The Pirate: The Heir of the Golden Lion

"Huh——" The two of them did not continue to communicate. The sound of hunting wind whistled in their ears, their hair was blown all over the sky, and their clothes were shaking constantly. The strong sense of weightlessness made the beating of the heart become somewhat disordered. The strong wind The pressure was so overwhelming that Derleth almost couldn't open his eyes, but he still forced them open and forced himself to stare. This was also a kind of exercise.

Farmar was very fast. After all, he was overloaded and used five times the acceleration. The two soon saw the small island where they were stationed before. Behind the port of the small island was a town. There was a tavern in the center of the town. It has always been a gathering place for pirates who come and go, and now it is also the residence of the Golden Lion Pirates.

The owner of the tavern is an old man. It is said that this tavern was founded about 15 years ago when he was young and came to this small island which was still a small village. He did not pay much attention to it. Leaks and holes are commonplace. There are no outstanding features compared to other pubs.

But it is said that this boss is an old acquaintance of Golden Lion, and it is the only tavern on this island, so naturally, passing pirates like to come here to drink, and today is no exception. Golden Lion does not mind other people passing by. He was drinking with other pirates. He was sitting with the tavern owner, holding a cigar in his mouth, laughing heartily as they chatted about something.

The foreign pirates were also very discerning and did not cause trouble in the tavern. They got along quite harmoniously with the local residents. The drunken drunkards just lay on the table and took a nap. After all, they were just attacked by flying pirates yesterday. The corpses of the troublemakers that the group solved are still hanging in the port.

"Squeak." The door was pushed open roughly, and Farmar hurried in with Reis, "Jin...cough...Admiral Golden Lion, it's not good!" He was vomiting blood as he spoke, but Farmar was The strong will to hold on is really amazing. After this time, Farmar's ability to control the fruit will be greatly improved.

At the same time, Reis also saw the golden lion for the first time in a 'real' sense, with long golden hair. The color was so pure, like flowing golden sand. Most people with golden hair might be a little exaggerated. , but for this man, the gold-like color seems to just show his domineering power. The somewhat funny rudder on his forehead does not damage him at all. Some people are born to be domineering!

The man who was laughing and chatting with others raised his eyebrows when he saw Farmar and Reis coming in. He was sitting casually with a cigar in his mouth. He was not a tall body, but he exuded an energy that made everyone unable to Ignoring the powerful domineering attitude, as the man raised his eyebrows, the originally noisy hall became silent. Even the arrogant guy was willing to remain silent in front of this man.

A man like a lion, Shiki!

"Farmar, what happened? If I remember correctly, you and this kid went to Puluo Island with Hill, right?" Taking a deep breath of cigarette, Golden Lion Shiji asked the question, "Farmar" Just as Mal was about to answer, he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood. On the contrary, Reis responded quickly, and the pressure of the golden lion didn't seem to cause much interference to him.

"That's it, Admiral, we encountered an ambush from the Blood Hand Pirates. Sir Hill was injured and is no match for the opponent now. We are here to ask for help. Also, Admiral, I suspect this is a premeditated attack. The target of our pirate group may not only be Hill, but there may also be problems with other people. I suspect there is a traitor within us." Reis said quickly, and immediately boldly proposed the theory of a traitor.

"Really?" The golden lion was silent for a moment and took another look at Leis. He still remembered that this kid saved him once, so he also gave him a chance. Now it seems that this kid has a good mind and will. It's not bad to be able to express your opinions clearly and clearly in front of him. "It's so interesting. I just didn't pay attention for a little bit, but I can't help the bug in the secret?"

The golden lion floated. He is a devil fruit user. The ability he holds is called the fluttering fruit. He can eliminate the gravity of himself and other non-living objects through touch, thereby making them levitate and manipulate them to make them float. This is also the principle of his flying into the sky, but this fruit also has a weakness, that is, the things he floats in the air have no gravity and can be freely manipulated by him. Not being affected by gravity means that any gust of wind can Blow them away, which is also the reason why they lost the battle of Etwall. A ship without the control of a golden lion can float in the air at its limit, but it cannot be moved to avoid the storm through the control of the helmsman like at sea.

"Is there danger over Hill? Hey, Giggs, pour a glass of wine for these two heroes. I'll come as soon as I go. I'll leave it to you to defend here first. No problem. After all, I've protected you for 15 years. !" The golden lion turned his head and spoke to the hotel owner.

"Admiral, I can do it. I can still fight. Let me continue fighting with you!" Farmar, who finally regained his breath, said eagerly.

"Hey! Shut up, Farmar, are you looking down on me?" The golden lion's eyes just glared, and Reis, who was beside him, could feel a terrifying aura coming towards him, and his body subconsciously took two steps back. Not to mention Farmar, who is facing the golden lion. It is already good to be able to stand without falling.

"Who do you think I am!" The golden lion blew out a smoke ring, which calmed Farmar, and he floated out directly, looking for the right direction. "Is this Puro Island? We have to hurry up, otherwise I will Important subordinates are gone!”

Farmar wanted to continue chasing, but the tavern owner Giggs held his hand: "Kid, Shiji said, you should all stay here, and you can't help him now." Well, for this man who was most likely a member of the Rocks Pirates 15 years ago, even Farmar is just a brat, let alone Reis.

"Damn it, I'm too weak. If only, if I could be stronger, I could help the admiral!" Farmar punched the table angrily and punched it down. The ten-year-old table was directly knocked down by Farmar. He smashed it, and Farmar froze on the spot.

Giggs glanced lightly: "Pay up!"

"I know, I know!" Farmar instantly flinched.

"By the way, did you just want to become stronger? I have a drink here that can help you become stronger. Do you want to try it?"

"Of course!" Farmar did not hesitate, and Reis on the side also showed emotion.

Giggs still had an indifferent expression. He rummaged through the cabinet and found a bottle of black wine with an ominous smell, then poured it into the quilt and placed it in front of Farmar.

"Hey, be careful!" Farmar was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. Is it possible to put a drink that can help people become stronger so casually?Speaking of which, this glass of wine looks very dangerous!

"No, this is it. The blood of hell is highly poisonous. After drinking it, you will almost 100% die and fall into hell." Giggs introduced lazily. Farmar, who was originally planning to pick up the wine glass and drink it, was frightened. He shuddered and immediately put it back and stayed away: "Hey, you are talking about poison, right?"

"Oh, so you are a brat. How can there be a way to become stronger inexplicably in the world? This cup of hell blood is an enchanted drink that can stimulate the demonic power in the body. After drinking it, there is only a very small chance of surviving. After surviving, At first, the blood of hell is in a state of controlling consciousness, until the user can control its ability to fight, the strengthening effect is also extremely strong, worthy of its high mortality rate."

"Can activating the demonic power in my body help me develop a devil fruit? Speaking of which, has anyone succeeded in narrowly escaping from death?" Farmar raised his glass again.

"No, no one has survived after drinking it. And if you have eaten Devil Fruit, then give up. If you drink it, you will die. And those who have drank the blood of hell can no longer eat Devil Fruit. Although I don't know The principle, but you can think of it as a devil fruit with no side effects. It is made from the genetic skeleton of an ancient creature that cannot be found today, and there are not many existing ones in the world."

"It's so dangerous!" Farmar put down his glass again: "Can't you explain the conditions clearly!"

"Oh, okay, didn't I say it? Let me tell you, the four conditions for taking the blood of hell are: 1. You must have never eaten a devil fruit; 2. You must be mentally prepared to face death; 3. , You must have extraordinary firm willpower, otherwise you will be controlled by it and your body will collapse. In fact, people who drank it survived, but they were controlled by consciousness and then their bodies collapsed and died; 4. It requires some luck, after all Now I haven't seen anyone who didn't die after drinking it." Ziggs said slowly. This drink, no, I should say potion, was obtained from Rocks when he was still in the Rocks Pirates. It is true that what can be exchanged can make people stronger, and with the help of Locks' ability, most of them can survive the sudden death stage, but no one can regain control of the body before the body collapses, so they are also beaten by Locks. It is used as a kamikaze strengthening drug.

"How about it, do you want to drink it?" "No, you think I'm stupid, I've already eaten the devil fruit." "Really, what a pity, what about the little devil over here?" Giggs looked again Reiss, "Hell's blood can also be used as a hair growth water to make your hair grow longer!"

"I don't want it either!" Reis refused without hesitation. Are you kidding me? It's not a good life. Even if he wants to become stronger, he can't just eat a Devil Fruit. Why should he try this so-called blood of hell? , and Reis already has a favorite fruit that can guarantee his safety, and he will not touch this thing.