One Piece: The Will of Conqueror is the strongest

"Byakugan - Open!"

Brando returned to Banley's mouth and lay there, waiting for the regenerative power of his dual bloodlines to heal his injuries.

However, while waiting, Brando couldn't help himself and activated his Byakugan to check if there was anything left by Im inside his body.

Otherwise, why would Im immediately send people to log in as soon as he appeared in Sabaody Archipelago?

If Im had been constantly sending people to camp out there, Brando wouldn't have felt so much pressure. This ability to lock onto him at any time and teleport him made Brando feel like he had been marked with the Flying Thunder God symbol.

I'm under constant stress.

When Brando first obtained the Byakugan, he didn't even think to scan his body. After all, most of his power came from chakra, so he didn't feel anything was wrong. Besides, there was also Shukaku, who was very exclusive. If anything invaded, Shukaku would definitely find out.

Furthermore, Brando did not restrict Shukaku's chakra, and Shukaku also tacitly did not actively interfere with Brando. The two are currently in a state of coexistence, similar to living together, but they have not yet obtained a marriage certificate.

"No body?"

Brando rolled his eyes and carefully examined the body, scanning it from head to toe several times.

However, no abnormalities were found.

"When I fought Im, I activated Lightning Release Armor and Sage Mode, and I was almost unharmed, which was also because Im was in control."

"Was the injury ultimately caused by a mental shock... a mental one?"

After analyzing the situation, Brando found a potential problem: he had touched Im's mental energy, which was different from the collision with the Entanglement; it was a direct collision of mental energy.

If it were someone from this world, without Conqueror's Haki, they probably wouldn't be able to do anything, but Brando easily entered his mental space, and Shukaku, seeing this, also sneaked in.

Brando's mental space is very sunny, the kind of sunshine that makes you want to raise your hands and jump for joy the moment you see it.

After all, how could someone who vents their frustrations on others have a dark heart?

"It's so obvious, like a firefly in the dark."

Brando immediately spotted the demonic energy hidden within his spiritual power, like a small black cloud, with nowhere to escape in this sunlit world.

"Your mental space is perfect for me."

Shukaku is currently in its miniature form, basking in the sunlight with a comfortable expression.

These past few days, Brando has been hiding in Banley's place like a stray dog. The humidity around is too high, and it doesn't want to come out. This sunny place is more suitable for it.

"Um?"

Brando ignored Shukaku and focused on clearing away the demonic energy.

He directly used his pupil power to forcibly expel the demonic energy.

However, they discovered that the demonic energy they had eliminated with their eye power was slowly growing back.

Brando didn't believe it and tried again, but the result was the same. However, Brando noticed that the recovery speed seemed to be a billion times slower than the first time.

"This thing seems to be entangled with your spiritual power, possessing the characteristic of immortality. You can either keep spending time slowly wearing it down, or you can seal it away."

Shukaku, enjoying the sunshine from Brando, voiced Brando's doubts.

It immediately recognized the black object as a variant of an energy entity, residing within Brando's body just like itself, and possessing a strong regenerative ability, much like how tailed beasts regenerate after death.

"Despicable Celestial Dragons!"

Brando immediately started cursing.

He actually resorted to such underhanded tactics when I was ambushing him. No wonder this guy was able to defeat the Sun God and survive; he must have used such despicable means to betray the Sun God!

"It's best not to show yourself until this demonic energy is dealt with."

Brando still followed his own heart.

First, inform Banlei to go to Fishman Island. I've long been prepared to let these seafood understand that humans are the strongest.

I took advantage of this time to get it done.

Banlei didn't know about Fishman Island either, but Brando told it to keep swimming downstream until it found a place that glowed.

Brando himself continued to painstakingly grind down the demonic energy, preparing to wear the thing down. Although Shukaku said that sealing it was also an option, Brando knew that this meant he would have to beg it. Brando was unwilling to bow down to something he could accomplish himself.

However, he was very generous in allowing Shukaku to enter his spiritual space and bask in the sunlight he released. In fact, he also let Shukaku act as a security guard to check the state of the demonic energy. If something really happened, Shukaku would definitely take action. Brando felt that Shukaku was already half his shape.

It took Banlei two hours to reach Fishman Island, one and a half of which were spent searching for it.

After watching Brando enter the bubble of Fishman Island, Banre sighed inwardly. It felt that it had been too tired lately, and how comfortable life used to be.

"My clothes are soaked."

Brando swam in by himself, so his clothes got wet.

I originally wanted to use Fire Release to dry the clothes, but in the end I decided to go to Fishman Island to change them, since the clothes were a bit worn out.

Brando then passed directly through the second bubble, which officially marked his entry into Fishman Island.

"Let's try to borrow some money from some kind-hearted people first."

Brando is preparing to find someone he doesn't like.

However, Brando was quite conspicuous on the road, since there weren't many humans on Fishman Island to begin with, let alone someone carrying such a large fan.

"Hey, human, have you passed immigration screening?"

Brando was quickly cornered by the Neptune Army's patrol personnel.

"I never follow the rules."

After Brando revealed a √ smile, he directly used his Sharingan to control the seafood, then read the memories of the leader among them, and casually took the money from his body.

Brando then used the money to buy a new outfit at Marlene Shopping Center before heading straight to Fishman Street.

Brando was originally planning to go find the King of the Dragon Palace Kingdom, since ordinary characters could no longer bring him any rewards. However, information about Arlong appeared in the seafood's memory, so Brando had no choice but to come and find this guy.

After all, this guy refers to humans as an inferior race and believes that fish-men are the perfect race. Brando wants to ask him if this is really true.

"Damn it, there are too many human pirates in the first half of Paradise. If we stay here, we won't be able to collect enough Berries to build a fish-man kingdom."

The dragon was bandaged and looked very depressed.

It's incredibly difficult to steal any money in the first half of the park. The Navy doesn't dare to rob them, mainly because they're poor, and the pirates, who are all risking their lives, are also penniless.

Therefore, they could only occasionally target merchant ships to make a profit, but they would soon face retaliation, since the merchant ships that could do business in the amusement park all had powerful backgrounds.

"Let's go to the Four Seas, boss! I heard the East Blue is the weakest. Our Arlong Pirates will definitely become the strongest there!"

Chiu, who was standing nearby, quickly spoke up.

He was genuinely terrified, having nearly died several times, but if he suggested leaving the pirate crew, he knew Arlong would definitely kill him.

So he persuaded the dragon to move to a safer place, where at least its chances of survival would be higher.

The henchmen around him echoed, saying that this was a good idea, as they were also afraid of dying. Ever since they left the Sun Pirates, they had been constantly getting beaten up.

"The East China Sea?"

The dragon thought this method might work.

Instead of struggling here, I should find a more relaxed place to earn enough money first.

"Hello, is this a seafood gang that's more noble than humans?"

Suddenly, a strange, sarcastic voice rang in the fishmen's ears.