The Replica Magic Starting from Black Four

Chapter 307 A Chance to Survive! Who said I don't have paint? New crew member!

Mr. 3 and the others quieted down again.

Bucky's red lips parted to reveal his snow-white teeth. He turned to look at Mumu, his arrogant expression vanishing instantly. He cautiously said, "Captain."

Miki was already used to Buggy's cowardly and bullying nature, so he ignored Buggy and calmly looked at Mr. 3 and the others.

"You've been locked up for so long, you'll get moldy if we keep you locked up any longer. It's good to let you get some sunshine. The sun is shining quite well today."

Mumu leaned back and sat down, and a wooden chair appeared out of thin air, which she sat on.

Mr.3, Ms. Golden Week, Mr.5, and Ms. Valentine's Day could naturally feel the warm sunshine, but when they thought about their current situation, they felt not warmth at all, but rather a chill.

Of the four, Ms. Golden Week, who looked like a child, had fear in her eyes, and her long, dark red twin ponytails were messily hanging on both sides of her shoulders.

Although Mumu didn't say anything, she had a premonition that she might die here today!
Having been confined to the laboratory for some time, although they didn't know what Mumu was doing, they could roughly guess that releasing them now was not a good thing.

The most likely explanation is that they have no further use to us.

Something has to be done!
"Lord Tasaki!"

Ms. Golden Week bit her lip and spoke hastily, her voice trembling.

Bucky's eyes widened, ready to reprimand him.

How dare they interrupt the captain! But before they could even finish speaking, they saw Mumu raise his hand, signaling them to shut up.

Bucky could only close his mouth again, a bewildered look on his face.

"I am not a Devil Fruit user!" Ms. Goldenweek exclaimed in panic. She had already noticed that the other party was capturing Devil Fruit users for research.

Mumu nodded: "I know, that's why I didn't give you a drawing board and paints."

Talk about it.

It was only after capturing Ms. Goldenweek that he discovered she wasn't a Devil Fruit user, since he had traveled through time for so long that he no longer remembered some details clearly.

Miki only remembered that Ms. Golden Week had the ability to manipulate other people's emotions through the color of paint, which is why he mistook her for a Devil Fruit user.

but.

Upon discovering that the other party was not a Devil Fruit user, Mogi became even more interested, as this innate and self-controlled ability was also worth studying.

Ms. Golden Week's ability, simply put, is a form of hypnosis. She amplifies this hypnotic effect through the color of the paint, which can be considered an application of mental abilities.

Of the nine chief commanders of Baroque Works, apart from Beb, who is ranked sixth, Ms. Goldenweek is the only two members who have not eaten Devil Fruit abilities.

While Beb is not a Devil Fruit user, his beloved dog Rasu is a dachshund that has eaten the Dog-Dog Fruit and is an important asset to Beb.

and so!
Only Ms. Golden Week became one of the nine chief commanders based on her own abilities, ranking fifth. Moreover, she is only a 16-year-old girl, which shows her outstanding talent.

No drawing board or fuel provided?
Ms. Golden Week looked somewhat frightened for a moment, then realized something.

Mr.3, Ms. Valentine's Day, and Mr.5 all reacted at the same time, their bodies suddenly tensing up.

"Although you few have not been on this ship for long, you have seen quite a few secrets about me."

Mumu leaned back in his chair, his eyes calm, with a slight smile: "So I plan to get rid of you all."

The faint smile, falling into the ears of the four, sent a chill down their spines.

“However…” Yu Mu said this.

Whoosh!
Mr. 3 was the first to move, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He suddenly turned around and threw a punch at his partner, Ms. Golden Week, behind him.

Nobody wants to die, he wants to live!

Baroque Works is finished. Judging from the meaning behind the monster Mumu's words, as long as the other three are eliminated, there is not only a chance to survive, but also to join this powerful pirate crew.

For Mr. 3, this was not just about surviving, but a tremendous opportunity!

boom!
The powerful punch slammed into the deck behind, producing a dull thud.

Averted?
Mr. 3 was startled and looked up at Ms. Golden Week, who was awkwardly turning around and backing away.

"Almost..."

Ms. Golden Week's somewhat youthful face broke out in a cold sweat as she clutched her left shoulder and let out a painful groan.

She dodged Mr. 3's attack, but not Mr. 5's and Ms. Valentine's Day's attacks.

Seeing Mr. 3, Ms. Valentine's Day, and Mr. 5 standing up and surrounding her, Ms. Golden Week ignored the pain in her shoulder, quickly turned around and ran away.

I saw Ms. Golden Week's quick and efficient movements.

Mr.3, Ms. Valentine's Day, and Mr.5 paused slightly, glancing warily at the other two.

"Don't do anything unnecessary, solve Ms. Golden Week first!"

"Otherwise, if we can't use our Devil Fruits, no one can be her match."

Mr. 3's voice was a little hoarse as he finished speaking and took the lead in chasing after them.

Their Devil Fruit abilities are still locked by the key magic; otherwise, with his abilities, Ms. Golden Three and her companions would have been the ones to deal with him just now.

Mr.5 and Ms. exchanged a glance on Valentine's Day.

"Damn it, chase after them!" Mr. 5 roared and gave chase.

Ms. Valentine's Day's usual haughty demeanor had vanished, replaced by fear and panic in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and followed, but deliberately slowed her pace.

She was well aware that she was the weakest of the four, and if Ms. Golden Week was taken down by the three of them, she would probably be next.

Under the watchful eyes of Mumu and the others, four figures chased and fled across the spacious deck.

However, while the four were kept in the cabin for a long time, Mumu did not let them go hungry, but he also did not feed them enough, not to mention that he would draw blood from them from time to time for research.

With their current physical strength, the four of them simply cannot engage in a prolonged fight!

Mochi and Kabaji had already huddled together, watching the chase with great interest.

"Who do you think will win? I think it's Mr. 3. The four of them are clearly led by him." Mochi stared at the arena.

Life at sea is inherently boring, and this scene before them both felt a surge of excitement.

"No, I'm optimistic about Mr. 5."

“They don’t have Devil Fruit abilities now, so they can only rely on physical strength to decide the outcome. The two women are the weakest in terms of physical strength, and Mr. 3 is a bit older. Only Mr. 5 should have the best physical strength.” Kabaji stroked his chin and looked them over.

"1 Berries?"

"it is good!"

As the two whispered their bet, the brief chase suddenly took a turn.

Although the space on the deck is spacious, it is ultimately limited.

As the youngest and relatively weakest, Ms. Golden Week was quickly cornered by Mr. 3 and the other two, and forced to the edge of the boat.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Golden Week, but you are a much bigger threat to us."

Mr. 3, panting, pushed up his glasses.

As Ms. Golden Week's partner, Mr. 3 was well aware of her strength. While influencing others' emotions with paint was indeed troublesome, what was even more troublesome was Ms. Golden Week's astonishing physical skills.

Applying paint to someone's body to affect them is not an easy task.

If they could still use their Devil Fruit abilities, that would be fine. But now that none of the three of them can use them, they have very little chance of winning a one-on-one fight against Ms. Goldenweek.

"Hehe, one of them has already left the stage so quickly." Baji stood beside Yumu, his red nose twitching, his eyes burning.

I heard Bucky's voice.

"That's not necessarily true."

Miki stared at Ms. Golden Week, who was leaning against the edge of the boat, and made an interesting remark.

Bucky's expression froze for a moment, slightly surprised.

now!

Faced with the three men surrounding her, Ms. Golden Week, though also panting, was slowly losing her initial panic and becoming calm.

This change made Mr. 3, who was about to take action, pause in his tracks!
Mr. 5 wasn't as vigilant as Mr. 3, and thought Ms. Golden Week had already given up the fight.

"I've disliked you for a long time. You're not even a Devil Fruit user, yet you're ranked above me."

Mr. 5 spoke in an annoyed tone, cracking his fist as he said, "Don't worry, you won't feel a single pain later. You can jump into the sea now, saving us some effort, and maybe you'll even survive."

"Wait a minute, Mr. 5." Mr. 3 suddenly stretched out his arm and blocked Mr. 5's way.

"What's wrong?" Mr. 5.

"Something's not right. Battles rely on strategy, not recklessness."

Mr. 3 originally didn't intend to stop Mr. 5, but he couldn't understand why Ms. Golden Week was still so confident under these circumstances. If something happened to Mr. 5, dealing with him would be even more troublesome.

"A guy who calls himself 'resourceful'."

Ms. Golden Week took a breath and said to Mr. 3 in a sarcastic tone, "What strategies do you have to change the current situation?"

"This is not an opponent you have faced before. In the face of such a disparity in strength, your so-called wisdom is of no use."

The slightly sarcastic tone made Mr. 3's face flush red with anger.

"Hmph, even so, without paint in your hands, you're no different from us who can't use Devil Fruit abilities!"

"Mr. 5, Ms. Valentine's Day, make your move! Die!"

Mr.3 gave a cold shout.

suddenly!

Ms. Golden Week suddenly raised her arm and bit her finger hard. A large amount of blood immediately gushed out from the wound, which she smeared on her face without hesitation.

"Who says I don't have paint? Blood is paint too!"

"You guys used up a lot of energy chasing me, now it's my turn!"

A ferocious look appeared on Ms. Golden Week's seemingly youthful face, and her eyes began to fill with bloodshot veins. "Berserk Crimson!"

boom!
After Ms. Golden Week shouted her last few words, all reason vanished from her eyes, and she charged straight at the other side.

The three of them changed their expressions simultaneously. Even Mr. 3, who was his partner, did not expect that Ms. Golden Week had such a hidden trick up her sleeve.

The sudden burst of speed caught Mr. 3 off guard, and he was punched in the chest by Ms. Golden Week.

"what!"

Mr. 3 let out a scream first, then shouted, "Help!"

Mr.5 and Ms. Valentine's Day quickly stepped forward.

The three quickly felt the astonishing force coming from Ms. Golden Week's arm. What was terrifying was that she seemed to feel no pain at all, attacking continuously without making any defense, and her stamina was also astonishing!
For a while.

Ms. Golden Week completely overwhelmed the three men, forcing Mr. 3 and his group into a series of retreats.

An unexpected scene unfolded.

Bucky, Mochi, and Kabaji were all dumbfounded.

Yumu's eyes were calm, as if he had expected this scene.

Different colors can affect people's emotions to some extent. Ms. Golden Week's ability is to amplify these emotions and combine them with hypnosis.

If you can hypnotize others, then hypnotizing yourself is obviously not a problem either!
The battle did not last long.

Mr. 3 and his group were already short on stamina, and faced with the crazy and tireless Ms. Golden Week, they were all defeated in less than a minute and lay on the ground.

After dealing with the three people.

With bloodshot eyes and having lost her mind, Ms. Golden Week showed no sign of stopping. Instead, she fixed her gaze on Yuki, let out an incomprehensible roar, and charged forward.

"Snapped!"

Momo snapped his fingers.

An invisible magic dissipated, and the blood on Ms. Golden Week's face disappeared after she had just taken two steps. Her bloodshot eyes regained their clarity, and she looked around blankly.

Bang!
After regaining her senses, the pain that surged through her body and the exhaustion from pulling all her strength out of her body immediately overwhelmed her. Ms. Golden Week's legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the deck.

"I...I won..."

Ms. Golden Week weakly raised her head, her gray-brown pupils fixed on Mumu.

Mogi stood up with a smile on his face: "Welcome to the Demon Eye Pirates."

Hear this.

Ms. Golden Week's tense nerves finally relaxed completely; she knew she could survive.

Mochi and Kabaji exchanged a glance, got up and walked towards Ms. Golden Week, helping her up from the ground, since she would be their companion from now on.

Mogi took a step forward and appeared in front of the defeated Mr. 3 and his two companions. With a wave of his hand, all three of them were lifted into the air.

"There was no unexpected result," Miki said softly.

next moment!
Miki led the three of them directly into the sea.

Bucky and the others were a little confused, but they didn't think too much about it, since their captain always did things that were hard to understand.

"Hey, you two, 1 Berries each!"

"I'm betting that Ms. Golden Week will win."

Bucky chuckled and strode towards Mochi and the other man, raising his hands to speak to them.

Faced with Bucky's somewhat shameless behavior, Mochi and Kabaji's lips twitched, and they both said in unison, "We didn't bet with you!"

It didn't take long.

Mogi emerged from the sea again, appearing on the deck completely dry, with three Devil Fruits of different shapes floating in front of him.

As for Mr. 3 and the others, they were naturally thrown into the sea and should have been swallowed by the fish by now.

Ms. Golden Week, who was resting on the ground, saw the three Devil Fruits in front of Miki, her pupils shrank, and an incredulous look appeared on her face.

Not only Ms. Golden Week, but also Bucky, Mochi, and Kabaji were stunned; they were no fools.

Bucky opened his mouth and instinctively shivered.

(End of this chapter)