I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 200 199. Gun and Godfather!

Moses left the coral reef and left a handful of burning ashes on the ground not far away to fertilize the coral.

He played with an exquisite ring in his hand, his eyes flashing with thought, "A real man should handle a gun, right?"

Gray mist spread between the fingers, and the ring was taken into space and decomposed again, separating the material from the power of the devil fruit.

Spiritualization.

His body sank rapidly towards the ground, drilled into the earth, and soon left Fishman Island from underground and came to the deep sea outside. His observation color spread out, and in the state of celestial being, his spiritual vision sensed the frequency fluctuations coming from all directions.

After swimming quickly in the deep sea for about ten minutes, Messier appeared in a trench, sensing the familiar frequency fluctuations of iron ore.

Looking at the underwater rock wall in front of me, the gray fog spread and swallowed it, crackling.

Pieces of iron ore and rock layers are decomposed in the devouring space, and high-purity metal essences are refined. This is a complex metal vein with sufficient reserves of various metal ores.

An hour later, the entire vein was devoured, leaving only a deep seabed pit.

Messer looked at the piles of various metal materials in the devouring space, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly:
"The various resources in this deep sea are truly abundant."

In the devouring space, using the knowledge of forging materials in memory, various separated metal materials are combined into special alloys.

A moment later, they arrived at a blacksmith shop on the Fishman Island. The fishman owner, who was about to close the business, rented the shop to Messier with a smile after receiving a generous amount of Bailey.

"Feel free to use it. Even if you burn my shop down, it's fine. Just because you and your companions saved the princess today, I won't charge you any Baileys."

Looking at the shop owner in front of him with a playful smile, Messer stretched out his hand calmly:

"Okay, give Bailey back to me."

Hearing this, the octopus boss's red face suddenly turned red, and his lips stammered. Soon, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of an excuse, and his mouth opened slightly. At this time, Messier, who was looking at the facilities in the house, waved his hand and said lightly without turning his head:

"Okay, you can go now. Don't disturb me while I'm working."

His words were blocked, his cheeks flushed, and the fishman boss left here embarrassedly.

My ears are finally quiet.

Pieces of high-purity alloy material were taken out of the space and placed on the chopping block.

Domineering energy flowed in his body, and dark red high-temperature flames appeared, burning the alloy.

After the temperature reached the right level, the iron hammer in his hand, wrapped in domineering aura, forged the alloy with a special rhythm. Ten forgings, a hundred forgings, a thousand forgings, ten thousand forgings. The armed color destroyed the original veins and patterns in the material, leaving only the purest spirituality of the material and the alloy properties as white as paper.

Pieces of B-grade alloy embryos were forged, swallowed into the devouring space, and began to fuse with materials with their own life characteristics.

A moment later, pieces of iron-gray life alloy with white lines appeared.

There is a strong sense of connection between the sense and oneself, and the frequency fluctuations emitted are also consistent with one's own aura.

Messer breathed a sigh of relief.

The material combination characteristics of the devouring space are indeed powerful.

Pieces of alloy are taken out, calcined at high temperature, wrapped with armed colors, and then reshaped with dexterous hands and hammers. Each component is rubbed out purely by hand.

Barrel, revolver, firing mechanism, gears, grip, trigger, and cylinder.
Relying on the internal structure of the revolver he had played with before, Messer reproduced a revolver flintlock rifle at a one-to-one scale.

Open the magazine and load six rounds.

It is 48 cm long, feels heavy, and has an iron-gray gun body covered with white lines.

Item rating: B
There was satisfaction in Messi's eyes. The gray fog spread and retracted the revolver into the devouring space. The gray fog grabbed the power of the target fruit in the space and stuffed it into the revolver.

Just like a ring, the power of the devil fruit merged smoothly with the revolver, and mysterious spiral "Tangcao" patterns appeared on the gun.

"Identification"

[Life Demon Wheel Spear (A)]: A magical devil fruit firearm. As you have a deep connection with this unique firearm, you can freely use the firearm's Target Fruit ability.

Messer gripped the revolver, feeling the close connection between the gun and himself. Holding it in his hand was like an extension of his limbs, and he felt the devil fruit ability that had been activated on the gun.

Sensing the unique devil fruit frequency fluctuations on the revolver.

There are also the markings and conceptual fluctuations of certainty contained in the fruit's abilities.

The bullets used by this gun are pellets with a diameter of 11.4 mm. Messer looked at the sufficient amount of alloy in the space and began to refine and shape the alloy pellets one by one.

Neatly stacked in a corner of the space.

Then, he turned his attention to the remaining attributeless B-grade alloy in front of him.

Divide into pellet sizes.

Begin casting unique inscribed projectiles.

That is to give the projectile a unique energy concentration and phenomenon context.

Time passed slowly, Meser's forging soul burned, and one inscribed bullet after another was forged. In the blink of an eye, it was dawn the next day.

Looking at the iron-black alloy bullets piled up randomly in front of him, there are six types.

Peel bullet.

Ice bomb.

Incendiary bomb.

Electric shock bomb.

Flashbang.

Smoke bomb.

Messer selected these six phenomenal veins, forged them into an alloy, and molded them into the shape of a projectile.

Infused with Armament Haki, these inscribed projectiles trigger various phenomena when rubbed against the air after being fired.

Open the revolver's magazine, load six types of bullets with different properties into the magazine one by one, and close the magazine.

Messer glanced at the remaining two hundred or so inscribed bullets with different attributes. The gray mist spread and swallowed up the ordinary alloy bullets in the space.

He couldn't let go of the revolver, with a smile on his face.
"After all, this is my first A-rank weapon. So, let's call it 'Death God'. It's a deadly god of death. Every shot is sure to hit the target. Once you've marked your target, I'll take your life from a thousand miles away."

As the bullets were loaded, Messer instinctively understood the effect of this "Death" gun.

As long as the first bullet hits the target, it will leave a mark on the target's body, and subsequent bullets fired from this gun will have the special effect of being a sure hit.

This is not an ordinary gun, it is a death weapon that will automatically "take your life".

In short, Death is coming.

However, Messer's eyes were a little sad. With the performance of this weapon, even if it was an ordinary bullet wrapped in armament color, the one who could withstand it would have to have at least C+ level strength.

The guaranteed hit effect of this gun is destined to be used only in high-end games, but top-level players can almost all remove the fruit ability mark, so it's embarrassing.

At this moment, Moses understood.

No wonder there is no place for gunmen among the top strong men in the sea. Either they use knives or they use fists.

If all else fails, use a mace.

However, the inscribed bullet.

There was a fire burning in Moses' eyes.

At this time, a somewhat speechless and faint voice came.

"Is this what you said about coming back in a while? Does your "a while" mean you won't be back all night?"

Messer blinked, looked at Yamato who appeared at the door, exhaled a foul breath, and laughed dryly:
"Ahem, something delayed me last night, and then I suddenly had some inspiration, and before I knew it, it was already daybreak."

After stretching, Moses walked out and looked at her happily:
"Why did you come out? Is something wrong?"

Yamato said speechlessly:

"I asked you to have breakfast, and then my observation and hearing sensed you were here, so I came to look for you. Didn't you sleep all night?"

Looking at this somewhat remote place, and the coal and weapons randomly stacked inside, Yamato sighed:
"Let's go, we've already ordered breakfast."

Rubbing his eyes, which were a little sore, he didn't feel anything until Yamato said it. Now that he said it, he was really a little tired.

walk down the street.

After a while,
Yamato and I came to a breakfast shop, and at a table near the window, there was Kumabo and Eri.

The table was already filled with breakfast. The hungry Moses had already washed his hands with running water on the way here, and now he sat down and started eating.

During the meal, Xiong Bao was curious about why Messier did not come back all night. Messier gave a brief explanation and took out his "Death" revolver to show it.

I received a wave of speechless looks.

Even the usually considerate Eri secretly rolled her eyes at Messer and said:
"Body matters."

Although I am now challenging myself to eat donuts for five days and five nights without sleeping, it’s no big deal.

However, Messier felt that he should listen to the kind advice from his beloved sister.

"Well, I'll go back and rest soon. You three can just play outside by yourselves today."

Yamato complained: "Your schedule is really messed up. Don't you know that children should go to bed early and get up early?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Messer said lightly:
"I am now eighteen years old."

Yamato's mouth twitched: "What about next year?"

"eighteen."

"What about the year after next?"

"eighteen."

Yamato laughed silently and said, "You are always eighteen years old, right?" Messer blinked and smiled.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to live for a very, very long time. If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the case."

Yamato: "."

I'm speechless. This guy is so shameless.

Finished breakfast.

Moses returned to the inn where he was staying.

Take a bath and go to bed.

As for testing the gun, I'll wait until I wake up.

in the afternoon.

There were bursts of noise in his ears. Messier opened his eyes, sat up, scratched his head, and looked a little confused.

Opened the door and walked out.

Looking at the scene in the living room, where a large group of people were gathered, Messer was speechless: "Are they playing?"

Inside are Yamato, Eri, Kumabo, Otohime, her three sons, one daughter, and a blue whale shark.

A group of people split into two groups, each playing cards, with small notes stuck on their faces.

Mercer looked at Jinbei with an inexplicable look and chuckled, "Is Shichibukai-sama so free?"

Jinbei sat on the sofa and did not participate. He just drank tea and did the guarding work entrusted by Neptune.

Seeing Mercer coming out, Jinbei nodded in a friendly manner: "You don't have to call me Shichibukai-sama, Mr. Mercer, just call me Jinbei."

Why does this sound a bit sarcastic?

"By the way, are you all free? Why did you come to my place?"

Just as Moses was about to speak, a weak voice rang out:

"Yes, I'm sorry, Lord Mercer. I was walking back to my room last night and was discovered by my mother. She didn't know why I was like this and was very worried, so she brought me here to see you today.

I don't know what happened, but the princes and Master Jinbe also came along."

Looking at Shirahoshi, Mercer shook his head and looked at Otohime calmly, "Princess, is there anything you want to ask? I'm here now."

Otohime laughed dryly, removed the paper strips covering her face, stood up and walked over. She bowed to Mercer first, then scratched her head sheepishly.

"I'm sorry, I'm not here to blame you, and I don't sense any ill will towards us from you.

I also know that you will not do anything bad to Shirahoshi, I just wanted to find an excuse to come and see you."

Mercer listened to her words, took a step back calmly, and said calmly:
"I'm sorry, it's impossible for us. I don't like your type."

Yiji's eyes suddenly glazed over, her pretty face flushed red, and she waved her hands repeatedly, speaking incoherently, "No, no, no, you misunderstood. I love my husband very much. I'm not what you think."

The violent fluctuations in emotions and the subtle spiritual appeal that was unique to Otohime dissipated.

Mercer looked at her sharply and said:

"If you weren't Shirahoshi's mother, I would definitely knock you to the ground with one punch.

Has no one told you?
Don't use your fluctuating perception of knowledge to influence others."

Feeling a tingling sensation on her body, Otohime's face suddenly turned pale. Jinbei moved over silently, and Messer turned his head to look at him:

"I advise you to be honest, otherwise I don't mind teaching you a profound lesson."

His eyes were dim and unfriendly.

Jinbei's body suddenly tensed up, and the atmosphere in the room became solemn at this moment.

Yamato and Eri calmly locked their auras on Jinbe.

Xiong Bao was ready to devour the three hostages beside him at any time.

At this time, the little girl Bai Xing came over with her head shrunk, took Messer's arm, and looked pitifully into his eyes:
"Lord Mercer, the Queen Mother means no harm, please don't be angry, okay?"

Seeing this little girl, Moses's expression brightened up and he said cheerfully:
"Just kidding, don't worry, at most I'll just beat your mother up, I won't kill her."

Yiji's mouth twitched when she heard this. This guy treated me differently.

But I also breathed a sigh of relief. My attempt failed and I almost got beaten up. With my small physique, it would not be an exaggeration to say that I had a close call with hell.

Messer looked at Otohime and asked, "When you went to Marijoa to meet the Celestial Dragons, did you also use your observation Haki ability?"

Yiji couldn't help but look a little unnatural.

He thought of Don Quixote Musgard Saint, who had accidentally come to Fishman Island after being shipwrecked and was rescued by him.

It was because he took the risk to "inspire" him that he was able to obtain the signature list of the world's nobles and come back alive.

If it weren't for that Celestial Dragon protecting me, I might have been stuck there forever.

The powerful auras there are simply countless.

Even now, when I think about it, I can't help but feel a chill in my heart.

Seeing her frightened look, Moses' eyes flashed and he asked:
"Have you seen the Five Elders?"

Otohime nodded palely: "Yes, they have, and they have signed it."

"Have you ever used your Observation Haki to sense them?"

Yiji glanced at Messer and said weakly:
".I didn't dare."

Hearing this, Mercer couldn't help but laugh out loud: "He still has some brains. He's not particularly stupid."

Jinbe and the three mermaid princes standing by stared in amazement at how obedient Otohime was in front of Messer, their faces bewildered.

When Jinbei heard what Otohime said, although he didn't quite understand it, he understood some of it and couldn't help but feel shocked by Princess Otohime's boldness.

This is really dancing with life.

"Although your Observation Haki is amazing, it's like turning on a light in the middle of the night in front of a strong person who possesses both Observation Haki and Conqueror Haki. Fortunately, you didn't use it, otherwise you might have become a slave of a Celestial Dragon by now."

Otohime's face turned pale, and she said bitterly, "The God-given opportunity at that time was fleeting. For the future of Fishman Island, I had to give it a try."

"Even if you die?"

"But I succeeded."

"It means you are lucky."

"Yeah. Indeed."

Messi complained silently in his heart that in the original timeline, it might be because he overdrew his luck too much, and then he was killed by Hodie Jones not long after he came back.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want from me this time? Think it over carefully before you speak, or I'll really hit you."

Because he had just woken up, Messiah was a little irritable.

Yiji glanced at Messi and whispered:
"One is to ask if there will be any negative consequences if Shirahoshi's legs transform early, and the other is to ask if you are willing to teach my sons how to practice."

Mercer glanced at her and said calmly:
"You're not telling the truth. First, there are no side effects. Second, I refuse because it's too troublesome."

Messer said calmly, "What do you want to say? If not, you can leave now."

Otohime looked at Messer helplessly:

"You're totally ungentlemanly. My first two questions were true, but I want to ask something else. Are you willing to be Shirahoshi's godfather?"

Having witnessed the power of the World Government and having almost died yesterday, she felt a sense of crisis because of Shirahoshi's identity and urgently wanted to find a reliable backer for Shirahoshi.

Originally, he liked Jinbei, who was of the same race and had good character and was strong enough, but now the person in front of him was a human being, strong enough, still young, and most importantly, he was very good to Shirahoshi.

She is very aware of the potential of human beings.

Although humans are inherently weak, they also have the greatest potential.

Pirate King Roger is human.

The world's strongest man, Edward Newgate Whitebeard, is also human.

The disappeared flying pirate Shiki the Golden Lion was also human.

The navy hero Monkey D. Garp is still human.

Justify this.

There is also a prediction made by Charlie that the world will undergo unparalleled changes in the future.

The huge sense of crisis in her heart forced Otohime to make preparations early, just like the time with the Celestial Dragons and this time as well.

She learned from Jinbei that the man in front of her was very strong, so she asked again with hope in her eyes:

"Mr. Messer, I wonder if you would be willing to be the godfather of Shirahoshi's child?
If you wish, we, the Neptune clan, are willing to stand on the same front with you forever."

Bai Xing blinked and looked at Messer blankly: "Master Messer, what is a godfather?"

Glancing at her, Mercer said calmly:
"You want me to be your godfather?"

"Puchi!" Yamato couldn't help but burst out laughing, slapping the table hard and laughing:
"Hahahahaha. Mercer, why are you going to be a father? You're so young! I'm dying of laughter. No, hahahaha, my stomach hurts. I can't do it. I can't do it."

Looking at Yamato who was laughing so hard, Otohime asked helplessly:
"Is there anything wrong with what I said, Miss Yamato?"

Yamato grinned and said:

"Why don't you just ask Moses how old he is?"

(End of this chapter)