From Pirates to the Strongest Death God in Soul Society

Chapter 4 I am the embodiment of darkness!
The world of pirates is about to be in turmoil at this moment, but in the past few days, Bane has been locking himself at home and has not even gone out.

As early as the night he got the Dark-Dark Fruit, after some thought, Bane resolutely chose to eat this devil fruit.

There is no need to explain the reason, there is only one reason, that is, he wants to become stronger.

No matter whether it is the inexplicable portal in his body or the increasingly turbulent situation in the world today, if he wants to gain more benefits and live a better life, he must have more powerful strength!
Facts have proved that the rumor that the devil fruit tastes like dog shit is false information. Before eating the Dark-Dark Fruit, Bane prepared himself mentally. He hinted to himself many times that those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters and that God will give you great responsibilities.

As a result, when I made up my mind to take a bite, my mouth was filled with fragrance, tenderness and juiciness, and it was unexpectedly delicious!
Originally he thought he would just take a bite and endure the pain, but after realizing that it tasted good, Bane finished the entire watermelon-sized dark fruit.

And afterwards, just as he expected, even after leaving the world of pirates, the Dark-Dark Fruit still possessed its magical power. It seemed that the world he lived in had extremely strong compatibility and could accommodate the power of various different worlds.

After eating the Dark-Dark Fruit, Bane felt as if he was immersed in the power of darkness. An endless supply of dark elements flowed freely and violently in his body.

He is the embodiment of darkness!
But in fact, this was an illusion brought about by suddenly accepting powerful strength. The Dark-Dark Fruit was indeed powerful, and the dark element energy it contained could be said to be endless. But in the past few days, after calming down from the initial expansion, Bane also realized some factors, that is, although the dark elements in his body seemed endless, in order to mobilize and use the power of these dark elements, he needed to consume his own physical strength.

It's like the Dark-Dark Fruit is a reservoir. There is a lot of water in the reservoir, but how much can be used depends on how much can be released from the faucet, and his body is the faucet. The stronger he is, the stronger the ability of the fruit he can exert!
"No wonder some people say that it is not the fruit that makes the person, but the person that makes the fruit. Just like the three admirals of the navy who are natural-type, even if they don't have devil fruits, they should be the top-notch heroes on the sea." Bane sighed in his heart.

The devil fruit only gives people an opportunity. Whether they can seize this opportunity and continue to climb depends on them.

In the final analysis, people have to rely on themselves!
At this time, Bane was sitting on the sofa in the living room of his home. The dark elements flowed between his fingers like water, dripping onto the ground, completely immersing the already not very clean floor into a pitch-black color.

When the surrounding floor was completely soaked, the coffee table that was originally standing on the floor began to sink continuously, gradually sinking into the seemingly bottomless darkness and was swallowed up.

At the moment when the coffee table disappeared into the darkness, Bane suddenly clenched his palms into fists. As he moved, the pool of black water on the floor instantly condensed into an energy ball emitting a strong dark aura, floating in the living room.

After a moment, Bane slowly loosened his hand, and the dark energy ball dissipated. A large amount of crushed wood chips and coffee table debris fell to the ground from the darkness.

"I've stayed indoors for the past few days and finally have a basic grasp of the Dark-Dark Fruit." Bane smiled and stood up.

Looking around at this moment, his house was in a mess, as if a hurricane had hit it. It was even more miserable than the billiard hall that he and his men had smashed a few days ago.

The reason is that in the first two days after eating the Dark-Dark Fruit, Bane could not control this power at all. To put it in an analogy, it was as if a tail suddenly grew on his body. It was obviously one with him, but because he had no experience with this before, he could not control it at all and stumbled.

He ate the Dark-Dark Fruit the night before and farted the next morning. A puff of black smoke carrying a large amount of dark elements leaked out, directly shattering Bane's bed.

So Bane didn't dare go out these days, for fear that he might lose control and fart on the street and kill someone.

He will be really famous then!
Until today, he finally adapted to this power and initially controlled the ability of the Dark-Dark Fruit, so he planned to go out for a walk, take a look at the situation, and further consider how to start his new life?

His original plan was probably going to be scrapped now. After all, now that he could suddenly open the portal, there would be too many options. If the conditions here were not good, he could even stay in the world of pirates and stir up trouble.

In short, after traveling through time for so many days, he now feels a little more confident.

Walking down the street and looking at the state of New Dar City, it is actually no different from the previous few days. It seems that the success of the empire's westward movement has not yet had an impact so quickly.

After buying a newspaper on the street, Bane came to Sphinx Street as if he was familiar with it. On the way, he met many thugs who greeted him politely and called him "big brother".

Bane was absorbed in reading the newspaper and ignored them.

Turning a corner and entering a fighting gym, Bane casually slammed the newspaper on the bar table and his expression became dull. It was obvious that there was no news that attracted him in the past few days.

"Hey, Bane, why haven't I seen you here for a few days? Did you get your head blown up again?" On the training platform, a 2.5-meter-tall man who was stronger than Bane smiled and said hello. He took out a cigar from his arms, cut it, lit it and put it in his mouth, then Bane responded with a smile and curse: "Do you believe that I will go up and blow your head off right now?"

"Hahahaha, you look very energetic." The sturdy man laughed loudly, and then asked excitedly: "Do you want to really fight?"

"No, what about Frant?" Bane waved his hand and refused.

"I'm here"

Hearing the sound, he looked and saw that the door behind the bar opened. A thin man holding an exquisite password briefcase sat down opposite Bane.

Before Ben could speak, Frant raised his eyebrows and said, "I have something new in my hand, do you want to try it?"

"What's new?" Bane asked with a little curiosity.

Frant is a black market dealer in New Dar City, and he always has some weird stuff on his hands. Bane has helped him solve several small troubles, so the two have a good relationship. As a black market dealer, he is well-informed, so occasionally Bane will come to him to listen to "various gossips and rumors" to avoid getting lost in the society.

"Look, let me open your eyes." Frant raised his chin arrogantly, then quickly opened the coded briefcase.

There was no large object in the suitcase, but something similar to a biological agent injection tube. The tube was transparent and flowing with a blood-like liquid.

"Blood?" Bane guessed.

"Well, this is a special medicine that can make people's physical fitness stronger. But to be precise, this is called RC cells." Frant said pretentiously.

Listening to this cell, Bane felt that it sounded somewhat familiar, but that was all.

"Is this something from another world?" Bane asked.

"Of course. Aren't you a person with the ability to strengthen your body? I thought this thing would be more suitable for you, so I bought it on the black market and prepared to give it to you." Front said with a smile.

"You must have bad intentions, why are you giving it to me?" Ben said disdainfully, "Tell me, what are the side effects?"

Although he had helped Frant solve several troubles, these people who roamed in illegal areas would not be so loyal. If they were so loyal, Frant would not have been doing well in the black market and would have died in some stinky ditch.

Being discovered by Bane, Frant was not embarrassed. He smiled and said, "If you want to gain power, how can you not pay a price?"

"Don't beat around the bush." Ben knocked on the table and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Frant looked around, then moved closer to Bane's head and lowered his voice and said, "Didn't a portal appear in Vandir City half a year ago?"

"I remember that. The newspaper reported it not long ago. It is said that there is a perverted serial killer over there who likes to eat people." Bane was suddenly stunned as he spoke.

RC Cells!?
Frant didn't notice the change in Bane's expression, but continued to speak in a low voice: "At that time, the official news was that the gate was out of control, but in fact, the gate was breached, but the Osaria family who controlled Vandir City suppressed the news and wanted to take all the benefits. They took this power from the gate, the RC cells, which are said to be taken from some ghoul or ghost race."

"So the side effect is cannibalism?" Bane rolled his eyes at Front.

"That's the first generation version. After more than half a year of research, the Osalia family has achieved great success. The one I have has eliminated the related side effects. It won't eat people, but it will make you have a big appetite."

(End of this chapter)