One Piece meme: Starting with eight extraordinary skills

The prison guard, Beast, collapsed to the ground, limp and powerless. He could only helplessly open his eyes and look to Warden Magellan for help.

Commissioner Magellan's pupils dilated sharply, a bad feeling rising in his mind:

"Could it be that……"

The deep-sea prison has six underground levels, an infinite hell.

Centered on the cell where Douglas Barrett was imprisoned, a terrifying storm of pressure swept around, and the invisible and intangible Conqueror's Haki filled every corner of the Infinite Hell. The suffocating pressure felt like a mountain pressing down on everyone's shoulders, and even those once-famous pirates couldn't help but change color.

San Juan Wolf, his massive body resembling a battleship island, huddled in a corner of the cell, his arms tightly wrapped around his curled-up legs, tears streaming down his face, his eyes gleaming with terror and unease, muttering to himself:

"Mommy..."

Katerina Deppon lay sprawled on the cold floor, her chest heaving violently. An unnatural flush rose on her pale face, and her thick red lips parted as she gasped for breath.

"As expected of that man!"

Basque Jote.

Abbas Pizarro.

Barrorick Redfield.

Bondi Waldo.

All sorts of notable pirates, whether famous or historically forgotten, trembled with fear, staring in shock and rage into the darkness. While boundless anger rose within them for the boy who dared to provoke that man, they couldn't help but harbor malicious suspicions:

"That boy must be terrified by now, right?"

Conqueror's Haki is the rarest of the three types of Haki. It cannot be learned through training and must be acquired entirely through one's talent and aptitude.

On this vast ocean, only one in millions of people possesses Conqueror's Haki. Those who awaken Conqueror's Haki are often considered to have the potential to become a king!

Conqueror's Haki also has different levels.

Those who awaken for the first time are often guided out in a moment of intense emotion. They can indiscriminately stun the people around them, but they cannot be controlled.

Having mastered Conqueror's Haki, one can freely control its range and power, and also distinguish between friend and foe.

A master of Conqueror's Haki, a culmination of mental and physical techniques, can expand Conqueror's Haki in all directions simply by increasing their aura. Both the quality and the range of influence of the Haki are greatly enhanced, forming a terrifying pressure that overwhelms all living beings, which even seasoned warriors would find difficult to withstand.

Top-tier Conqueror's Haki users can not only unleash powerful auras and pressure, but also imbue their weapons and attacks with Conqueror's Haki, creating extremely terrifying destructive power.

Douglas Barrett, the man known as the heir of the devil, is undoubtedly a top-tier Conqueror's Haki user!

The warden, Shiryu of the Rain, had somehow drawn his famous sword, Raiyu, its tip embedded upside down in the gray stone floor. He gripped the hilt tightly with both hands and knelt on one knee.

Feeling a shiver run through his entire body, Warden Shiryu of the Rain endured the discomfort and suddenly looked up into the depths of darkness.

There, a somewhat lonely figure stood stubbornly in front of the prison cell.

Despite being at the core of the oppressive storm and being crushed by Conqueror's Haki from all sides, this figure stood tall as always, like a peerless divine sword that had been honed to a sharp edge, never bowing down to anyone or any force!

Warden Shiryu of the Rain first had his pupils shrink sharply, then the corners of his mouth turned up wide, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.

"Truly worthy of being the man who once defeated me!"

"Now, let's see if you have the magnanimity to become a king!"

After saying this, Warden Shiryu of the Rain went black and fainted on the spot.

When Yang Ming felt the overwhelming Conqueror's Haki coming towards him, his mind went completely blank in less than ten seconds.

who am I?

where am I?

What am I doing?

The three philosophies of life did not come to mind, simply because Yang Ming had lost his self-awareness at that moment. Only when the system notification sounded did it finally pull his consciousness back to reality.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, host, for reciting a classic line from Demon Slayer. You have been awarded one chance to draw a prize. Would you like to start the prize wheel?"

Yang Ming's eyes regained focus. The moment he steadied himself, he looked at the lottery wheel that appeared in front of him. The prizes were divided into three categories: summoning characters, blood demon techniques, and breathing techniques.

Summoned characters: Kibutsuji Muzan, Suzamaru, Hand Demon...

Blood Demon Arts: Blood Bewitchment, Line Prison, Eye-Killing Corpse ⒖ (This last part is a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

Breathing techniques: Sun Breathing, Water Breathing, Flame Breathing...

【Blood Demon Art - Eyeball Clone】: Can split into countless eyeball-shaped clones from the main body, combining functions such as reconnaissance, intelligence gathering, and surveillance.

At this moment, Yang Ming felt no joy at his gains. He gritted his teeth the whole time, his hands clenched into fists, veins bulging on his arms, as he did his best to resist the pressure of Conqueror's Haki.

In a daze, the figure sitting cross-legged in the prison cell grew taller and taller, as if transforming into a colossal beast that would obliterate his small stature.

Yang Ming even experienced a ringing in his ears, as if a phantom voice was constantly whispering in his ear:

"Kneel down and submit to me!"

His jet-black pupils turned crimson, and two tomoe slowly emerged. Even under extreme environmental pressure, the outline of a third tomoe was faintly sketched out, but lacking certain opportunities, it failed to fully take shape and disappeared.

The dragon bloodline flowing through Yang Ming's body seemed to be stimulated by the outside world, constantly mobilizing all the power in Yang Ming's body. The power from the cellular level seemed to have formed a tacit understanding at this moment, and the superhuman cells and gourmet cells did their best to improve Yang Ming's physical qualities.

Feeling the resentment and anger of the bloodline factors within him, Yang Ming empathized deeply, his eyes bloodshot.

"Am I really only capable of this much?"

Scenes from the past flashed through my mind, and finally the image settled on the cloak of justice.

"Defend our honor with our blood!"

A roar erupted from the depths of his heart. The unique temperament bestowed upon Yang Ming by the heroic spirit, after being honed over this period of time, was already accumulating quantitative changes. Now, stimulated by outsiders, it naturally underwent a qualitative transformation.

Suddenly, a wisp of Conqueror's Haki emanated from Yang Ming!

Although this Conqueror's Haki was still very weak, it was like a steadfast and unyielding reef under a huge wave, enduring wind and rain, still guarding Yang Ming's surroundings and protecting him.

Only Conqueror's Haki can counter Conqueror's Haki!

The Navy is controlled by the Celestial Dragons and the World Government. Even the Navy Admirals, who possess great strength, have their spirits constantly eroded by reality, making it difficult for them to awaken Conqueror's Haki.

But Yang Ming is an exception!

Yang Ming possessed the ambition and drive of Rocks to overturn the entire world order, as well as the forbearance and patience of Blackbeard Marshall D. Teach.

He just needs the right opportunity!

When Douglas Barrett sensed the unique Conqueror's Haki emanating from Yang Ming—seemingly weak but actually resilient, like a dragon that could bend and stretch—his eyes flickered, and he abruptly withdrew his terrifying aura.

As the Conqueror's Haki receded like a tide, the prisoners in the Infinite Hell breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, as if they had thought of something, they quickly pressed their faces against the iron bars, staring intently into the darkness.

However, the expected scene of the boy being scared to death did not occur. Instead, a solitary figure stood in the darkness, his surging Conqueror's Haki silently announcing to the world the birth of a person with the qualities of a king.

The prisoners looked on incredulously.

"How can this be!"

"How could a mere brat awaken Conqueror's Haki?"

The prisoners exchanged glances, realizing that despite their advanced age, none of them had awakened any Conqueror's Haki, making them less capable than a teenager.

Upon comparing the two, they felt they had wasted their lives, and immediately lost interest, turning to sleep to avoid seeing or being bothered by the sight of the dog.

The third tomoe in Yang Ming's pupils finally took shape the moment his Conqueror's Haki awakened, slowly rotating and radiating a deep, penetrating gaze.

【Three-Tomoe Sharingan】: Enhances dynamic vision, allows one to clearly see the flow of energy within the opponent's body, copy the opponent's taijutsu, and has the ability to release genjutsu from the pupil.

Douglas Barrett remained calm and said in a deep voice:

"Young man, you're quite good. What can I do for you?"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ming calmed his discomfort and smiled slightly.

"Barrett, do you want to get out of prison?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Douglas Barrett's eyes.

On that day, no one outside knew what Yang Ming and this legendary pirate had discussed in secret, but in the major events that would occur years later, this would definitely leave a strong mark on history.

Chapter 45 Creating the Three-Eyed Den Den Mushi: Race Does Not Determine Glory

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A spherical object bounced off the wall and, due to the rebound force, returned to the palm of a hand, revealing its true form.

This is not a ball, but a terrifying eyeball.

Unlike most creatures, this eyeball has two long, thin fleshy tendrils underneath, which it uses to walk, jump, and swim.

"Blood Demon Art! Eyeball Clone!"

Yang Ming looked down at the eyeball in his palm.

The next instant, his eyes turned crimson, and three tomoe slowly appeared.

Yang Ming had an extra perspective, and through the eyeball in his hand, he was seeing a resolute-looking young man.

After returning from the Infinite Hell, Yang Ming conducted numerous tests and determined that the maximum distance between the eyeball clone and the main body should not exceed 5 kilometers. Once it exceeds 5 kilometers, contact will be lost.

That being said, each of the eyeball clones can act as a signal base station, and from this center, the communication distance can be extended outwards by up to 5 kilometers to achieve the transmission of terminal signals.

However, in this way, the greater the distance and the more signal base stations are involved, the more signal delays will occur.

This is somewhat like an eyeball version of the internet model, but it seems a bit creepy.

If you think about it carefully, if Yang Ming's eye clones could cover every corner of the world, he would be able to monitor everyone and everything, and no secret would be able to be hidden from him.

Furthermore, if Yang Ming activates his Mangekyou Sharingan and synchronizes all his eyeball clones with it, allowing him to subject those within range to a prolonged genjutsu baptism, could he achieve a One Piece version of Infinite Tsukuyomi?

Ideals are beautiful, and reality is very skinny.

In this world, apart from the red earth continent, all countries are divided by the vast ocean, forming a scattered island pattern. There is no foothold on the ocean, and it is impossible to guarantee that the eyeballs that serve as signal base stations will not disappear, making it difficult to form a complete signal network.

However, this idea would be very attractive if it only operated in an island nation.

"The appearance of the eyeball clone is too horrifying and ugly, and it would be difficult for everyone to accept it. If it were placed in a country like this, it would probably be treated as a monster and killed, right?"

Yang Ming played with the eyeball clone in his hand, looking thoughtfully at the Den Den Mushi (snail phone) on the table.

The Den Den Mushi shuddered. Despite its simple mind being unable to understand why the human in front of it was staring at it like that, it instinctively sensed that something bad was about to happen.