Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 951 Resurrection!

Outside, Ark No. 1's medical room.

"Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Kuleha!"

Ain bowed slightly to Kuleha who was walking out of the ward, her eyes red.

Hearing this, Dr. Kuleha stopped and snatched the bottle from her hand.

Gulu...Gulu...

“Hiss…comfortable!”

After drinking for a while, Kuleha burped with satisfaction.

"I have been a doctor for so many years and have seen all kinds of ups and downs. I think there is nothing in this world that can surprise me..."

"I never thought that there would be a day when I would perform surgery on a dead person."

Then, looking at Ain's gloomy expression, she shook her head.

"Forget it. Anyway, I have done what I promised you. As for whether he can survive, that is your business."

All the airships and arks combined can only take away one-fifth of the planet's population, and the proportion of this one-fifth of the population is obviously lower the closer to the Mountain Ancestor.

Unless they can board the ship before the navy takes action.

Kuleha still has deep feelings for the Sakura Kingdom.

As a result, the citizens were given the right to board the ship first in exchange for this.

After saying that, Kuleha glanced at the group of important people gathered outside the ward. She glanced at them without any fear and staggered away with the bottle of wine.

"Who is that person?"

Aokiji couldn't help but cover her nose. The strong smell of alcohol obviously showed that she had not stopped drinking while performing the surgery inside.

Aren't you afraid of medical accidents? !

Uh...it seems like he's not really afraid.

After all, Ron was confirmed to have no brain waves, completely a corpse.

"I don't know. I just remember that when I first took over as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, the Five Elders told me personally that no matter what happened in the Sakura Kingdom, no government personnel were allowed to approach it."

Sora crossed his arms and shook his head.

"Maybe Zero knows something... the one without hair."

After saying the first half of the sentence, the ordinary-looking Masked Zero raised his finger and pointed at himself, confused, so Sora decisively added the second half of the sentence.

"These things are not important. What's important is whether Ron can survive!"

He waved his hand to stop them from discussing further and looked at Kizaru who was sitting on the bench trimming his nails.

"Kizaru, didn't Ron tell you what to do next?"

"Well... I really don't have any."

The tone was still so slow and obscene. Kizaru blew on his nails and replied: "He just asked me to find out that his life card was burned out and then snatch his body from under Im's nose, while trying to keep it as intact as possible."

“He didn’t say the rest.”

"But... there's no need to worry too much."

Having said that, Kizaru looked in the direction where Kuleha left, and his eyes slowly turned cold.

"Dr. Kureha's medical technology is just as advanced as Vegapunk's scientific research capabilities, and is 500 years ahead of the world... If even she can't do it, then no one in this world can do it."

Is there something wrong with Kuleha?

The killing intent in Kizaru's eyes was fleeting and extremely obscure. But there was no weakling present, and everyone saw it all.

Tsuru and Aokiji looked at each other, the latter nodded decisively, and walked towards the storage room where the information brought from the headquarters was stored.

"Hope, I'm just being overthinking!"

He couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Not everyone agrees with their risky plan. After all, it is a gamble with the survival of the entire world.

"Justice" is always a relative thing, they just made the best choice.

But for the four-fifths of the people who have been abandoned, there is no "justice" in doing so.

However, there is no absolute fairness in this world.

The line between all things, that "degree", and the bottom line in everyone's heart are the soil for the survival of "fairness" and "justice".

Just when everyone was thinking different things, suddenly, a powerful electromagnetic shock spread out.

hum! !

The huge ark suddenly came to a standstill, all electrical equipment went on strike, the lights went out, and the civilian area was in chaos.

But He and others were not surprised but happy about this, because only one person possessed this familiar power!

They couldn't help but look towards the ward. Through the glass, they could see the dark figure on the bed slowly standing up.

Bang!
He walked to the door and raised his foot, and the door of the ward was kicked open. The darkness made it impossible to see Ron's specific expression. One could only hear the "creak... creak..." sound made by his neck moving continuously.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

The question, without any emotion, echoed in the corridor.

A group of people breathed a sigh of relief.

"To be precise, he's been dead for three hours!" Kizaru pouted obscenely and teased.

"Only three hours?"

Ron rubbed his shoulders and stretched them to get the blood flowing quickly to every corner of his body.

"I thought it was a long thirty years!"

This statement was regarded as a cold joke by the others, but they did not know that for Ron, it was even more than thirty years.

As he spoke, Ron took the white cloak handed to him by Ain and put it on his shoulders.

"Sorry for making you worry."

"without……"

Aiyin bit her lower lip and shook her head silently, unable to speak.

"Kureha is a bit timid, but she is a doctor after all."

At this time, Ron moved his mouth a few times, and then with a "Pooh" sound, he caught a fingernail-sized, bright blue crystal with his hand.

"It's prismarine!"

He took a deep breath. At the same time, Zefa and the others' eyes were filled with murderous intent and their faces turned dark.

They clearly remembered that Ron was presumed dead after the Dressrosa explosion last time because the seastone powder suppressed his strength and made him unable to recover.

And the effect of prismarine is even stronger than that of seastone!
Rumor has it that Vegapunk wants to use Prismarine to develop a super weapon that can target all fruit ability users!

but……

As Ron said, she is a doctor after all.

Even if he didn't want Ron to survive, he couldn't bear to completely kill him.

Otherwise, this prismarine would not appear so easily in the throat, but would be silently sutured into the gap between the bones.

Without re-dissecting Ron, no matter how hard you try, you can't find the reason.

So…what did Ron think?
Catch or kill?

Zefa and others frowned and looked at him.

Hiss...Buzz!

However, without answering the others' questions, electricity appeared on Ron's palm and he pressed it against the wall.

"It's really dark, bright spots are better."

Through the metal walls, the electric current reshaped the broken metal parts. After a while, the generator started running again, and the Ark airship regained power and stopped falling.

"Wait, Ron you...!"

The lights came on and He breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw Ron clearly, her face was full of disbelief.

It was understandable that Ron didn't fall to the ground with the prismarine in his hand. Everyone present could do it, it was just a matter of time.

But holding the Prismarine in his hand and using the power of the Thunder Fruit at the same time, this was completely beyond imagination!!

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you."

Ron held the prismarine in his hand, and squinted at it against the light.

"It's a little hard to explain. You just need to remember... I'm no longer a fruit ability user."

"So the weakness of the devil fruit itself has no meaning to me anymore. My ability is already superior to seastone and devil fruit!"

Zizizi! !

A sharp electric sound was heard, and He, Kizaru and others could not help but retreat quickly and keep their distance.

Electricity was wrapped around Ron's body, as if a lightning armor was covering his body. This was a very familiar scene and one of Ron's usual moves... But at this moment, those lightning bolts gave them a completely different sense of danger than before!
Unlike the sky blue thunder in the past, the main body of the lightning on Ron's body at this moment was black. In the process of spreading and dissipating, scarlet was revealed in the black, but the scarlet was not pure. The familiar blue and white electric current colors were compressed and tightened in the center of the scarlet like a light bulb, flickering from time to time.

The distribution of black, red, blue and white is about 5:3:1:1, which fills the electric current.

"It's called...what?"

Zefa asked curiously. He could even vaguely feel a unique fluctuation of the domineering color from it. In the center of the black and red mixture, a purple halo flashed from time to time.

Just like its color, it is deep, beautiful, fascinating, yet full of dangerous temptation, deadly coldness, and the tyranny of a king.

And...complete destruction!

Even though it had never demonstrated its destructive power, Zefa believed based on his intuition that he could not resist the tiniest bolt of lightning.

Too dangerous!

If Ron wasn't familiar with him, his body's instinct would have driven him to run away just based on the lightning.

The same goes for the rest of the people.

"What's his name? Does lightning need a name?"

Ron thought about it and grinned: "I was born from destruction, born from civilization, I... am destruction!"

Zefa: “…”

Perish?

It doesn't sound like a personal name.

(End of this chapter)