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Chapter 152: Transcending Mortality
East Blue, Foosha Village.
The afternoon sun was a bit lazy, filtering through the windows of Makino's tavern and spilling onto the wooden bar.
Blake held a glass of rum with ice, swirling it gently. His gaze seemed to be spacing out, but he was actually focused on the virtual screen visible only to him.
[Congratulations Host. Player Gion has cleared the dungeon. Settling rewards...]
[Congratulations Host. Obtained: Prime Shendu Template (Includes the Power of the Twelve Talismans + Fire Demon Dark Chi Magic)!]
BOOM—!!!
A terrifying heat flow, impossible to describe, instantly exploded within Blake's body!
The power of the Twelve Talismans was no longer borrowed from an external object; it was thoroughly etched into his very genes, becoming an instinctual part of his body!
Not only that.
There was also the vast ocean of Dark Chi Magic knowledge.
How to summon the Shadowkhan, how to use spells, how to sense good and evil...
Blake slowly opened his eyes.
Just now, the power of the twelve talismans, coupled with Shendu's primordial demonic Qi as the Fire Demon, had completely integrated into every single one of his cells.
Unlike the Chakra or Haki he had obtained previously, which required gradual practice, this enhancement was a conceptual grant.
Super strength, invulnerability, astral projection, laser eyes...
These powers fused perfectly with the other energy systems in his body, erupting with an energy that far exceeded Shendu himself.
Extreme Speed.
A speed that, theoretically, had no upper limit.
"Phew..."
Blake gently exhaled a breath. The moment that wisp of air left his body, it actually distorted the atmosphere due to the high temperature.
He set down his glass.
The bottom of the glass tapped against the wooden bar, making a soft clack.
In the exact instant that soft sound was made—
Blake moved.
No, to be accurate, the world stood still in his eyes.
Makino was wiping the other side of the table; the rag was frozen in mid-air, and a droplet of dish soap that had splashed up was suspended in space, refracting the sunlight from the window.
Luffy and Ace were wrestling outside the door. Luffy's face, having been stretched, was frozen in a comical arc, while Ace's fist was mere 0.01 centimeters from the tip of Luffy's nose.
Everything was silent.
This was the world activated by the Rabbit Talisman.
Blake stood up. He generated no wind pressure, nor did he cause a sonic boom.
The divine power of the Rabbit Talisman, after fusing with the other forces in his body, had evolved. It was ultimate speed.
"Let's test it out."
With a thought, Blake vanished from his spot.
There was no afterimage.
Because the speed of light could no longer keep up with his movement trajectory.
The surface of the East Blue sea beneath his feet was like a still, deep blue mirror.
One step, and he was already hundreds of kilometers away.
The power of the Wind God, Barbatos, granted him the instinct to command airflow, allowing him to perceive everything around him with precision even during this superluminal movement.
Reverse Mountain.
The Red Line.
The Grand Line.
In this frozen world, Blake was like a ghost passing through a photograph.
He arrived at Marine Headquarters, Marineford.
In the Fleet Admiral's office, Sengoku had just brought a senbei to his mouth, not yet having time to bite down.
On the sofa nearby, the goat that loved eating documents was frozen mid-chew, its cheeks puffed out.
Blake leisurely walked up to Sengoku, reached out, and took the largest senbei from the bag in Sengoku's hand.
"Got a light?"
He glanced at the unfinished paperwork on Sengoku's desk, casually picked up Sengoku's pen, and drew a simple stick-figure turtle on it.
After doing all this, he turned and left.
Next stop, the Holy Land, Mary Geoise.
The Pangaea Castle, known as the center of world power, was like his own backyard right now.
He stood before the empty Empty Throne for a moment, looking at the weapons stuck in the ground, and shook his head in boredom.
"Boring."
There were no obstacles.
No alarms.
In the face of this speed, Observation Haki was a joke.
Because by the time you predicted the "danger," the danger was already over.
Running at full power, he even felt like he was touching the barrier of time.
If he wanted to, he could even swim upstream and return to a few minutes ago.
"Forget it, that's too broken."
Blake retracted his wandering thoughts.
He turned around.
Crossed the ocean again.
And returned to the tavern in Foosha Village.
He sat back down on the high stool, picked up the senbei he had swiped from Sengoku's hand, and took a crunchy bite.
Crunch.
It was only at this moment.
The gears of time began to turn again.
Clack.
The sound of the glass being set down just moments ago finally propagated through the air.
Makino's rag landed on the table.
From outside the door came Luffy's miserable scream of "Wah!"
Everything was as usual.
No one knew that in this insignificant fraction of an instant, a person had run a lap around the earth and pulled a prank in the Fleet Admiral's office.
Except for... the person who had just returned.
Thump.
A human figure appeared out of thin air on the tavern floor.
Gion stumbled, nearly losing her footing.
Her Justice coat was completely ruined, leaving only a few tattered rags hanging from her shoulders. The shirt underneath was dyed red with blood, revealing large patches of skin wrapped in bandages.
Although she looked wretched to the extreme, her eyes were frighteningly bright.
It was the look of someone who had survived a life-or-death struggle and witnessed the truth of the world.
In her hands, she tightly gripped two dusty gray stones.
"Huff... Huff..."
Gion gulped down the air of the tavern, which carried the scent of alcohol. The feeling of surviving a catastrophe made her feel a bit dazed.
"You're back?"
A lazy voice rang out from the side.
Gion turned her head sharply.
She saw the young, white-haired shopkeeper sitting behind the bar with his legs crossed, holding a senbei from who-knows-where, eating it with relish.
"Boss..."
Gion's voice was a bit hoarse.
She looked down at the runestones in her hand, then looked at Blake.
"Are these... real?"
Even though the system prompt had been very clear, she still didn't dare to believe it.
One million Beri.
For only one million Beri!
Not only had she experienced a magical war worthy of history books, but she had also brought back these mythical-level treasures?
"You can try it."
Blake pointed to the stone in her hand carved with a horse pattern.
"That is the Horse Talisman. It governs healing."
"Hold it, and think about the place you want to heal."
Gion took a deep breath.
She tried to focus her attention on her left arm.
There was a wound there torn open by Shendu's dragon claw. It was deep enough to see bone, and despite simple bandaging, it was still oozing blood, causing agonizing pain.
Hum.
The Horse Talisman glowed faintly with a soft white light.
The next second.
Gion's pupils contracted suddenly.
Itched.
It was the tingling sensation of granulation tissue growing at extreme speed.
She watched helplessly as, beneath the blood-soaked bandage, the originally hideous wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, scabbed over, and then the scab fell off.
In less than three seconds.
The skin there was as smooth as new, without even a scar left behind!
"This..."
Gion was completely dumbfounded.
As a Vice Admiral candidate, she had seen too many colleagues forced to retire or even die miserably due to severe injuries.
On this sea, missing arms and legs was the norm.
Even the best doctors couldn't possibly achieve this level of instant healing!
This wasn't just a treasure.
For her, this was practically immortality.
"The other one is the Rabbit."
Blake spoke slowly and methodically.
"You should have seen its effect in the dungeon."
"Super speed."
Gion's hands, holding the stones, were trembling.
On this sea, speed was an absolute advantage.
And now.
She had obtained two talismans. It was no less than eating two Devil Fruits simultaneously, and ones with absolutely no side effects at that.
"Boss."
Gion took a deep breath and solemnly tucked the two runestones into her inner pocket.
Then, she straightened her body, ignoring her disheveled appearance, and bowed deeply to Blake.
"Thank you."
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