I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 270, Page 269: Rules!

"Hey! Kid, become my right hand."

You are very strong. If you and I join forces, we can definitely rule this world.

Kaido extended his right hand to Messe, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Moses looked at him indifferently:
"First, I have no interest in ruling; second, I will not become anyone's subordinate; and third, it's not evening yet."

Kaido's eyelids drooped.

After a brief silence.

They made a sound to test the waters again.

"So you're saying you want to be my enemy? You want to compete with me for the one and only Pirate King's throne?"

Mercer looked at him calmly, a smile playing on her lips.

Kaido's expression turned cold.

Just as he was about to speak, Moses chuckled and shook his head:
"One Piece? You're kidding me. You need to understand that I'm not even a pirate."

At that moment, Kaido realized that the guy in front of him truly disdained the title of Pirate King; he looked down on it.

Anger surged within him; the thing he had coveted and longed for was being disregarded by others.

Suddenly, he stood up, pulled out the spiked club Bazhaijie from behind him, gripped it with both hands, and swung it down at Messer while black and red arcs of electricity crackled around it.

at the same time,

Mercer, holding the same black and red arcs of electricity wrapped around his hands, rose up and slashed out.

The two men swung their weapons at each other.

Boom!

Black and red arcs of electricity spread out from the ripples in the air, and cracks appeared beneath their feet.

The spiked club and the longsword did not collide.

There was still a fist's distance between them.

Dark clouds rolled in and gathered in the sky, splitting a deep chasm in the middle.

Kaido's lips curled into a ferocious grin. "Ororororo, come and fight!"

The two of them stepped back simultaneously in the next instant.

As soon as his foot touched the ground, he smashed the ground again and charged towards his opponent.

The shadows of sticks and the gleam of swords rose and fell in succession.

A muffled rumble of thunder echoed.

With a single sword stroke, he deflected Kaido's spiked club.

Mercer's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, his domineering energy surging and undulating on the sword, and he slashed!
A sword strike from top to bottom.

Pfft!

A gruesome bloodstain appeared on his chest.

But he paid no attention to his wound, and the next second, the whistling club fell down on his head.

A swift upward slash.

clang!
Air ripples spread.

Moses stepped back, and Kaido, now in his half-beast form, charged forward, his spiked club leaving afterimages that enveloped Moses' entire body.

Each sword strike was delivered with pinpoint accuracy.

Their strength, speed, physical reaction, and intensity are in no way inferior to his.

No, it only made her seem more at ease.

With his spiritual vision, he could see through every attack; with his Observation Haki, he could anticipate the attacks in advance; and with powerful and heavy strikes, he unleashed one after another.

From the outside, it appeared to be a close contest, with neither side having any equal strength. As time passed, the slashes on his chest healed on their own.

Mercer and his figure moved swiftly around, their terrifying attacks reducing the surrounding buildings to rubble.

Neither of them used any special abilities; Kaido simply enhanced his physical attributes and regenerative abilities through his half-beast transformation.

Another half day passed.

Kaido still couldn't find any chance of winning; Mather was impeccable in every aspect.

Clang!
The weapons clashed violently once again.

The two stood apart.

Mercer looked at him indifferently, "You've vented enough, haven't you?"

Kaido's lips twitched, and he looked at Moses with extreme displeasure. "With such power, you shouldn't be playing house like Whitebeard."

"Conquering the world together is the right path, aren't you going to help me?"

Mercer's eyelids drooped, a smile played at the corners of her lips, and her gaze turned to him with an inscrutable expression:

"Have you ever been to a planet beyond? Your Azure Dragon Fruit ability hasn't awakened yet, has it? A dragon is meant to soar through the heavens."

Is One Piece really that important to you?

If you follow the path others have taken, you will never surpass them.

Your breathing technique is quite good, but that's all. To be honest, seeing you makes me a little disappointed.

"It's been almost eight years, and you, with your breathing techniques, still can't even grasp the most basic concept of the Azure Dragon Fruit."

Upon hearing Moses's words, Kaido was stunned for a moment, followed by an overwhelming sense of shame.

Kaido roared angrily, his face grim, "Unsurpassable? Awakening? Concept? What nonsense! If you want to lecture me, beat me down first."

The ground beneath his feet cracked, and a figure appeared before Mercer in a black shadow, raising a spiked club crackling with dark arcs of electricity.

"Thunder! Gossip!"

breathe!

The domineering energy within his body flowed and circulated, the concepts of slashing and cutting interacting and intertwining, and dark dragon scale patterns appeared on the sword.

The next instant, Moses beat him to it.

A sword flashed like lightning.

puff! ! !
A gruesome incision ran across his chest and abdomen, revealing his internal organs.

Crimson blood gushed out like a fountain.

The lightning-fast stick struck the ground, creating radial depressions in the ground within a hundred-meter diameter.

Kaido's pupils constricted as he stared at his chest. For so many years, he had been ripped open again, and...
What is this power?

Ignoring the blood still flowing from his chest and abdomen, he turned to look at Moses.

Blood dripped from the blade of Hanlu's sword.

Moses turned to look at him and said calmly:

"As you can see, the power of concepts, the power to sever and cut through dragons."

"dragon?"

Kaido muttered to himself, manipulating his body to close the wound, but the wound did not begin to heal as usual.

Instead, an extremely troublesome force was preventing the body from healing itself, and with each breath, one could sense a unique and somewhat inexplicably familiar power fluctuation.

It felt like being slashed by a sword or weapon after being enveloped in Conqueror's Haki.

He scanned his surroundings with his Observation Haki.

Sensing the shock and disbelief of the onlookers around the island upon witnessing Kaido's bleeding, he chuckled and spoke:
"If you don't become stronger, you will definitely become a remnant of the old era and be overthrown by the new wave."

"Don't let me have to come and save you again."

Kaido's eyes flashed with shame and anger, and a terrifying aura of Haki surged forth from his body.

An absolute, domineering will dispels the conceptual power attached to the wound.

"Oh ho ho ho ho. Anyone can talk big. That's enough for today. I'll wait for the new era you've been talking about to arrive."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body expanded rapidly, and a dark blue-black dragon, wrapped in flames, soared into the sky.

Strands of blue-white electric arcs shot into the sky, thunderclouds gathered in the air, and Mercer's figure disintegrated and merged into the surrounding magnetic field.

A muffled thunderous sound spread.

"I am Portcus D. Mercer, and I'd like to say this here."

Fantasy City: Eternal Ship welcomes anyone from the high seas to visit, but there is only one requirement: abide by the city's rules.

If you dare to disobey, then as long as you remain on this planet, be prepared to die!
above! "

The people around the arena looked at each other from their respective boats.

But some people curled their lips and wanted to make sarcastic remarks.

However, even the legendary Pirate King Zhi Du was killed, and even the current Emperor of the Sea, Kaido, didn't gain any advantage.

The Eternal Ark is a region where top-tier marine combat forces reside permanently.

Furthermore, Mercer is not the only one with formidable combat power.

The Empress, Crocodile, and other powerful figures unknown to most.

Mercer continued, "I will transform Beehive Island into the venue for the Grand Tournament."

Unauthorized personnel must leave now. You have ten minutes.

Moses appeared on the ruins with a flash of lightning, calmly looking at the pirates still alive around the island.

Panic ensued, and various figures rushed towards the shore.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

Taking advantage of this moment, Moses contacted someone via radio waves.

Soon, Nojiko ran over.

His eyes gleamed with excitement as he looked at the figure of Mercer in front of him.

"You were really domineering just now."

Moses raised an eyebrow. "None of these people are honest. I'm just threatening them; it won't work. The rules will have to be established through death from now on."

The gray mist spread out, engulfing and fusing with Noki.

Observation Haki allows it to perceive the Beehive Island, which is considered a medium-sized island.

The concept of domination was released, and a wave spread outwards. Domination was like a large hand kneading clay.

The buildings on the entire island collapsed instantly, and waves of rock surged out.

Boom! Rumble rumble rumble
A cloud of smoke and dust rose up, obscuring the sky, only to be slammed back to the ground under Moses's control. Moses's body merged into the earth.

They traversed rapidly underground, and three symmetrical triangular fighting arenas, each 500 meters in diameter, appeared at the center of the island.

In the middle of the three fighting arenas, there is an even larger fighting arena with a diameter of one kilometer.

Under Mercer's control, the surrounding rock and soil continued to gather and compact.

Until it develops a lustrous, dark brown, steel-like sheen.

On these three small arenas, Moses inserted three, three, and four large swords, with only the hilts exposed, as prizes for the challenge.

The Supreme Grade Sword was stuck in the center of the fighting arena.

As for the remaining Mythical Beasts and the 1 billion Berries, only the final winner can obtain them.

High in the center of the island, thunderclouds gathered, with streaks of lightning as thick as an arm weaving through the clouds, and branching arcs of electricity enveloping the fighting arena.

To dominate, to solidify.

It was like a lightning barrier.

The entire island resembles a giant circular fighting arena.

Mercer merged with the magnetic field, and a deep electronic voice appeared again: "April 25th, the World's Number One Swordsman Tournament."

Rules: Unrestricted tournament.

There are three smaller arenas, each with a defender. Once there are no more challengers, these three will engage in a free-for-all on the central arena to determine the world's greatest swordsman.

On the three smaller arenas, there were ten great swords, numbered three, four, and four respectively, which could be taken as prizes by those who were capable. The central arena, however, held a single supreme great sword.

Mercer's voice echoed around, and the contestants who had arrived looked at each other, but their eyes were filled with fervor.

Even setting aside the Supreme Grade Swords, the Grade Swords themselves are rare, top-tier weapons.

Even if I don't win first place, just getting a great sword won't be a wasted trip.

Mercer and Nojiko returned together to the ship docked on the island's shore.

Upon arriving, I noticed Yamato seemed to have something to say, so I smiled and walked over to ask her:
"What? Is something wrong?"

Yamato blinked, then pulled Moses to the rooftop balcony where they could be alone.

"Is my stinky old man alright?"

Are you worried about him?

Moses looked at her and smiled. Yamato nodded awkwardly and said softly:

"I've never seen him hemorrhage like that before, so I'm a little worried."

Mercer looked at her, rubbed her head, and laughed, "Don't worry, he won't die so easily. You can understand the self-healing ability of the mythical beast species."

Yamato breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Messer shyly, her face flushed.
"What was the meaning of the 'father-in-law' you mentioned to Kaido?"

I haven't agreed yet.

Looking into her evasive eyes, Mercer smiled and asked, "And what's your answer?"

Yamato's right hand partially transformed into a beast-like form, offering its claw as it turned its face away, saying:
"You like me a lot, don't you?"

Moses grasped the paw, squeezing the warm, soft pad of his palm, and looked at her with a smile:
"Ah."

Yamato raised her head, her long eyelashes fluttering gently, her eyes filled with joy:

"Then you're mine from now on."

Moses laughed and said, "You misspoke. It's that you're mine from now on."

Yamato chuckled, spread his arms and hugged Mercer's neck, rubbing his delicate, rosy cheeks against Mercer's face.

"Hey! Mercer, you're mine now, Yamato's."

Feeling the pressure against his chest, Mercer wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear:
"."

Yamato's body trembled slightly, then he nodded gently.

……

"Brother Kaido, I've brought the first-aid kit. Let me bandage you up."

King looked at Kaido with worry in his eyes.

Kaido remained silent, his mind replaying the concept power that the brat had mentioned, which was extremely difficult to remove from the wound.

"Jin, you're also practicing the breathing technique that kid left behind back then. Have you sensed any power related to the concept of fire?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Jin's eyes. "The concept of fire? What is that? I've never heard of such a thing."

Kaido pondered for a moment, then summarized the conceptual power he had sensed and shared it with King.

Suddenly, everything became clear to me.

The fiery power flowing in one's blood, the obscure frequency fluctuations that can be sensed from time to time after comprehending the breath of all things and combining it with breathing techniques.

The power that increases in attack power and temperature whenever it is combined with domineering aura.

King carefully explained his feelings to Kaido.

With a thoughtful look in his eyes, Kaido slowly curled up the corners of his mouth. After so many years, he once again felt a sense of direction for improving his strength.

"The concept of a dragon?"

……

Time passes slowly.

Day by day passed.

More and more people from various factions are arriving outside Beehive Island.

Large-scale competitions are never short of brilliant business talents.

On the outskirts of the island, all sorts of vendors set up stalls.

The hyenas of the underworld wouldn't miss such a feast.

The Eternal Ship also fell from the sky, hundreds of meters away from the island.

A diverse mix of people boarded the island ship for sightseeing and spending.

But everyone was following the rules on the island ship.

Because at the main gate of the island ship, several famous figures who were renowned on the high seas were hanged.

At this time.

A group of pirates who boarded the island ship exclaimed in surprise.

"Isn't that Assyria, the Skullbreaker, with a bounty of 350 million?"

"And that Rattlesmo with the bounty of 500 million Berries. Hiss, and his entire crew."

"Holy crap, so many important figures have died here."

At that moment, a beautiful figure with cold, white, lustrous demon horns suddenly appeared on the deck of the pirate ship.

He tossed a small booklet into his hand.

The leader of the group caught her and stared blankly at the girl who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

Runti said impatiently, "You're new here, aren't you? These are the rules on the Eternal Ship. Take a good look. The island ship is a safe point on the sea. Fighting is prohibited. Those who break the rules are all hanging on the outside wall."

After saying that, his figure vanished in a flash.

Runti suddenly appeared on a ship on the outskirts of the island, touching a beautiful golden horn ring inlaid on her left horn.

Mercer gave her the teleportation ring.

With pouting, she approached Messer and asked, "Why should such a pretty young lady be made to do those errand-running tasks?"

Moses stroked her demon horns and laughed:

"Do you like this teleportation ability?"

Runti chuckled, jumped up and hugged Mercer's neck, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"I absolutely love it! It's practically made for me. I used it to really tease Yamato yesterday."

Mercer couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Ha! And then Yamato crouched down behind you and gave you a good beating?"

Runti clung to Messer, pouting unhappily, and said:
"Yamato doesn't know his own strength; he hit me so hard that every part of my body aches."

"That's because you're too durable. Your whole body has the quality, toughness, and hardness comparable to a Supreme Grade Sword. If you were to wrap yourself in Haki Yamato, you'd definitely have to go all out."

Runti pouted, speechless. She was now both tough and fast, but her attack power was still lacking. Her next target was:

They pressed Xiao Pei to the ground and hammered her.

I use the punching bag, Xiao Pei, to practice my striking ability and improve together with Xiao Pei.

Why don't we call Asia along too, and then we can beat up Yamato together? It's because she always shows off her Conqueror's Haki whenever she fights with us.

Why don't we have a good talk with Asia and another day we can ambush Hancock and beat her up?

As he thought about it, a sly smile crept onto his lips.

Mercer shook his head. This girl is just stubborn, really stubborn.

Thinking this, he thumped her forehead three times in a row.

Runti blinked, feeling as if he had some deeper meaning.

But I just can't figure it out.

Mercer patted her on the back and laughed:

"Alright, we're off now. Let's go back to the cabin and eat."

Runti let it go in one ear and out the other, disappearing only to reappear behind Mercer, hugging Mercer's neck, crossing her legs in front of Mercer, and giggling cutely.
"No! I want you to carry me inside!"

Mercer remained silent and led her inside. At this moment, Runti pointed to the thunderclouds in the sky above the center of the island and asked:

"The lightning there can't stop my teleportation ability. Aren't you afraid that the famous swords you left there will be stolen?"

"If they're so capable, they should go and steal it. If they succeed, that's their skill too."

However, the Global Times newspaper published pictures of the weapons a few days ago.

Unless you obtain it in a public place on the stage, you will definitely be looked down upon if you dare to use it in the future.

Those who wield great swords are all renowned figures of honor on the high seas.

"The Sword Master Tournament is tomorrow, it's sure to be very exciting. Are you going to participate too? Then I'll challenge you."

"Yes, that's fine, I welcome that, but don't think I'll hold back."

Mercer sat down at the bar, while Runti put her feet down and let out a cheerful laugh as she sat down beside her.

As I sipped my wine, the melodious music of a harp filled my ears. Indeed, this is the feeling one should have when listening to a musician.

(End of this chapter)