One Piece: Nobody has more Devil Fruits than me.

"And what about you? A guy who dedicated his whole life to the revolutionary cause, are you also a family man?"

"I haven't seen Luffy for many years. I heard he set sail, so I came to see him off."

Dragon stared at Russell and smiled. "I know what you've done. Pirates like you are rare indeed. We might have something in common."

"Ah, you mean kill the Celestial Dragons? Those trash are all trying to take advantage of me, what else am I supposed to do?" Russell sneered.

Do they really think everyone will tolerate those Celestial Dragons?

He wasn't one of those people who had been molded into having no spirit left, nor was he one of those navy men who cared about their own sense of justice.

Russell's ambitions were always very direct and straightforward.

If he wants to plunder this world, then the world government is the enemy. What's the point of talking to an enemy? Just fight!

You disagree?

If you're not happy, let that guy on the throne come down and take him down.

Of course, Russell knew this was impossible.

Confident in his ability to manipulate the pirates on the high seas, he believed he could maintain his rule indefinitely.

As a result, Roger was created, who started the Great Pirate Era. The Nika Fruit, which escaped the control of the World Government, was also found by Joy Boy. Meanwhile, the David Clan and the Revolutionary Army were eyeing this world with covetous intent.

The world government has far too many enemies to worry about.

Of course, Russell has already secured a place on this stage of plunder, even though he is still an 'unremarkable' pirate who hasn't even entered the Grand Line yet.

As for Dragon's interest in him, it's probably not just because of Russell's attitude towards the Celestial Dragons and the World Government.

Instead, they saw several large chests filled with gold and silver treasures.

After all, the Revolutionary Army needs funds to ignite rebellions against the World Government around the world... and the Revolutionary Army is not very wealthy, or rather, quite poor.

When they were short of money, they even had to go to Frostmoon Village in the East Sea to replenish their food supplies.

The Revolutionary Army also needs capital. Why is the Navy called the strongest violent organization on the sea? It's because it's backed by the World Government, a behemoth, so it never has to worry about funding.

"Oh, you want to do business with me?"

Russell looked up at the man in front of him, who was known as the world's most vicious criminal, and said, "If the Revolutionary Army has anything I need, I wouldn't mind."

The Revolutionary Army is active all over the world and has connections in buying and selling intelligence and Devil Fruits.

The dragon asked, "What do you need?"

What is needed?

"Hey, why did you attack my men?!"

Not far away, a large group of thugs in suits, led by a green-haired man, strode menacingly toward them. "Devil Russell, is it? Even if you're a notorious pirate, you'll give me an explanation today!"

A large group of people, including Bartolomeo, the gang leader of fifty streets, strode over with an air of arrogance.

As a gang leader from Loguetown, this place is under his protection, and even many pirates in the past are unwilling to provoke Bartolomeo and his crew.

There's no other reason; just seeing the other party's subordinates makes me lose my appetite—there are just too many of them.

In a place like the East China Sea, having an absolute numerical advantage is quite audacious.

Furthermore, Bartolomeo himself is a rare Devil Fruit user.

"Paramecia-type Barrier-Barrier Fruit..."

Russell looked up at the green-haired rooster-like man in front of him, smiled at the dragon, and said, "Didn't you ask me what I needed? This is what I need."

Completely ignored, Bartolomeo's face showed annoyance. He was always the one ignoring others, when had he ever received such treatment?

You should know that even Smoker from Loguetown gives him face!

"I know you're good at fighting, but what good is being good at fighting!"

Bartolomeo laughed arrogantly, "In this business, you need influence! Your men are still scattered throughout Loguetown, aren't they? By the time they get here, it'll be too late..."

"Apologize to me honestly, and this might be over. Otherwise, hehe, you can ask my men if they'll agree!"

"apologize?"

Russell smiled and took a step forward. "Okay, I'd also like to ask them if they agree."

"Come on, is there anyone who can speak up?"

Splash!

With a flash of crimson light in his eyes, the slightly noisy scene suddenly fell silent, leaving only the sound of wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

"Is it Conqueror's Haki?"

As Long watched this scene, he muttered to himself, "Indeed, a man who dares to do such a thing deserves to have the qualities of a king."

Pfft!

Ta-da-ta-da...

The menacing expressions of the suit-clad thugs behind Bartolomeo vanished instantly, their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed, falling one by one like dominoes.

In the blink of an eye, besides Russell's alien beast force, there were only three people left on the field who were still capable of fighting.

Bartolomeo's legs trembled slightly as he stared at the scene before him in utter shock. "What... what is this?"

Russell laughed and said, "This is the power of dominance. Without this kind of power, one cannot gain a foothold in this ocean!"

Relying on power?

Relying on numbers?

Stop joking. External things are all superficial; only inner strength is truly reliable.

The next instant, accompanied by a fleeting afterimage, Bartolomeo instinctively reached out and erected a barrier in front of him.

But the impact came from behind.

Chapter 83 Dragon, and Dragon

Paramecia-type Barrier-Barrier Fruit

[This fruit's ability allows the user to create a barrier that can withstand powerful impacts.]

Decent defensive capabilities, but not a good fit for Russell. Is he going to cower like a tortoise? The best defense is offense.

However, after casually playing with the visible barrier in his hand, he discovered that with a thought, the barrier was like a malleable transparent silicone, which he could mold and manipulate at will.

That's quite interesting.

It's not necessary to rigidly adhere to development barriers.

He casually tossed Bartolomeo aside, thinking that someone like him who only knew how to use his abilities but was terrible at physical combat was too weak.

Dragon asked thoughtfully, "Do you need a Devil Fruit?"

He realized that Russell's Devil Fruit ability seemed to be the ability to steal other Devil Fruits.

This ability is unheard of.

At least, even after so many years on the sea, the dragon has never heard of the existence of such a Devil Fruit.

However, he quickly came to terms with it.

Just because it hasn't appeared doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Devil Fruits choose their own suitable masters; perhaps the reason they haven't appeared before is because the right person hasn't appeared yet.

"Yes, I need intelligence, Devil Fruits, and famous swords and weapons."

Russell looked toward the dragon, whose cloak was flapping loudly in the wind; this guy was also a Devil Fruit user.

"What your revolutionary army needs is funding, right? Compared to things that make you stronger, these gold and silver treasures are more important, whether as operating funds or as restarting funds after overthrowing a kingdom."

I also know something about the Revolutionary Army's Russell.

The captains all seem to be Devil Fruit users; they have no shortage of Devil Fruits in this regard.

More important than becoming stronger is money!

This is also why Monkey D. Dragon was so polite to Russell.

Both sides get what they need, and they might become good partners. The Revolutionary Army can provide whatever Russell wants.

To have such an incredible harvest before even entering the Grand Line, Russell, with his Devil Fruit power, would surely be unstoppable once he enters the Grand Line.

Russell was already a major client in Monkey D. Dragon's eyes, someone who could solve his very troublesome funding problems.

Revolutionaries also need to eat; without money, morale will crumble and the ranks will be difficult to lead.

However, after exchanging a glance with Russell, Monkey D. Dragon sensed something different.

"I need to make sure the customer has the capacity to eat that much."

Russell waved his hand, signaling his men to step back.

"I agree with that."

boom!

With a deafening roar, a thunderclap lit up the sky and swiftly struck the spot where Russell had just been standing.