One Piece: From Ninja To Pirates Chapter 315 315: The Terrifying Power of Creating Something

After experiencing multiple deaths and pursuits, iser led Borsalino and the others to a location far beyond Mary Geoise.

Below the Red Line... was the Calm Belt!!

"Huff... huff..."

iser leaned against a massive boulder with his right hand, breathing heavily, his expression noticeably paler than before.

Seeing this, a complex emotion flickered in Borsalino's eyes.

He knew this young man, who had dared to charge into Mary Geoise alone, had reached the end of the road.

"The last resurrection took four and a half minutes," Saint Somrs said, grinning as he held a pocket watch. "How long will the next one take?"

At this mont, Saint Somrs laughed without restraint.

"Maybe he can't resurrect anymore," Saint Rimoshifu said with a smile.

After being killed so many tis by them, this guy should have reached his limit, so he believed the other party no longer had the ability to resurrect.

"You're wrong about that!"

iser, having steadied his breathing, sneered, "My ability is far more powerful than you imagine!"

In response, Saint Rimoshifu rely scoffed and said nothing more.

At that mont, Gunko summoned several arrowheads, infusing them with Haki.

Then, Gunko said coldly, "Why waste words on him? Just kill him!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Gunko imdiately launched her attack.

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

A barrage of Haki-infused arrowheads rcilessly struck iser!

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

In the blink of an eye, iser was pierced through like a sieve!

"Hmm?"

Seeing iser's condition, a strange glint flashed in Saint Somrs' eyes.

Was this... had he lost even the strength to fight back?

Glancing at iser, who had been killed by Gunko, Saint Rimoshifu said, "Is he really dead this ti?"

To be killed without even being able to fight back... it suggested this person might have exhausted his stamina!

"Perhaps."

Saint Shamrock spoke up, "But to avoid any surprises, let's wait and see."

As he spoke, Saint Shamrock glanced at Saint Somrs, signaling him to keep track of the ti.

Saint Somrs nodded, holding his pocket watch and starting to ti.

Just then, the sound of a Den Den Mushi ca from Saint Shamrock's chest.

"Buro buro buro~"

"Buro buro buro~"

"Buro buro buro~"

"Hmm?"

Hearing the Den Den Mushi, Saint Shamrock instinctively frowned, clearly not expecting anyone to contact him at this mont.

Pulling out the Den Den Mushi, Saint Shamrock said, "This is Saint Shamrock."

"This is Saint Saturn."

Hearing it was one of the Five Elders, Saint Shamrock's frown eased, and he replied, "What is it?"

"How is the situation on your end?" Saint Saturn inquired. "Have you eliminated the Blood-Eyed Ninja?"

Since these individuals had already left Mary Geoise, they couldn't use Observation Haki to ascertain their situation, so they needed to ask.

Saint Shamrock glanced at iser, who was pierced full of holes like a strainer, and said, "He was killed by Gunko again, but it's uncertain whether he's truly dead this ti."

Although the ti it took for him to revive was getting longer, who could say for sure if this guy was really dead?

So Saint Shamrock couldn't make a definitive conclusion.

"Then let's observe for now," Saint Saturn said.

Saint Shamrock: ...

So this old man's purpose in calling was just for this?

Was he too idle?

Just as Saint Shamrock was about to say sothing, Saint Warcury's voice ca through the Den Den Mushi.

"Saint Rimoshifu is with you, right?"

Saint Shamrock glanced at Saint Rimoshifu upon hearing this, and the latter imdiately understood, leaning in to say, "He's here."

"Good that he's there."

Saint Rimoshifu: ???

Hearing this, several question marks popped up in Saint Rimoshifu's head—what did the other an by that?

"Use your Devil Fruit ability to create a cara and take a photo of the deceased Blood-Eyed Ninja," Saint Warcury said. "We need his picture for the newspaper."

His Devil Fruit ability allowed him to materialize things from dreams, so creating a cara wasn't a problem.

"That's not an issue, but why the urgency?" Saint Rimoshifu asked, sowhat puzzled.

Wouldn't it be the sa to take the photo after they killed the Blood-Eyed Ninja and brought him back? Was it necessary to make a special call?

Saint Rimoshifu didn't quite understand the other's reasoning.

"Because there have been so developnts," Saint Warcury said gravely.

At these words, the expressions of those present changed.

Could it be that this Blood-Eyed Ninja had left so contingency plan in the Holy Land?

"What happened?" Saint Shamrock inquired.

"Just now, we received this issue's newspaper," Saint Warcury said. "And this issue carries news about the Blood-Eyed Ninja's invasion of our Holy Land!"

God's Knights mbers: !!!

Hearing Saint Warcury's words, the pupils of Saint Shamrock and the others contracted to the extre.

The battle had only happened yesterday, and the news was out today?

How could this be?

"Why is this happening?" Saint Rimoshifu said with a grim expression. "Could it be... that soone inford that birdman about the events in the Holy Land as early as yesterday?"

Otherwise, the newspaper couldn't have been published so quickly!

"Most likely, the Blood-Eyed Ninja delivered the information to the World Economic Journal himself," Saint Nusjuro said.

Hearing Saint Nusjuro's words, their faces grew even darker.

That birdman was truly seeking death!

anwhile, Borsalino, who had remained silent until now, showed a thoughtful expression.

Could it be... that this Blood-Eyed Ninja had conspired with Morgans long ago?

So, publishing this news was this man's ultimate goal?

Glancing at the man lying motionless on the ground, Borsalino fell into deep thought.

After a mont of silence, Saint Shamrock looked up and said, "So to minimize the impact of this incident, we need to release the news of the Blood-Eyed Ninja's death, correct?"

"Exactly!"

Saint Nusjuro nodded. "This is already the best solution."

Releasing the news that the mastermind behind this incident had been killed would minimize the impact to the greatest extent possible!

"Can't we just recall the newspapers?" Saint Rimoshifu inquired.

"If that were truly possible, would I even be discussing this with you?" Saint Nusjuro replied helplessly.

Of course, they wanted to recall the newspapers, but the problem was... it simply couldn't be done!

Once the newspapers were distributed, even that birdman couldn't recall the News Birds!

Saint Rimoshifu: ...

That seed right.

Then he said, "Alright, I understand. Leave it to ."

Using the power of the Devil Fruit to create a cara wasn't particularly difficult for him.

As long as he hypnotized his companion, he could retrieve the cara from the dream.

"Leave it to you."

Click~

After hanging up, Saint Nusjuro turned his gaze to the others and said, "Now we just have to wait for them to return.

Once they bring back the person and the photo, we can use the Fax Transponder Snail to send the photo to Morgans. Then he can publish a newspaper that satisfies us.

At that ti... the impact of this incident can be minimized!"

"With this newspaper, the impact should be reduced," Saint Saturn said.

"Indeed."

"However... those slaves also need to be dealt with," Saint Mars thought for a mont and said. "Otherwise, they might spread unfavorable news about us."

"Of course we must deal with them!" Saint Shepherd said without hesitation. "They must die!"

How dare they escape after becoming slaves of the Celestial Dragons... they deserve to die!

"Then send people to pursue them imdiately," Saint Warcury said.

With that, he summoned the guards outside and issued the order to capture those slaves.

He instructed the Marines and CP mbers to cooperate in apprehending those individuals.

"Yes!"

The guard who received the order imdiately turned and left without hesitation.

Watching him depart, Saint Saturn frowned and said, "Can the Marines spare the manpower at this ti?"

Having just experienced the Summit War, the Marines were currently severely weakened.

"What's there to spare or not spare," Saint Warcury said calmly. "Just temporarily ignore those lowlifes."

Although due to Whitebeard's influence, more pirates had suddenly erged on the seas, and more islands were being conquered,

but... so what?

How could the lives of re lowlifes compare to the dignity of the Celestial Dragons!

"That's true."

After a mont of consideration, the other four agreed with Saint Warcury's view.

After all, to them, the dignity of the Celestial Dragons was the most important!

"Alright, you can begin now."

After handing the pocket watch to Gunko beside him, Saint Somrs looked at Saint Rimoshifu and said, "I'm ready."

Familiar with Saint Rimoshifu's Devil Fruit ability, he knew exactly how to cooperate with him at this mont.

So he openly spread his arms, waiting for the other to unleash his ability.

Saint Rimoshifu nodded, then without hesitation activated his Devil Fruit Ability.

"Deep Sleep Beam!"

"Bzzz~"

A pale golden beam shot from Saint Rimoshifu's hand, accurately landing on Saint Somrs.

The next mont, Saint Somrs felt a terrifying drowsiness wash over him, then his eyes rolled back as he collapsed to the ground.

"Huff... huff..."

Saint Somrs began snoring with snot bubbles, clearly having fallen into deep sleep.

"That's more like it."

Looking at Saint Somrs who had been instantly knocked out by him, Saint Rimoshifu showed a satisfied expression.

Then, holding a fork, he approached Saint Somrs and used his ability to materialize Saint Somrs' dream.

"Hmm?"

Seeing the strange cloud mass erging above Saint Somrs' head, a peculiar light appeared in Borsalino's eyes.

Was this the dream Saint Somrs was having now?

What was Saint Rimoshifu planning to do?

Just as Borsalino was puzzled, Saint Rimoshifu channeled his ability into his arm and reached out to touch the strange cloud mass.

Then, Saint Rimoshifu's hand grabbed the cara within the cloud!

Borsalino: !!!

Watching Saint Rimoshifu use his ability to extract a cara from Saint Somrs' dream, Borsalino's eyes imdiately showed shock.

"Can he even do sothing like this?"

Creating sothing from nothing?

This was truly astonishing!

"Of course, this isn't difficult for ," Saint Rimoshifu said.

Hearing Saint Rimoshifu's words, Borsalino fell silent for a mont, then murmured to himself: 'No wonder this guy could create those Nightmare Creatures before...

Those things must have been extracted from nightmares!

Truly worthy of a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit - the ability is indeed formidable.

Given enough ti, he could probably create an immortal army!'

Thinking this, Borsalino fell into deep contemplation.

anwhile, Saint Rimoshifu deactivated his Devil Fruit Ability at this mont, waking Saint Somrs from his deep sleep state.

"Pop~"

The snot bubble suddenly burst, and Saint Somrs shuddered awake.

After coming to, he first looked around sowhat confused, then as if rembering sothing, turned to Saint Rimoshifu and asked: "Is it done?"

"It's done."

Saint Rimoshifu showed Saint Somrs what he held in his hand, then turned and walked toward iser.

After reaching iser's side, Saint Rimoshifu began setting up the cara, intending to take a photo of him here.

"I didn't expect you to know how to handle this thing too," Saint Somrs remarked with so emotion.

"I know many things," Saint Rimoshifu said.

Although he was a Celestial Dragon and didn't need to take photos personally... occasionally he would fiddle with things that only lower-class people handled, so he gradually learned.

"Alright, I'll leave it to you then," Saint Somrs nodded.

Then, he turned his gaze to Gunko and asked: "How much ti has passed?"

Hearing this, Gunko glanced at the pocket watch in her hand and said: "Almost four minutes."

"Four minutes, huh." Saint Somrs stroked his chin. "Based on the previous pattern, if this guy revives again it should take about five minutes."

Hearing Saint Somrs' words, everyone turned their attention to iser.

They were very curious whether this man could revive again. "One minute is enough ti for to take photos," Saint Rimoshifu muttered.

While saying this, he positioned his cara and took several photos of iser lying on the ground.

After completing this task, Saint Rimoshifu removed the film from the cara and tucked it into his chest pocket, planning to develop the photos later.

"I'm done here."

After casually tossing the cara aside, Saint Rimoshifu said, "These few photos will be sufficient."

Saint Shamrock nodded upon hearing this, then turned his gaze to iser and said, "Well... now we'll see whether this guy is truly dead or just pretending!"