I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 237, Section 236: Never mess with a beautiful woman!

The gray mist devoured the cold dew, remaining in a state of near-fusion with itself within the body.

An aura of dominance flowed through the cold dew.

Sensing the unique frequency fluctuations inherent in the Float-Float Fruit's power, they use this power by resonating with it.

The islands flew by quickly, bringing them back into a floating state.

"So this is what floating is, or you could say it's the power to eliminate gravity, and this unique sense of control over objects."

It interacts completely with the cold dew, and it can be said that man and machine are one.

On the last floating island, I stood in a crater, but inside was a hole in the seawater.

It could sense that terrifying sea monsters lived beneath the surface of the water, and could perceive their outlines and appearances.

Each one of them looks so bizarre and unique, their evolution has been far too free.

Moses floated up and stood on the water's surface, his Float-Float Fruit power causing him to float about ten cubic meters of seawater.

Floating on the shore with Mercer, he had a sudden thought and plunged into the sea. The next moment, his body still freely controlled the seawater to separate and reunite.

A slight smile played on his lips. "What does it have to do with me, Messer, that the user of the Float-Float Fruit is Hanlu?"

Just as I had guessed, the cold dew that had been absorbed into my body was not affected by the "PYROBROIN" factor in the seawater.

Devil Fruit powers can only be suppressed when the user has extensive contact with seawater, as the "PYROBROIN" factor present in seawater inhibits the user's ability to use their powers.

But this is contingent on large-scale contact.

So, isn't it enough to just avoid contact?

As he pondered this, gray mist spread, and cold dew appeared in his hand. Mercer's gaze flickered slightly, and seawater floated before him.

Holding Hanlu in his hand, he plunged it into the seawater. The next moment, a large part of Hanlu's Floating Fruit abilities were suppressed.

However, the floating seawater did not fall.

Moses realized that seawater containing the Seastone factor could only suppress the abilities of those with abilities, not strip them of them.

It cannot suppress some basic, passive, and normalized abilities.

For example, a rubber man who fell into the sea but could still stretch his neck out to breathe above the surface.

It seems that "levitation is a basic passive characteristic; as long as the ability user is not rendered unconscious, the ability will not become ineffective."

Mercer then thought, "Hanlu is not a person. Although she has a vague sense of spirit, she is not a living being after all."

This ability seems hard to lose. Did I exploit a bug again?

Hahaha!
Mercer couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Good mood.

With a thought, I opened the light screen panel.

Look at that attribute in the attribute column.

[Special/Lucky]: B-
The A-grade Soul Crystals obtained are consumed.

A unique wave spread through his body; it was the power unique to his own destiny.

Boiling and surging.

An invisible, unique frequency fluctuation rippled and undulated within his body, and Mercer sensed the mystery and profundity of this power.

As time went by, I gradually developed a feeling that my wishes were coming true, as if everything around me was spontaneously becoming more intimate with me in another form.

Luck: B → A
I believe I will be blessed with more good fortune in the future.

I never expected that my first A-grade attribute would be this.

In Moses's opinion, luck is more appealing than charm.

At this point, the benefits gained from the Golden Lion have been largely digested.

I glanced at the sky; it was just beginning to lighten, probably around six in the morning.

The gray fog spread into the seawater inside the crater, swallowing the internal seawater and all the strange beasts within.

They devoured over a dozen C-grade soul crystals, and at the same time, the refined beast flesh essence replenished their own consumption.

Fighting the Golden Lion for almost a whole night must have taken a toll on me.

After all, the entangling slashes of Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki were almost non-stop.

Leaving behind a giant lobster that was tens of meters long, Moses floated towards Hancock and the others.

A few minutes later, Messer flew down from the sky and landed there. At that moment, Shanks was digging a hole with Sakura Ten, which had already reached a considerable size.

Seeing the way Moses came over, Shanks' lips twitched, and he felt envious.

Flying! This guy is getting more and more freakish, I couldn't help but curl my lip:

"I'm going to dig a hole and bury him. Do you have a problem with that?"

Mercer took out a Den Den Mushi, snapped a picture of his upper body, and then gestured for him to do whatever he wanted.

Mihawk walked over with a slight shift in his gaze, but at the same time, Hancock was already in front of Mercer, her hands pressed against Mercer's chest with a worried expression.

"Mercy, are you hurt? Is anything bothering you?"

Moses looked at himself and saw that only his clothes had been turned into strips of cloth; otherwise, he was fine.

He ruffled her hair, looked into her eyes, and smiled.

"Don't worry. I'm fine."

Hancock saw the smile in Moses' eyes, and her beautiful face flushed slightly. She lowered her head and gently bumped Moses' shoulder, her left hand clutching her chest.

"Yes. I'm so glad you're alright. I was worried about you the whole time, after all, that person is the legendary Golden Lion."

Erii, holding Messe's hand, looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with joy:

"Brother, you seem very happy."

Messer looked at the girl, rubbed her head and laughed, "Hmm, my Cold Dew has gained an interesting ability."

Erii blinked: "Is it the Float-Float Fruit ability? Does that mean Hanlu can fly?"

Mercer nodded, and with a thought, Cold Dew flew out from the gray mist vortex on Mercer's body.

They moved nimbly around the three of them.

It finally came to a steady stop in front of the three of them.

Moses' lips curled up.

Pulling the two of them onto the blade of Hanlu, with Mather in the middle, Erii in front, and Hancock behind, the three of them filled the space on the blade. With a thought, Hanlu flew rapidly in all directions.

Slipping backward due to inertia, a cry of surprise escaped Hancock's lips as she quickly grabbed Mercer around the waist.

Erii leaned against Messer's chest, feeling the wind on her face.

Moses' heart stirred slightly, and the wind around him was drawn together and gathered by his Devil Fruit ability, which then converged towards the sword.

Outside the sword, solidified wind formed a huge, frosty sword-shaped outer shell.

It resembles a giant, translucent, three-meter-long sword called Cold Dew.

Sword flying.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Messe breathed in unison with Hancock and Erii, and the power of the Float-Float Fruit flowed through their bodies.

The next instant, a whoosh! sound rang out, and Hanlu transformed into a streak of light, with the three of them standing steadily on the Hanlu sword.

Soaring and gliding freely in the air.

How cool! How dashing! Hancock wrapped her arms tightly around Mercer's waist, feeling the pleasant breeze blowing around her.

"This feeling of flying is very comfortable, I like it very much."

Feeling her back being tightly pressed by a pair of firm, elastic breasts, Mercer laughed and said, "It seems we have the same taste."

I like it too.

Hancock blinked, a hint of joy appearing on her face, and smiled sweetly:

"Of course, we're destined for each other."

Moses chuckled softly.

Erii leaned against Messe's chest, her arms outstretched to the sides, feeling the wind slip through her fingers, a ticklish and comfortable sensation.

"Brother, I like this feeling too."

Shanks, who was digging a grave below, watched the three people flying freely in the sky with a twitching mouth, and threw away the sword in his hand with a dark face.

Mihawk looked on with extreme envy.

If I could ride a night sky and fly, that would be so exhilarating!

Runti and Uta stared intently at the three people in the sky, their lips pursed involuntarily.

Hanafza looked at the three people above, his eyes filled with envy, his lips twitching as he muttered under his breath:
"That guy is really flashy."

Crocodile watched silently, reflecting on Shanks's evasive words earlier, and now, witnessing this scene, he deduced:
"Is it possible to steal someone else's Devil Fruit ability through some means?"

So, this guy knocked me unconscious a few months ago, but spared my life?

He didn't think his Sand-Sand Fruit was useless. Although it was true that water was more restrained towards him, especially in heavy rain.

However, since the ability to dry out was developed, the impact of this environment has become very small.

The reason why natural disasters are called natural disasters is because of their ability to permanently change the climate and environment.

Cold Dew flew over Shanks and the others, and the three of them jumped down from above. Cold Dew, like a little dog, dispersed the wind shell, and floated vertically behind Moses with the sword tip pointing downwards and the hilt located behind his right shoulder.

It's like carrying a sword on your back.

He exudes a cool and handsome vibe.

Runti trotted over, staring longingly at Messer:

"That's not fair, I want to play too."

Mercer smiled, waved his right hand, and Cold Dew floated to his front. Runti jumped onto the sword with a grin, and Cold Dew carried her around him, like a roller coaster.

Before long, another person appeared on the sword. Uta held Runti tightly and laughed happily.

Sensing the direction of the floating island, Crocodile flew towards Ohara and then approached Moses, raising his left hand.

Moses raised an eyebrow. "What, do you want me to forge you a new hook?"

"Messer, I saw that you regenerated the Golden Lion's legs before. I'd like to ask about the cost?"

Crocodile's eyes flickered. "Of course, you'll have to decide what price you want me to pay."

Moses looked at him and said calmly:

"Even close brothers should keep clear accounts. As for any Devil Fruit, given our cooperative relationship, if you don't have it right now, I can let you buy it on credit."

Crocodile nodded. "It's not expensive, I can afford it. Then add one more thing: make me a gold hook."

"What quality do you want? A good scabbard? A great scabbard? But if you want a great scabbard, you'll have to pay an extra ten million Berries. A good scabbard is free."

Crocodile raised an eyebrow: "Couldn't it be something like Yoru's Black Blade?"

“Sure, boss.” Messer smiled immediately: “A standard weapon of a Supreme Grade Sword is 100 million Berries, and a life-life weapon is priced at one Devil Fruit, no bargaining.”

Mercer looked at him with a grin: "Boss, which one do you want?"

Crocodile's lips twitched violently as he thought for a moment: "Do you want a Devil Fruit user?"

Moses raised an eyebrow, glancing at him in surprise, while Crocodile's lips twitched:
"You yourself have never tried to hide it, and don't treat me like an idiot. Anyone who isn't an moron can definitely deduce some information from their conversation."

Mercer smiled and said, "I'm not a human trafficker; I don't do human trafficking."

However, if it's scum from the high seas, then I don't mind.

A hint of mockery flashed in Crocodile's eyes. "Don't you think this is hypocrisy?"

All eyes turned to them.

Moses looked at them and smiled:
"Whether it's hypocrisy or pretense, I'm not a good person, but I generally won't actively kill people who have no ill intentions towards me."

Okay, let's patch it up, except for the scum on the high seas.

He looked at Old Sammer with a meaningful smile and said, "I'm not some kind of murderer who kills everyone he sees, nor do I think that every good thing I see must be mine."

Crocodile's eyes flickered with uncertainty; he knew Moses was referring to that matter.

Moses glanced at him and smiled:

"Now that we've laid our cards on the table and are cooperating, I don't want my partner to be a complete scoundrel with no moral compass."

Because I don't want people nagging me every day.

I don't care about what happened in the past, but from now on, don't lay a hand on ordinary people who haven't caused you any harm.

Crocodile stared at Mercer expressionlessly, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, and after a few seconds, he let out a cold snort:
"I have no interest in those ignorant people."

Moses laughed. Right now, he wasn't as obsessed with the information about Hades that he was "about to obtain" as he would be in the future.

Still relatively sober.

Back in the original timeline, it felt like someone had lowered my intelligence. In the end, I was beaten up and spent several months "studying" in Impel Down before my intelligence regained its high ground.

Everyone's eyes flickered slightly.

Shanks laughed: "It's already good enough that you don't attack ordinary people who have no ill intentions towards you, in this world where everyone's worse!"

Mihawk said calmly, "I don't attack those who have no power or who haven't provoked me."

I will only strike against the strong.

"Oh, and Mercer, could you forge me a cross-shaped dagger? Hmm, the price will be deducted from my share."

Moses glanced at him speechlessly.

Hanafza touched his nose, wondering if the "scumbag" was referring to him, and felt inexplicably embarrassed.

It seems I'm really not one of them.

Brubrubru
Just then, Erii heard the Den Den Mushi ringing on her body and took it out of her skirt pocket.

After connecting.

"grandfather?"

He tilted his head and called out.

The Den Den Mushi's mimicry of a face immediately broke into a happy smile:

"Hahaha, it's Erii! It's me, Grandpa! Where are you now?"

Erii looked at Messer with a questioning gaze and blinked. Messer reached out and took the microphone.

"Grandpa, were you looking for me? You're up so early."

The ruins of Ohara.

A warship was anchored not far from the ships of Moses.

Garp sat in the bar on the Mercer's ship, pouring himself a drink. Hearing Mercer's words, he looked at him with disdain and said:
"Yeah. It's all thanks to you guys. If you all got together, you'd be on par with the top pirate crews in the New World."

"It was too much of a trigger for some people's sensitive nerves, so we were conscripted into the army."

Where are you? When are you coming back? I heard you went to heaven? How can you be so capable?

Moses's lips twitched. He looked around at them and used his Observation Haki to sense their presence.
"It won't be long, maybe an hour or two. From what you're saying, who else came with you?"

Garp glanced at the two people beside him and paused for a moment. "Kuzan has an old buddy of mine. By the way, where's that woman, Kuzan? I need to talk to her."

Mercer's eyes flickered slightly. Were they injured? "They're not nearby. I'll talk to them when I get back."

"Then let's do this for now."

Click!

Garp watched as the Den Den Mushi was disconnected, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Oh dear. That kid actually dared to hang up on you, Grandpa. If I were you, I wouldn't have tolerated it."

Kuzan rested his elbows on the bar, propped his chin on the back of his left hand, and swirled a glass of sherry in his right hand as he spoke with a smile.

"Shut up, you Kuzan brat, do you want a beating?"

Garp glared at him, annoyed.

At this moment, a burly man in his sixties with purple hair clicked his tongue, his face extremely unpleasant, one could even say foul:
"Why does your grandson always hang out with those shady friends? He seems to have a lot of connections with pirates."

Karp's eye twitched, and he glared at him irritably, his lips trembling. A few seconds later:

"It's none of your business. What he does is his business, and I can't control him."

There was a hint of sadness in her voice.

"Oh my, you two are still so energetic. It seems that Professor Zephyr has recovered quite well as well."

Zephyr glared at Kuzan with annoyance: "Shut up. You'd be better off taking care of those Red-Haired Pirates instead."

On the way to the Golden Lion Palace, Shanks looked at Moses with some anxiety:

"How much longer? I wonder if Beckman and the others are alright. How did your grandfather and the others get there?"

Moses said calmly, "Don't worry, there shouldn't be a fight. Their purpose in coming here is to take Hancock and the other three Shichibukai as their own."

It's Kuzan who's here, not that hawkish Akainu.

Shanks's lips twitched. "You talk like you know them so well. What are you doing here?"

"I've never met Akainu, but I'm familiar with Kuzan, and I've also had contact with Kizaru before in Sabaody Archipelago."

But I've heard from my grandfather that Akainu can be quite irritable. "You came here? To look for Shiki's treasure, perhaps?"

"Alright, let's not talk about them anymore. All of Golden Lion's men are here. Grandpa and the others are here too, so let's just dump them all on him."

boom!
Just as I reached the gate, a lead bullet was fired.

Shanks's lips twitched, because the lead bullets were being fired at him.

Feeling very unhappy because he was worried about his companions, he unleashed a torrent of Conqueror's Haki.

Suddenly, a series of heavy thuds came from behind the opposite door.

Sensing a cultivation warehouse not far away, Messer looked at Runti standing on the dew and Erii beside her and smiled:
"The Golden Lion should also have a treasure vault. You two go and look for it. If you run into any fools, just cripple them."

Runti blinked, jumped off Hanlu, ran over and grabbed Erii with a grin, saying:

"Yes, no problem. Treasure hunting is my favorite thing to do."

The Golden Lion must have quite a bit of treasure.

Seeing the two of them run away, Uta froze for a moment, then quickly jumped off Hanlu and chased after them:
"Wait for me, I want to go too."

Shanks opened his mouth, chuckled helplessly, and let her do as she pleased.

Upon entering the cultivation warehouse, one sees a densely packed field of strangely shaped plants, which is IQ. Inside, there is also a blue-haired man with clown makeup and a burly chimpanzee wearing a pink suit.

Holding guns and torches, the guns were aimed at Moses and his group, and the torches were placed above the IQ Flower Field:
"Who are you? I'm warning you, don't take another step. This is the IQ Flower Field, isn't that what you're after?"

He began by introducing himself as Indigo and his gorilla as Scaredo. Then, he proudly began explaining the benefits of IQ and his own worth.

The goal is simply to survive.

Hanafza's eyes burned with intensity. "The Golden Lion is dead. Don't you want to avenge him?"

Glancing at Hancock every now and then, Indigo puffed out his chest and grinned:
"I'm a pirate, and since the captain is dead, then..."

Just then, the gorilla, with hearts in its eyes, drooling, rubbing its hands together, and roaring strangely, looked at Hancock.

With a blank expression on her pretty face, Hancock snorted coldly, made a heart shape with her hands, and shot out heart-shaped, pinkish-red beams of light:

"Sweet and refreshing breeze".

The next second, the light wave passed through the body.

With a snap, the two turned into stone statues.

(End of this chapter)