One Piece: New Century Hextech Warriors

Upon unexpectedly drawing a Gold-tier Hextech, Sith's hand trembled, and the soap fell to the ground.

Wow, thank goodness I don't have a male roommate.

There's not much to say; he simply chose "adding fuel to the fire."

While both [Surging Killing Intent] and [Speed ​​Demon] can increase attack speed, their practicality is clearly far inferior to [Adding Fuel to the Fire]. Moreover, the system's [Adding Fuel to the Fire] not only keeps enemies burning for 5 minutes, but also has a buff that enrages enemies!

His [Purgatory Dragon Soul] can manipulate flames, but it cannot keep an enemy burning. The ability to [add fuel to the fire] is roughly equivalent to Amaterasu.

Of course, Amaterasu can't kill people, and his Hextech runes certainly don't have that problem.

Enraging the enemy is an amazing skill in battle. Imagine if the enemy builds a bell-ringing cow or just types a question mark when you're in a team fight, wouldn't you be furious?

Like most Hextech items, while the "Add Fuel to the Fire" ability is powerful, it's also incredibly ruthless in forcing players to spend money.

[Adding Fuel to the Fire LV1: Attacks can continuously burn enemies for 5 minutes and inflict an enraged state. Upgrade requires 3 million Berries]

Sith had been training with Zephyr for a while, and when he returned to Cocoa West Village, his two younger sisters robbed him of a lot of gold coins, leaving him with very few coins left.

"Hopefully, the owner of the ghost ship isn't a pauper."

Sith muttered to himself, his eyes showing no fear of the ghost ship, only a burning desire for money.

After drying his hair and leaving the bathroom, he saw Emilia standing stiffly in front of him, staring straight at him.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry, I'm just used to being alone."

Sith looked down at his body, which was only covered by a towel, gave Emilia an apologetic smile, and casually changed into a white shirt.

Emilia snapped out of her daze, a blush spreading across her dark face, and quickly turned her head away.

"Oh, no, it's my fault for looking at it."

She was utterly horrified; how could there be such a gigantic object!

Suddenly, Sith leaned close to her and examined her white hair closely.

"Your hair ends are turning a bit dark?"

Emilia took a few steps back somewhat awkwardly and explained softly:

"I'm sorry, I haven't showered in a long time."

Sith nodded thoughtfully and pointed to the bathroom:

"You can use it now, don't worry, I don't have a habit of peeking."

Emilia laughed awkwardly:

"Thank you, Colonel, but I'm still not quite used to showering in a bathroom with women."

She clutched her skirt tightly as she spoke, seemingly afraid that Sith would force her to do something.

Fortunately, Sith didn't do anything. He poured two glasses of orange juice, handed one to her, and sat down in a chair with the other glass, casually asking:

"You're from the West Sea, so you should know more about Ohara. Tell me about the situation there."

Emilia brushed a strand of white hair behind her ear, took a deep breath, and said:

"Actually, I know very little. I've only heard that the archaeologists there were all evil people who tried to study forbidden knowledge that could destroy the world. Fortunately, the World Government discovered them in time, and the Navy intervened and thwarted them."

Sith gazed at the orange pulp in his glass and smiled faintly:

"Knowledge that could destroy the world... what if it could save it?"

Emilia's expression changed, and her pupils dilated slightly.

"Colonel, I...I don't know what you're talking about."

Sith didn't speak, just stared at her until Emilia felt like she was being burned through by his gaze. Then Sith suddenly laughed:

"Don't be so tense, it's just a joke. How could those bookworms possibly save the world!"

Emilia's lips twitched, and she smiled in agreement.

"You're right."

Sith finished his juice in one gulp, lay down on his bed, and smiled at her:

Goodnight!

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, soon followed by soft snoring.

Emilia stood there watching him for a while, then climbed into her own bed.

"I hope I can get home safely."

She prayed silently in her heart.

This was the first time she had ever been alone in a room with a strange man, but it was all worth it to get home.

One day later.

"Thanks to you, Emilia."

Sith stood on the deck, enthusiastically praising the girl beside him.

There was a small black dot on the sea in the distance, and even from a distance, one could feel the deathly stillness emanating from it. The scorched soil seemed to still be telling the story of the tragedy of that year.

It was Ohara.

Without Emilia leading the way, the Sith wouldn't have found Ohara so quickly. The location was already remote, and like God Valley, almost all information about the place had been erased by the World Government. Even the Navy didn't have specific coordinates, only a general location.

Emilia was also somewhat excited, clenching her fist and suggesting:

"Colonel, should we go ashore now to investigate those ghosts?"

Sith shook his head:

"No rush. Since you said the ghost ship sailed here, let's just wait and see."

Emilia's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and she quickly said:

"But if the other side is a pirate disguised as a ghost, they might have already discovered our arrival. Hesitating might let them get away!"

Sith remained unmoved, giving her a dismissive glance:

"Emilia, why are you in such a hurry to get to Ohara? Is something wrong?"

Emilia was taken aback, then her face showed resentment:

"Of course something's wrong. I want to find those thugs as soon as possible and bring them to justice!"

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was filled with the pain of losing her parents.

Sith patted her on the shoulder and said seriously:

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you get justice."

He nodded to his subordinates beside him as he spoke:

"We can start setting up now."

The sailors on board quickly got to work. Some used ropes to suspend themselves beside the ship and smeared black marks on the hull as if it had been hit by cannonballs, while others burned charcoal to produce black smoke.

Meanwhile, some people were using Den Den Mushi (snail telephones) to send signals to nearby ships calling for help.

"Warship under attack by pirates, requesting backup!"

Emilia stared in disbelief at everyone bustling about, but quickly realized what Sith was up to.

This guy is luring the enemy into a trap!

"That's too insidious."

Emilia muttered something under her breath.

"What did you say?"

"I asked Sith."

Emilia quickly explained:

"I say, Colonel, your insight is brilliant!"

Sith chuckled:

"All's fair in war. If the ghost ship is really nearby, this is the best way to lure them in."

Emilia asked suspiciously:

"Colonel, you don't even know the enemy's strength? Aren't you afraid of being killed in a counterattack?"

Sith shook his head confidently:

"Within the four seas, there is no enemy who can reliably defeat me."

Surely it can't be some royal team that comes over, right?

With my own strength, I don't care if it's a ghost or a pirate, the advantage is mine!

late at night.

A jet-black pirate ship slowly approached the Sith warship, its cannons raised, ready to unleash a barrage.

Boom!

Sparks flew and cannons roared, but it wasn't them who fired the cannons; it was the Sith!

"Retreat immediately!"

The bald captain quickly gave the order, but then saw a huge creature, three meters tall, leap up from the warship and fly towards them like a meteorite.

The Sith in the air let out a low growl:

"For the Emperor!"

I always feel like I should say something when I switch sides.

The bald man was shocked and quickly instructed everyone to gather Armament Haki for defense.

Unfortunately, this level of Armament Haki is no match for [Purgatory Dragon Soul].

boom--

Fireworks lit up the pirate ship, the pirates fell into the water with a splash, and were then finished off by the warships that caught up with them.

The battle ended in just a few minutes.

In a cabin of a Sith warship, the bald captain was bound hand and foot, his mouth stuffed with rags, emitting miserable "ooh ooh ooh" sounds.

"You and many of your subordinates know Armament Haki, so you're not ordinary pirates."

Sith held a pair of pliers in his hand, calmly pulling off one of his fingernails, and said softly.

"You won't tell, huh? Fine, you still have toes anyway."

"Ugh!!!"

The bald man's muffled screams grew louder.

A moment later, Sith threw away the bloodstained pliers and removed the rag from his mouth.

The pirate captain was on the verge of tears:

"Why the hell don't you ask?!"

He was captured, and the navy tortured him without asking any questions, which completely disoriented him!

Sith chuckled:

"If I don't make you suffer a little first, how can I guarantee that you're telling the truth?"

"Speak! Who are you? Are you involved in the warship that went missing in the Western Sea?"

The pirate captain was so tormented he had no temper left and answered honestly:

"We are members of the Big Mom Pirates."

Sith froze, the image of that Tiger heavy tank immediately flashing into his mind.

Dude, a royal team has actually arrived?