One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 200 Seizing the Thunderclap, the Royal Legion Takes Shape

After petting the dog, Xia Nuo turned her gaze to the ground.

There's not much to say about Kizaru's severed arm; it's undoubtedly very valuable. However, the one-year cooldown period hasn't ended yet, so we can only store it away in the freezer for now.

His focus was mainly on Enel.

"What a coincidence..."

As Xia Nuo muttered to himself, he casually took out a scroll from his backpack.

[One-time Devil Fruit Removal Technique]

[Description: Within a short period after a user's death, a "Devil Core" can be extracted from their corpse. By placing this core into any plant or fruit, it can be transformed into a Devil Fruit possessing that ability.]

This is an item I obtained when the trading market refreshed last time.

I thought it would be a while before I had the chance to use it.

Unexpectedly, just a few days later, I encountered an opportunity that was worth using.

—Enel delivered himself to our doorstep.

This guy's Rumble-Rumble Fruit is arguably the most valuable and stylish Logia-type Devil Fruit.

Who can not be moved?
Anyway, Shano couldn't resist, so he immediately unfolded the scroll and, according to the description on it, used the "Deprivation Technique" on Enel.

hum!
In an instant, blinding lightning burst forth from the corpse, condensing in the air into a pulsating, dark blue core.

Is this what's called the Demon Core?

The origin of Devil Fruits remains a mystery. Shano looked them up and down curiously for a long time before taking out a Sunflower Fruit.

This is the most common fruit in Dressrosa, which I just swiped from Bonnie's pocket.

Bring the two together.

The surface of the apple immediately began to turn golden yellow, and many lightning-like spike-like patterns appeared on the surface.

In just a few seconds...

A brand new Rumble-Rumble Fruit was born and held in Xia Nuo's hand.

"Perfect."

Xia Nuo nodded in satisfaction and casually weighed it in his hand.

This is the fourth Logia-type Devil Fruit he has obtained, from Flame-Flame, Snow-Flame, and Sand-Sand to Rumble-Rumble now, plus Smoker's Smoke...

The ship will soon have five Logia-type Devil Fruit users.

I consider myself a collector of natural elements.

But... who should receive the thunder?
Xia Nuo glanced at Ah Yin first, but Ah Yin immediately turned her head away. It had the talent to control lightning and always looked down on external things like Devil Fruits.

—Besides, if I become a landlubber and you kick me into the sea, how am I supposed to swim back up?
"Not interested?"

Xia Nuo stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Of the remaining crew members, there was simply no one suitable to be found, and as for himself...

I have no interest in it either.

When he first entered the Grand Line, he even thought about eating a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit that would perfectly complement his melee combat abilities and further enhance his strength.

But now...

His combat power has already reached the highest level in this world, so he really doesn't need the help of Devil Fruits anymore.

The side effects are too severe.

Putting aside the sea stone and such, the fact that he had become a landlubber was unacceptable to him, a complete waste of his naval combat skills that even Jinbe would have to look up to.

Take today's results as an example.

If we hadn't taken advantage of his carelessness and dragged him to the bottom of the sea, it would have been impossible to defeat Kizaru in a single day, let alone inflict such a heavy loss on him.

In naval warfare, Shano believed himself to be the undisputed world's best.

Should we keep it for now and see how it goes once our subordinates' influence expands further?

Just as Xia Nuo was pondering this...

He didn't notice that behind him, the katana "Masamune," which had followed him for many years, was trembling slightly in the direction of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, as if it were yearning for something...

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The next day.

Naval Headquarters, Marinevando.

At dawn, just as the sky was beginning to lighten, the top officers of the Navy Headquarters had already gathered in the conference room.

After a day and a night of public opinion fermenting, almost everyone in Marineford knew about the Navy's crushing defeat in the New World.

shame!

This was undoubtedly an unacceptable and humiliating battle.

As a result, the huge conference room was shrouded in darkness, as if dark clouds were pressing down on the city, and the atmosphere was so heavy that it was almost dripping with water.

Look around.

Most of the attendees were high-ranking officials, starting as major generals, wearing cloaks of justice. Yet, they were all puffing on cigars, their faces grim, and remaining silent.

In addition...

It is said that the Holy Land is also greatly angered by the headquarters' rash attack.

Fleet Admiral Sengoku and Admiral Kizaru, the commander-in-chief of this war, were both summoned to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise for a reprimand.

"Everyone!"

Brannew, the newly promoted major and staff officer of headquarters, stood ramrod straight with his hands behind his back. He spoke in a deep voice in front of the whiteboard, drawing everyone's attention:

"Those who are supposed to be here are almost all here. I won't say anything about the opening remarks. Let's get straight to the meeting!"

"As for the topic, it's very clear! It concerns the current bounty distribution arrangement for the Fallen Ones, led by Xia Nuo!"

Brannew snapped his fingers, and his deputy immediately moved a projection Den Den Mushi onto the table.

The Den Den Mushi stared listlessly ahead, where a video was projected onto the whiteboard—

Garp descended from the sky, his fist colliding violently with Shano's, creating a hemispherical shockwave that destroyed the entire ice field.

After the commotion subsided, a large number of elite naval personnel, supporting each other, limped towards the warship. Some looked dejected, some gritted their teeth in resentment, and many sailors kept turning their heads to look back, their faces filled with lingering fear.

The final image focuses on Kizaru, a solitary figure in tattered clothes, missing his right arm, standing alone at the edge of the horizon, looking up at the sky with a forlorn expression, lost in thought.

"..."

No one spoke in the conference room, only the sound of people puffing on their cigarettes grew louder. Amidst the swirling smoke, many eyes were fixed on Kizaru's figure, their expressions complex.

"This is live video footage that headquarters obtained from the World Economic News Agency by leveraging its influence. It's quite surprising that that cunning old fox, Morgans, actually risked everything to personally film the scene this time..."

Brannew looked around and sighed:
"Judging from everyone's reaction, it seems that they all know about that matter."

"Indeed, the Holy Land has ordered us to temporarily cease hostilities with the Fallen Ones and not to make any rash moves against them. What those big shots are planning is something we can't fathom, nor should we try to guess!"

"However, no matter what, our navy will not give up upholding justice, nor will we lower our guard against these vicious criminals!"

Brannew took a deep breath and continued:

"In this battle, Admiral Kizaru was seriously injured and lost an arm, Shichibukai Enel died in battle, and Vice Admiral Doberman, Vice Admiral Dalmesia, and many other high-ranking combatants lost their combat capabilities. The fleet suffered heavy losses."

"On the side of the defeated, apart from some cadres who suffered minor injuries, no one was seriously injured."

"This is no longer a simple defeat, but a complete and utter crushing defeat! And what exactly does this crushing defeat tell us?"

Brannew slammed his hand on the table, the sound, tinged with pain, ringing out sharply in the silent conference room.
"They're telling us, everyone! Whether it's Mr. Borsalino's severed arm or those sunken warships, they're all telling us that the Fallen One has truly grown stronger in just over two months since entering the New World. He's not what he used to be!!!"

Snapped!
The whiteboard screen flashed, and the projection Den Den Mushi switched the screen, starting to play the slides that Brannew had prepared in advance.

First, the bounty posters for Whitebeard, Big Mom, Kaido, and Shanks floated by, taking up the entire screen.

Then came photos of a host of high-ranking officials, including Jhin, Quinn, Marco, Katakuri, and others, appearing one after another in a dazzling display.

"These are the current Four Emperors, and I'm sure everyone here is very familiar with them."

These sea emperors not only possess terrifying combat power, but each also commands a large number of outstanding followers, known to the world as "Royal Legions"!

"While the current Fallen Ones are still small in number, their leadership undoubtedly possesses the rudiments of a so-called 'Royal Order'!"

"Captain Shano himself already possesses a combat strength that is almost on par with the Four Emperors!!"

"In this situation, after several months, we must conduct a comprehensive reassessment and adjust their bounty amounts in a timely manner based on the current threat level of the Fallen Ones!"

Brannew gestured to his deputy, who immediately began adjusting the projector Den Den Mushi again.

In the blink of an eye, a row of brand-new wanted posters appeared on the whiteboard screen.

Compared to before, when we had to stick them on one by one by hand, technology is much more convenient.

"First of all, what everyone needs to know is this."

Brannew pointed to the arrest warrants and said in a deep voice:
"Compared to the time in the amusement park, new members have joined the Fallen Ones, and according to observations, the power hierarchy on the ship is becoming more and more distinct, with three levels clearly defined."

"Start with the lowest setting!"

"It's said to be the lowest tier, but... as I mentioned before, the Fallen Ones are an elite, iron-walled pirate crew. Even the crew with the lowest bounty has a bounty of nearly 200 million!"

"Take these three for example!"

"Smoker the Rogue Hunter, Nojiko the Fist of Winter, and Nami the Pet-Eating Demon!"

A series of scrutinizing gazes were cast toward the wanted poster that Brannew had pointed to.

Upon seeing Smoker and the blue-haired girl, the high-ranking naval officers remained calm.
But when they looked at the last orange-haired girl, many people couldn't help but squint, cold sweat beading on their foreheads, as they recalled some unsettling rumors.

"These three are all among the lower-tier members of the Fallen Ones in terms of strength, but at the same time, they are all rare Logia-type Devil Fruit users!"

"From this, you can see just how powerful the Fallen One's foundation truly is!"

"In this Dressrosa War, the Logia-type's ability to deal wide-area damage and control the battlefield was perfectly utilized in their hands."

"Among them, Nojiko used a method very similar to that of Admiral Aokiji to freeze the entire sea, making the warships unable to move an inch and losing their means of fire suppression. In the subsequent battle, she defeated a vice admiral of the headquarters single-handedly."

"Nami, in coordination with her sister, used her superior position to defeat all the marines who were trying to occupy the Dressrosa Highlands with a combination of ice and fire. Her use of Devil Fruit power is quite skillful."

"Smoker goes without saying. Besides the power of the Smoke-Smoke Fruit, he's also proficient in both types of Haki. He's well-rounded in every aspect. After all, this guy is a junior brother that many people here are familiar with. He's one of Mr. Zephyr's prized disciples, personally taught by him..."

"You guys who only know how to hold meetings, just focus on your meetings. Professor Zephyr already has enough troubles lately, don't drag him into it for no reason."

A veteran naval vice admiral snorted coldly and spoke with a gloomy face.

"Feel sorry."

Brannew coughed and said:

"I was just mentioning this in passing, and I meant no disrespect to Mr. Zephyr. Anyway... let's get back to business. The bounties for these three individuals have been increased and are now revised as follows—"

"Nojiko, the 'Fist of Winter,' has had her bounty increased from 200 million Berries to 330 million Berries!"

"The bounty on Smoker, the 'Rogue Hunter,' has been increased from 210 million Berries to 365 million Berries!"

"Nami, the 'Pet-Eating Devil,' has had her bounty increased from 160 million Berries to 228 million Berries!"

When Nami was mentioned, Brannew hesitated for a moment:

"Oh, by the way, I should mention that the white pet dog that had a symbolic bounty of 1000 Berries and had only recently become a new partner of the Fallen has disappeared without a trace. It's obviously..."

"In short, the bounty has been removed, and the Fallen One has adopted a new pet that looks like a cat. We don't know how long it will live, so we've simply stopped setting a bounty; it's really pointless..."

"Worse than a beast."

One of the female major generals couldn't help but mutter a curse under her breath.

Everyone else knew who she was talking about, and many nodded subconsciously, clearly agreeing.

It's normal to be ruthless to enemies, but repeatedly attacking one's own comrades, even to the point of cannibalism, is such a horrific act that it's rare even among pirates...

"The remaining members at the lowest tier include the following individuals, who have also demonstrated improvement in strength during this war. We won't go into detail about them; we'll just skip over them."

Brannew turned to look at the remaining wanted posters on the whiteboard screen and pointed to them one by one:

"Robin, the 'Devil's Child,' an orphan of Ohara, is a woman who, after receiving protection from the Fallen Ones, no longer hides as before but boldly exposes herself to the sunlight..."

"After entering the New World, his domineering aura has increased significantly. Considering his special identity and threat level, his bounty has been increased from 260 million Berries to 300 million Berries!"

"Redleg" Zeff, a veteran who has essentially retired to the second line, seems more devoted to his culinary skills than to fighting. In this war, his primary task was guarding the ships, and he did not initiate any attacks."

"However, a newly promoted vice admiral of the headquarters attempted to approach the End of the Night but was easily repelled, demonstrating that his strength should not be underestimated. The bounty is tentatively set at 220 million Berries!"

"Gin, the 'Thunder Wolf,' was considered by us to be the most formidable member of the Fallen Pirates, second only to Shano, when they first entered the Grand Line."

"However, that was almost a year ago. Now, times have changed, and his strength and status have been surpassed by the crew members one after another. So, he is placed in the same category, and his bounty is set at 3 million Berries!"

Speaking of it.

Brannew picked up the water glass next to him and took a sip, while his deputy immediately and discreetly moved the slide to the next one.

This time, only three sides of the wanted poster appeared on the screen.

On either side stood an exceptionally burly and robust man, while in the middle was a swordswoman with a high ponytail and a cold gaze.

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P.S.: It's not that I missed a chapter, it's just that I didn't have enough time to finish writing. There's still one more chapter to come. I'll continue staying up late, so you can read it earlier in the morning.

(End of this chapter)