly is this place?"

Simon asked slowly after he had recovered. He was really shocked. For such a long time, he thought he was dreaming. It was not until he met Matthew that he realized that this dream was so real...

"Calm down, first of all, rule out one possibility, that is, it is absolutely impossible for us to be transferred somewhere inexplicably. This kind of power does not exist in this world... Even if it is a devil fruit, it will definitely have energy when it is activated. Fluctuation, it is impossible for us not to feel this kind of fluctuation, so at present, there are only two possibilities..."

Matthew sorted out the thoughts in his mind and began to analyze slowly: "Perhaps, now, it is very likely that we are still in a dream, but for some unknown reason, our dreams are connected...or... Another possibility is that we are all pulled into someone’s dream!”

"It's impossible for dreams to be connected, right? Everyone is an independent individual, and their thinking operates differently. There is a chance that two people will have the same dream, but there is absolutely no chance that two living people will appear in the same dream. of people…”

Simon followed Matthew's words: "So, Captain, now, our most likely possibility is the second possibility you mentioned..."

"We were pulled into someone's dream..."

Matthew nodded: "This kind of power, whether it relies on manpower or technology, cannot be realized theoretically, so there is only one last possibility..."

"Devil Fruit!"

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