A chat group for a certain tower warlock

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Fujitora stood aside without speaking. He couldn't say anything about this. He was a former vice admiral in the Navy, but he had Conqueror's Haki. He was also vouched by the Navy to undergo human enhancement and modification, but he betrayed them in the end. How could he bring this up?

"He... used to be a vice admiral." Im said coldly, "A powerful vice admiral with a seat in the council chamber, who suddenly defected. We've been looking for him, but we never expected him to be hiding in the New World!"

"So... hey, what are you doing?!"

Yarman's mouth gaped slightly as he stared in astonishment at Im, who suddenly removed his cloak, drew a short blade from his chest, walked slowly to the edge of the deck, and jumped straight into the battlefield amidst the raging gunfire!

"...[Leytanian profanity]! Is it really that reckless?"

Turning to look at Fujitora, who was standing motionless to the side holding a long robe, Yarman pointed to the battlefield below and said, "Your lord just jumped down to join the battle, aren't you going down with him?"

“Sir, I am going to command the starship in combat.” Fujitora replied calmly, bowed slightly to him, handed him his robe, and turned to walk towards the cabin. “I will go and take command now, sir. Please do as you wish.”

"..."

"Sizzle! Clang!"

Watching the steel gate slowly close, Yarman looked down and said, "You... even if I wanted to go back, now that you've locked the gate, I can't go back! Isn't this just telling me to go down?"

"Ugh, what a mess!" Yarman shook his head helplessly, clutching his robe, and jumped down. This height made no difference to him.

After straightening his body in mid-air, Yarman began freefalling downwards. Just a few seconds later, a spray of water more than twenty meters high shot into the sky.

"Well, my cloak is wet too." Yarman floated on the water, looking at the burning pirate ship not far away. He lightly leaped from underwater onto the ship.

Seeing the pirates staring at him without moving, Yarman waved his hand, "It's nothing, I just need to borrow your ship as a springboard." With that, he stomped down hard, causing the entire ship to tilt up, and to the horror of the crowd, he leaped towards the distant Im!

"Bala!"

As he leaped, the entire ship was stomped in two, and the pirates fell into the water one after another. After bouncing around in the surging sea a few times, they sank to the bottom of the sea one by one.

Jumping onto the small island where Im was, Yarman, carrying his soaking wet robe, looked at Im, who was already fighting with a vice admiral not far away, and raised an eyebrow slightly, "He's venting his anger!"

With Im's strength, she could have killed the traitorous vice admiral in a single move, but she didn't. She wielded a short blade comparable to the Supreme Grade Swords Twelve, slashing at the traitor one strike at a time. The pitch-black Armament Haki was as soft as hot butter in front of her.

"Im! You despicable scoundrel!" The traitorous lieutenant general rolled backward, clutching his bleeding wound, and roared at the indifferent Im opposite him, "Hypocrite!"

"...You practiced that person's techniques, didn't you?" Im gently wiped the blood off the knife and said calmly, "If you hadn't, after taking so many of my blows, you should have been crippled, but your wounds are healing and new flesh is growing. This is something that human modification can't do."

"That's just something the World Government's modifications can't achieve!" The rebel lieutenant general slowly stood up, spread his arms, and roared madly at Im, "His Majesty Celt's technology is ten thousand times more advanced than yours!"

"I see. That explains why your bones were so hard to cut." Im nodded calmly. She suddenly decided to spare the other person's life and hand him over to the research department to study and see if they could crack the stowaway's technology. "You know what? What you just said saved your life."

"what?"

"I'm going to capture you and hand you over to the research department to crack the technology that controls your body!" Im said, slashing at the terrified traitorous lieutenant general. "Congratulations, you survived!"

"Imu! [One Piece Profanity - Parents Chapter]!"

Chapter 197: Armament Haki Steel Interstellar Mothership

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's pretty pathetic!"

Yarman squatted down in front of the traitorous lieutenant general, looking at the general who had been almost chopped into a pile of minced meat, but whose main parts were completely undamaged. He exclaimed in amazement, "Im, your swordsmanship is definitely among the best in the entire chat group!"

"..."

Im didn't reply, but silently wiped the short blade in her hand. This traitorous lieutenant general, who had undergone human modification, had an extremely high physical strength. She had been slashing for so long that even the blade had become dull.

“However, it seems he’s going to die.” Yarman poked the traitorous lieutenant general in front of him. He could clearly feel his life slipping away. Im had gone too far this time. Even after undergoing two rounds of enhancement surgeries, he couldn’t withstand the heavy blow from the combined attack of domineering aura and sword intent.

Looking at the traitorous lieutenant general who was barely breathing, Im turned to Yarman and said, "Do you have any way to keep him alive? He can't die now. I need to crack the technology on him."

“Well… to be honest,” Yarman looked at Im and said lightly, “if you want to extract the otherworldly modification technology from him, I can do it for you right now.”

"...I think it would be better to let the research department handle it."

After hearing Im's words, Yarman immediately understood what she meant. He smiled and said, "You don't want him to die so soon, and you want the research department to torture him severely, right?"

"I just want a more thorough search."

"I just wanted to torture him severely."

"Yes!"

“Alright, I’ll lend you a hand.” Yarman placed his hand on the body of the traitorous lieutenant general. A faint emerald light shone, and the traitorous lieutenant general’s breathing immediately became steady, and his wounds, which had been bleeding profusely, began to heal. However, he still did not wake up; he had only gone from being on the verge of death to being severely injured.

Looking at the rogue lieutenant general, whose breathing had become steady, Im nodded gratefully, "Thanks."

"You're welcome." Yarman nodded and slowly stood up. He looked at the lieutenant general he had saved and shook his head slightly. This man was going to be in big trouble. He'd fallen into Im's hands, and now it would be hard for him to die!

He walked slowly to Im's side and placed the robe in front of her. "Here you are, your robe."

"...Why is my robe with you?" Im asked, somewhat puzzled. She took the robe and examined it closely. "It's been soaked in seawater. Did you jump into the sea with it in your arms?"

"you're right."

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"After you jumped into the sea, I jumped in after you." Yarman shrugged casually and said indifferently, "After you jumped, Fujitora gave me your cloak, so I took it with me when I came down."

After hearing his explanation, Im remained silent for a moment. She took the cloak, shook it vigorously, and in an instant, Armament Haki filled the entire cloak, dispelling all the seawater on it.

After shaking off the cloak, Im put it on, sheathed her longsword, and silently walked up to the traitorous lieutenant general. She picked him up, hoisted him onto her shoulder, and with her rough movements, the lieutenant general's previously healed wounds burst open, and blood flowed all over her cloak.

The still-warm blood didn't stick to her cloak. She had mastered Armament Haki to an unparalleled degree; the cloak, coated with Armament Haki, was incredibly smooth, and the blood that flowed onto it immediately slid down and dripped to the ground.

Seeing this, Yarman shook his head in admiration. Im's strength was on full display at this moment. He could wield such violent power with ease. How powerful he was!

That's incredibly strong, frighteningly strong!

"Why...why are you staring at me?" Im suddenly stopped and turned to look at Yarman. She asked calmly, "Is there something on my face? Or is this man about to die again?"

“No, I was just curious about just how strong you are.” Yarman looked at Im and exclaimed in amazement, “Your control over your power is simply perfect, it’s terrifying!”

“I’m not that strong, but you are. How strong are you?” Im asked him in return.

Yarman also shook his head, and laughed, "I'm actually not that strong, I'm quite weak too."

"The war is about to end." Im looked up at the sky. The firing rate of the starships in the sky had obviously decreased. They would only occasionally aim at a certain direction and fire a precise shot to blow up some pirates who were trying to form an organization to resist. The rest of the time, they just stayed in the sky, motionless.

The surface fleet attacking from the Grand Line has also arrived and begun to clear out the remaining enemies on the sea. The only force still fighting fiercely is the submarine force. The traitorous Water Seven craftsmen have built a series of defensive facilities on the seabed and are still putting up a last-ditch resistance.

Reinforced concrete underwater fortresses are like wet tissues – easily punctured and completely useless against underwater torpedoes equipped with drilling bits.

As for those deadly underwater attack facilities, they were blown to pieces along with their personnel by heavy artillery shells fired into the sea during the first round of starship lock-on attacks. The radar system designed by the Water Seven rebels' craftsmen ultimately failed to detect the arrival of the naval starships in time.

Even if they discovered it, with their meager underwater missile silos and insignificant underwater missiles, it would be wishful thinking to try and penetrate the starship's energy shield.

"By the way, I wanted to ask, how long does it take to forge a black knife?" Yarman looked at Im beside him and asked with some curiosity, "Five years? Or ten years?"

"Well... it depends on the person," Im said somewhat uncertainly. The black sword requires the user to constantly infuse it with Armament Haki, combining it with their own sword intent, and finally cleansing it.

"What about the average time?"

"From the time the World Government was established until now, if I keep track, it's been about 20 years," Im said slowly. "But you can't calculate it like that. Anyone who can cleanse a black blade must be a sword genius!"

“…I see, alright.” Yarman nodded with a hint of disappointment; it seemed his plan was going to fail.

Im looked at him, a little curious, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking, since there are things like black swords, could there be black steel?" Yarman said as he thought, "It's steel that has been cleansed by Armament Haki. If that were possible, could we use this black steel to build a starship made entirely of black steel? It would definitely be amazing! It would be incredibly durable!"

"..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"The thing you're talking about..." Im paused for a moment, then took a deep breath and whispered, "Actually, we've already made this thing!"

"……what?!"

"We've used up all the Armament Haki steel the World Government has accumulated to put together a starship," Im whispered mysteriously as she walked over to Yarman. "That starship is still underground on the Red Line. I plan to take it out when we attack that planet!"

"...You've been hiding it well!"

"I originally planned to take it out when I was promoted to a planetary-level world, but this happened, so there's no other way but to take it out now," Im said, his face full of helplessness.

These trump cards are definitely meant to be revealed at the crucial moment!

Chapter 198: The Nuclear Bomb Immortal Emperor Reappears in the Mortal World

Looking at the enormous star map before him, Yarman, holding a wine glass, slowly walked to Im's side. "Next, which planet do you plan to conquer first? My personal suggestion is to start with the two planets that are still loyal to you. You can make plans for the other two after you have completely conquered those two planets."

“You’re absolutely right.” Im, also holding a glass of wine, looked at the holographic star map in front of her, slowly reached out and moved two planets in front of her. Looking at the two planets, she fell into deep thought, wondering which planet was in a more urgent situation.

Currently, the World Government's communication with several other planets has been largely severed. The stowaway named Celt used his authority to cut off the World Government's connections to the various planets, and the situation on other planets can only be inferred from intermittent radio intelligence.

Standing to the side, Yarman pointed to the planet in front of them and said, "My personal suggestion is that you can start with this."

"Huh? Why?"

“This planet is closest to our home planet, so our starships can reach it more easily,” Yarman said, holding his wine glass. “You must remember, the Celts aren’t blind. If they see you starting to reclaim planets, they’ll definitely intervene if they’re not stupid. If your fleet gets too far away…”

“Then my fleet will likely be surrounded and annihilated by those two rebels, and my home planet will be subjected to orbital bombardment.” Im picked up the conversation and continued, “The situation is already clear: the World Government, with only two starship squadrons, cannot risk implementing an aggressive conquest strategy.”

“You’re right, but there are other reasons as well.”

"Appreciate further details."

"The interstellar warships you ordered from me will be completed in about a month. They should arrive around the time your fleet assists the World Government forces on that planet in annihilating the rebels." Yarman picked up his wine glass, took a small sip, and eased his dry mouth.

He pointed to the two planets marked in red and calmly said, "Once the warships you ordered arrive, along with the Armament Haki interstellar mothership beneath the Red Earth, you'll have five more starship squadrons. Adding the two you already have, a starship cluster will be complete. With a starship cluster, what are you afraid of?"

"A month? That fast?"

"Once a streamlined factory is established, manufacturing starships isn't actually that difficult," Yarman said with a shrug. He had received Im's order a few days ago and immediately began preparing to build the factory. Building such things was particularly convenient within the Dreamlands.

In just two days, he completed the construction of the assembly line factory and began full-scale production, all after Im provided a 60% advance payment.

"I see! I see..." Im nodded seriously after hearing his words. She was greatly shocked. Was building a starship really that simple? Why did it take them almost a year to produce a single starship before, even with all their resources mobilized?

Is the technological gap really that large? What if we could also possess this technology…?

Thinking of this, Im suddenly had other ideas. She didn't want to just have starships anymore; she also wanted Yarman's factory. She wanted to use the technology from Yarman's factory to upgrade her own technology!

"Um, Yarman! There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

"Hmm? You go ahead."

"Your starship manufacturing plant, I wonder how much it costs?" Im slowly looked at Yarman, suppressing her desire, and calmly asked, "I want to buy your plant."

“Well… how should I put it?” Yarman glanced at her with some surprise, then scratched his head and said helplessly, “Actually, I’m willing to sell it to you, but… there’s a problem.”

"What's the problem?"

“Actually, this factory is a one-off project; I didn’t put in much effort,” Yarman explained calmly, holding his wine glass. Before building the factory, he had been thinking about one thing: if Im’s orders were no longer available, what use would this factory be? Would there be any other orders?

After much deliberation, he realized one thing: there would likely be few orders coming in. Tech products were basically monopolized by Tesla, Scranton, and Lindal, so the factory would just sit there gathering dust, which would be a waste of resources. To avoid this waste, he decided to make it a one-off operation.

After using it, I just discard it. Since it cost very little, I don't feel bad about it.

"So, after this sale, I was planning to just throw it away." Yarman looked at the incredulous Im and shrugged innocently. "I didn't expect you to buy it!"

"Why...why are you thinking this?!"

"I only made this thing to support you." Yarman spread his hands innocently, and said with a helpless look, "I never intended to sell it."

"Of course, if you want to buy it, you can. I'll sell it to you as scrap."

"..."

Im looked at Yarman and sighed helplessly. She suddenly felt a little deflated. What she treasured here was just a disposable item to him, to be thrown away after use.

Seeing the disheartened scene, Yarman shook his head and said, "Forget it, how about this? You've already spent so much money this time, I'll just give you this factory as a bonus, how about that?"

"Sigh, thank you." Im shook his head, smiling as he accepted the gift. "But this time, I need your help. The radio signal I received recently said that there are several powerful individuals on that planet who have cultivated the Otherworldly Hypergene System, and I need your help to kill a few of them."

“Sure, that’s what I came here to do, isn’t it?” Yarman nodded, making the promise casually. He knew those people quite well; he had killed quite a few so-called Immortal Lords, Immortal Kings, and Immortal Emperors back then. In his eyes, they were nothing but scoundrels!

However, judging from their Celestial Emperor strength, to be honest, they are actually quite good fighters in the group. Take Im for example, he can probably take on two opponents at once, but that was the data from back then.

Who knows if the power system of that world has changed over the years? Even Terra has now been given the Dream Realm, greatly increasing its potential!

"By the way, how strong is that Celt?"

“If I go all out, he can probably last for three hours,” Im said, frowning slightly as she pondered. The man’s power was strange; it felt like he was part of the world. Various spells flew around him, and his regenerative abilities were frighteningly strong. He was also quite good in other aspects.

To describe it specifically, it's like a top-notch all-purpose ointment—nothing particularly outstanding, but also without any major weaknesses. If I had to point out a strength, it would be that it's exceptionally well-suited for use with tech products!

Hearing this, Yarman pondered for a moment, then nodded, “It seems their world isn’t static after all; it has improved over the years, and its potential has increased considerably.”

"Has it gotten much taller?"

"He can fight you for at least three hours, so he must be at least 40 Ivans."

"Ivan the Great?"