Pirate Spring Fruit

"Hey, you guy, what's going on?"

Bellamy clearly remembered that he pressed the head of this third generation into his stomach.

Can the dead still be resurrected?

He couldn't help but feel a little curious. Since there are underworlds and ghosts in this world, the resurrection of the dead does not seem to be something unacceptable.

In this case, let's kill it again and see.

Bellamy smacked the fat pig on the head like a rubber ball.

Brulu III's head "gurgled" and sank into his body like a meatball.

"No!"

The assassin finally couldn't help but jumped out, but just as she jumped into the air, a strong wind passed through the air, penetrated her heart, and knocked her away.

Bellamy snapped his fingers, sat down on the throne, stared at the two corpses, and waited patiently.

"I shouldn't admit my mistake, right?"

The appearance of these two people has changed slightly.

If the breaths weren't so similar, Bellamy wouldn't be inexplicably thinking of resurrecting the dead.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the palace, and it seemed that the army was about to arrive.

It's just an army composed of ordinary people. For Bellamy, no matter how many people come, it's just looking for death.

In his current form, if he stood there and let them fight, they probably wouldn't be able to break through his defense.

In the world of One Piece, the power gap between the strong and the weak hardly resembles a race.

Heavily armed soldiers quickly rushed in from outside the palace with weapons in hand.

But as soon as the soldiers at the front stepped into the palace, a strong wind immediately hit them and knocked them away.

Bellamy sat on the throne, holding his head with one hand, waiting boredly while playing games with these soldiers.

After a long time, the expected scene appeared in front of him.

The king's long-dead body suddenly trembled, and then his head slowly emerged from his stomach.

After his body completely recovered, the fat pig came back to life again.

"It's really possible to be resurrected. What's the principle behind this?"

Bellamy's interest was immediately piqued.

This is the resurrection of the dead!

Brulu III had just recovered from the state of death when he found a familiar look staring at him.

"Help!" The harsh sound of killing pigs rang out again.

But this time, his crotch was also wet.

This guy looked like he was really scared by Bellamy.

"Stop screaming, no one can save you."

Bellamy's interest has been completely piqued by him.

Even if the entire kingdom's army were sent over, it would be impossible to save him.

A small country without the power to protect it is so sad.

Bellamy's military strength alone is stronger than all the people in the Rubnir Kingdom put together.

Therefore, he can take whatever he wants from this country.

This rule is universal no matter in which world it is.

Brulu III obviously didn't understand this truth, so Bellamy had to teach him patiently.

After a small punishment, the fat pig finally did not dare to bark anymore.

"So can we begin?"

"Now, answer my question, why can you be resurrected?"

Brulu III shrank his head tightly, but refused to speak.

"interesting."

This guy doesn't look like a tough guy. Could it be that his punishment was too light?

Bellamy pinched his fingers and ground them into minced meat one by one.

After squeezing with ten fingers, he looked at his toes again, "Should we continue?"

The pain from his fingers to his heart would kill even a truly tough guy.

How could this fat pig have suffered this level of pain? When the second finger was crushed, he wanted to say it.

It's just that Bellamy didn't give him a chance. He didn't start asking questions until this round of punishment was over.

"I said it, I said anything!"

"Please let me go."

"It would have been better if I had just said no. Why do you have to act tough in front of me?"

A pampered fat pig who spends his life wasting food still dares to waste his time.

Bellamy's face suddenly turned ugly, "Explain everything within ten seconds."

Brulu III had actually been organizing the words in his mind, trying to make up a story to fool Bellamy.

It's just that Bellamy didn't give him a chance.

For Bellamy, saying another word to this kind of garbage is a waste of precious life.

Brulu III couldn't bear such terrible pressure, and finally said a strange name, "Devil's Beard, Devil's Beard."

"What is the devil's beard!"

Before Bellamy finished speaking, Brulu III's head exploded without warning.

This scene happened so suddenly that the milky white brain matter almost splashed onto his face.

"who is it!"

Who can escape his sight, penetrate his vigilance and kill people.

Bellamy suddenly jumped up from the throne, but after a long time, there was no movement at all.

His eyes turned to the resurrected assassin.

"Don't look at me, I don't have that ability yet."

"You don't have to ask me, I don't know anything."

The assassin smiled at Bellamy, then took out a dagger and chopped off his head with one blow.

She is a real dead warrior. Once her master dies, she will have no value.

This time, they should be really dead.

Bellamy could feel that this kind of resurrection should have great limitations.

He looked at the corpses of the two people and fell into deep thought, "As soon as I said the name of Devil's Beard, it seemed that some taboo was triggered."

Is it a contract or a curse?

No matter what it was, Bellamy still got some useful information.

"Devil's beard..."

Reciting this strange name silently, he suddenly thought of a legend.

No one knows where Devil Fruits grow, and no one knows how Devil Fruits are harvested.

According to legend, the emergence of Devil Fruit is actually a worldwide cultivation of Gu.

The master of a huge kingdom hopes to harvest the souls of a large number of powerful people.

Therefore, once the Devil Fruit born in an unknown place matures, it will be randomly dropped anywhere in the world.

The lucky ones who eat the devil fruit will easily gain powerful power.

But after their death, their souls are taken away by the creator hidden behind the scenes.

This is just a legend without roots, and Bellamy has always thought it was just an anecdote.

But when something like the Devil's Beard really appeared before his eyes, Bellamy had to guess how true or false this legend was.