One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

"Life Paper..."

Upon hearing the words "Life Paper" uttered by the Qilin, Yun Que's heart trembled, and her lips pressed tightly together.

Yes, Qilin is right, the Life Paper does indeed have this function.

Life paper is a magical thing made from human body parts such as fingernails and hair, and it can truly express a person's vitality.

When the life certificate is normal, it means that the owner of the life certificate is in a normal life.

When the Life Paper catches fire, it indicates that the owner of the Life Paper is in danger and their life force is declining.

The more intensely it burns, the more severely the life force of the person whose life paper is being consumed declines.

When the Life Paper burns to ashes, it signifies that the owner of the Life Paper has lost all vitality and that their life has come to an end.

Place this magical piece of paper in your palm, and it will slowly move in the direction of its owner. Often, when searching for someone critically injured, dying, or missing, one can rely on the guidance of this life-bound paper.

Out of curiosity, when they passed by Fishman Island, both Rorschach and she made these magical life papers and gave them to each other for safekeeping.

What Qilin said is correct, but...

The lark remained silent, offering no reply, but instead carried the qilin upwards.

It wasn't that she didn't want to take out Rorschach's Vivre Paper; rather, Rorschach's Vivre Paper had already burned to ashes three days ago, while she was still in Wano Country...

Right under Hibari's nose, it was completely reduced to ashes, and no matter how she tried to save it, it was all in vain.

But Lark refused to believe what she saw; she remained convinced that Rorschach was still alive.

Because that boy was capable of creating miracles. Many times, Hibari thought he was going to die, but in the end, he always managed to survive and give him a gentle smile.

“Brother Luo Xia... he won’t die.”

In the darkness, Yun Que's eyes were moist. She gripped Qilin's hand tightly, and with her other hand, she touched a heavy necklace.

It was a crudely made gold necklace, surprisingly heavy, weighing several kilograms, with a large ruby ​​set in the center. It looked like something out of a nouveau riche and was completely unsuitable for a woman, especially a woman with such a delicate appearance as her.

But Lark took it out of G5's home and wore it around her neck, which seemed quite out of place with her temperament.

This was made for her by Rorschach back on Skypiea, and Lark has kept it all this time. Whenever she sees this rough gold necklace, she is reminded of the scene above the clouds on Skypiea, where Rorschach held her and they rang the golden bell together—it felt like a dream.

This crudely made gold necklace, crafted by Rorschach using thunder-metallurgy, was more precious to Lark than pure gold that could grant immortality.

“Brother Luo Xia, no matter what, I will do my best to fulfill your dream and change this world. After everything is over, I…”

As Yun Que returned to the Qilin with Qilin and was preparing to return to G5, her heart suddenly pounded, as if something most important in her life was calling to her from a distant direction. She couldn't help but turn around abruptly and look towards a certain direction in the vast sea, her empty and dazed eyes instantly lighting up.

Amidst the astonished gazes of Bepo, Qilin, and the others, she suddenly shouted, "Pamel! Start the warships and proceed at full speed in that direction!"

Palmer paused, exchanged a glance with Bepo and the others, and then, as if he had thought of something, his face showed excitement.

"Could it be that..."

Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly went into the cabin, turned on the electric engine of the Kirin, and headed at maximum speed in the direction Yun Que had pointed.

On a black World Government ship in the distance, among a group of CP0 members wearing masks, Lucci, with a white dove perched on his shoulder, decisively gave the order.

"Keep up with them!"

Chapter 834 The Undying Bone

Elbaf, the strongest nation in the world and the village of giants.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, a volcano deep within the island erupted. Hundreds of tons of scorching red lava spewed from the crater, like a giant red sword piercing the sky, scraping against the air and bringing with it crackling lightning and billowing black smoke.

After the ejected lava flow rose to a certain height, it fell back down, scattering like a shower of flowers, turning into countless raindrops of lava fire that rained down on the earth.

Massive clumps of scorching lava crashed onto the vast land, causing countless giant beasts to flee.

In this apocalyptic scene, a jet-black skeleton, carried by lava, spewed from the crater and was thrown thousands of meters away before falling from the sky like an arrow. With a soft thud, it pierced the neck of a giant Triceratops that was fleeing amidst the swirling lava, pinning it heavily to the ground.

A few hours later, the volcano stopped erupting, and a giant carrying a giant axe emerged from the distant forest, cheerfully picking up the carcasses of wild animals that had died from the volcanic eruption.

Soon, he arrived in front of the dead Triceratops. He had been spying on this place in the forest since the volcanic eruption, keeping an eye on the movements of this large, fleshy beast.

“Fantastic! The meat of the armored triceratops is delicious, and it’s Prince Loki’s favorite. With this beast, I have a congratulatory gift for His Highness’s coronation. His Highness will surely be very happy.”

The giant grinned, revealing a happy smile.

However, when he arrived in front of the enormous Triceratops lying motionless on the ground, he was stunned.

"Huh? What's going on? Am I seeing things? I clearly saw a Triceratops that had just been killed by lava, how did it turn into a Triceratops skeleton?"

Before him stood a Triceratops that had been full of life just hours before, frantically fleeing from the lava rain of a volcanic eruption, now a jagged, enormous skeleton.

Looking at the massive Triceratops skeleton before him, which was as large as a small mountain, the giant rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

He approached with wide eyes, and after careful observation, he realized that something was amiss.

The Triceratops before them wasn't a true skeleton, but rather a shriveled mass of flesh, with only a thin layer of skin tightly wrapped around the bones. And what was even more bizarre was that this shriveled state was rapidly worsening right under the giant's nose.

He watched helplessly as the Triceratops's shriveled flesh grew even thinner, looking like a skeleton that had decayed after being exposed to the sun for decades.

Whether it was his imagination or not, he seemed to see faint arcs of electricity moving across the massive Triceratops carcass and eventually converging on its head.

To prove he wasn't mistaken, the giant slowly extended his finger and touched the Triceratops' skin.

However, the moment his fingers touched it, the withered flesh on the Triceratops skeleton cracked open, and countless tiny cracks appeared on the decaying bones. With a series of cracking sounds, the massive skeleton, as large as a small mountain, shattered inch by inch and collapsed with a crash, raising a cloud of dust that made the giant cough repeatedly.

What's going on?

The giant was even more bewildered; he had never seen such a bizarre phenomenon before.

A large, living beast was reduced to dust right before his eyes. It felt as if time on that Triceratops had been accelerated thousands of times, its life rushing by in a short period of time, from vibrant life to decay and death.

He waved his hand, clearing away the smoke and dust in front of him, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He bent down and pulled out a human skeleton, as black as ink and three meters tall, from the collapsed pile of Triceratops skeletons.

As the giant's fingers touched him, he felt a tingling electric shock emanating from the black skeleton he was holding, causing him to involuntarily shudder.

"What...what is this?"

Several tens of minutes later, in the center of Elbaf village, on a wide-open space, a cacophony of voices erupted. Giants, each twenty or thirty meters tall and with bodies as solid as mountains, waved their hands and roared with cheers, watching a battle of giants where the throne was changing hands.

In the arena, a burly, 25-meter-tall, bearded giant stood on the left, wielding a double-edged axe over ten meters long, looking down at a short, stout giant less than 15 meters tall, as fat as a ball, with hardly any muscle on his body.

"Loki, my only child Odin, are you sure you want to challenge me, the king of giants, today and charge for the throne?"

The voice of Odin, the Giant King, was like a thunderclap, making the eardrums of the giants watching around him buzz.

In response to the Giant King's question, the short, stout giant named Loki grinned, revealing a set of uneven teeth. "Lolololo, that's right, Father. Please abdicate. Reassure me of the position of Giant King. I will lead Elbaf back to the top of the world and restore the glorious era of the Great Kingdom!"

Hearing his son's boastful words, Odin, the Giant King, showed no displeasure. Instead, his face beamed with laughter. "Ohahahaha! You truly are my son, Loki! I hope you can really do it. It doesn't matter if Nikka fails this generation. As long as our giant race exists, there is still hope to save this world! Because Joy Boy came from my Elbaf, the homeland of the Sun God! Tell me, Loki! Do you have the confidence to inherit Joy Boy's will and become the Sun God of this era?"

"I will do it without hesitation!"

As Loki responded, one after another, towering, illusory figures, like colossal gods supporting the heavens, appeared behind him as if from a dream. They wielded great axes, greatswords, round shields, spears, chain maces, flails, and various other weapons, surrounding Loki like a regal procession.

As Odin gazed at the giant phantoms surrounding Loki, a fleeting sadness flickered in his eyes, but it quickly transformed into exhilaration, pride, and a fervent fighting spirit.

He tore off the snow-white animal skin covering his body, revealing his muscular chest covered in mottled scars. With a roar, a storm of Conqueror's Haki erupted from his tall and imposing body, sweeping across the surrounding area and leaving the giants watching dizzy, staggering and falling.

"Come, Loki! Even if I lose, I will willingly become your guardian, just like those Elbaf warriors you defeated!"

"Father! I will not let you down! I will become the strongest king in the history of the giants! I will become Joy Boy of this era!"

Loki's body was clumsy and obese, but the aura emanating from him was no weaker than that of the Giant King, and perhaps even stronger.

A jet-black halo appeared on his fair skin, enveloping him like a giant iron ball, and he officially launched his charge towards his father.

As Loki charged forward, the illusory figures of giants following closely behind him. One of them, wielding a broadsword, inadvertently entered Loki's body. The next moment, Loki's eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared. His short, stout body swelled up as if inflated, and chunks of steel-like muscles emerged and coiled together. A jet-black greatsword, more than ten meters long, extended from his hand and slashed down at the Giant King.

"Sunsaw!"

"Wei Kingdom!"

Odin unleashed the giants' signature strike, a powerful and mighty attack capable of splitting seas and cleaving rivers, erupting from his giant axe and transforming into a vast and unstoppable torrent of strikes that crashed down upon his son.

The axe and sword collided violently in mid-air, producing a thunderous explosion. Countless crimson lightning bolts shot out in all directions, affecting spectators within hundreds of meters, who were sent flying screaming by the aftershocks.

A massive storm swept through the heart of Elbaf village, its raging torrents blowing away distant houses and shattering the clouds in the sky.

"Is this the power of Prince Loki? Amazing! Even the Giant King is at a disadvantage!" Hajrudin was dazzled and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

“The prince wasn’t this powerful before, but ever since he obtained Charlotte Linlin’s Soul-Soul Fruit, he has been absorbing the souls of the beasts on the island every day, and his strength has increased day by day. Now even Odin is no match for him.” Dorry stroked his beard and sighed.

"But I still feel that Prince Loki is not quite suited for this ability. Charlotte Linlin caused Elbaf unforgettable pain when she was five years old, and although the prince's development of the Soul-Soul Fruit ability is indeed better than Charlotte Linlin's after he obtained her power, the idea of ​​taking the souls of his own kind through duels is still too extreme..."

"Broki! Stop talking!" Dorry quickly interrupted Broki, glancing at the scene where Loki, with a single blow, sent the incredibly powerful Giant King flying over a thousand meters, followed by a series of giants and the souls of giant beasts.

“Every duel that Prince Loki fought was fair and just, based on mutual consent and the principle of justice. He never forced the other side, which is his mercy. We giants are a race born to fight, and to die in battle is an honor! Moreover, those of our race who were defeated by the prince did not die completely. They simply entrusted their souls to His Highness the prince, becoming his guardians and a part of his power.”

As he spoke, Donley patted his chest with pride, "Once Prince Loki successfully ascends the throne, I will challenge the new king. If I am defeated, I will become the prince's guardian deity, just like King Odin and the others, protecting Elbaf!"

"Dongli! You!" Brogy was shocked.

“Don’t look at me like that, Brogy.” Dorry patted his old friend on the shoulder and said with emotion, “Can’t you feel that our strength is declining? We’re already 160 years old. Although we can live for a long time, the decline in strength is inevitable. This feeling of strength constantly slipping away over time is too painful for a warrior who pursues battle and glory. I really don’t want to wait until I’m old and decaying to be knocked down by a five-year-old child and die a humiliating death.”

Brogy's eyes dimmed, and he nodded silently. "You're right, Dorry. I'll be with you. When the time comes, we'll protect Prince Loki and Elbaf together."

As the two were talking, a deafening roar marked the end of the war between the kings of the Elbaf giants.

Thousands of meters away, in front of a collapsed mountain peak, Prince Loki, who had merged with the soul of a demon, was now fifty meters tall, his muscles bulging. He punched through his father's chest, pinning him to the mountain wall in front of him. Blood gushed out of Odin's heart like a waterfall, staining the mountain wall red.

Loki, his eyes brimming with tears, roared with a mixture of pain and excitement, "Father! I haven't let you down, have I?"

Blood streamed from Odin's mouth, yet he grinned wildly, "Ohahahaha, worthy of my blood, Odin's bloodline! The strongest warrior of Elbaf! The throne is yours now. Draw my soul from you, and let it become the spirit of Elbaf, forever protecting you and guarding this land!"

"Father! May you rest in peace!"

As Loki wept, he reached out his massive hand and grabbed at the rapidly fading life force of the Giant King. A dark, viscous substance was pulled from Odin's body and released in front of him. The next moment, a phantom Giant King appeared beside Loki, looking at him with pride.

The vast city of Elbaf was silent for a moment, then erupted in deafening cheers.

"Loki!"

"Loki!"

The giants cheered the name of their new king, Loki, and excitedly stepped forward to present their prepared gifts.

Dorry and Brogy also stepped forward. Dorry took out his favorite greatsword, while Brogy offered his round shield. Loki was very happy and accepted them one by one.

After the battle, he transformed from his explosive and wild giant form back into his original short, fat giant with fair skin, wearing a golden crown on his head. He looked rather comical, like an enlarged version of Charlotte Linlin.

“Loki, my gift is this.”