He raised his hand and slightly adjusted the brim of his overly long hat, revealing a pair of languid yet determined eyes that calmly rested on V.

"Paramecia-type Clay-Clay Fruit user, whose ability is to spray out large amounts of clay and modify it."

As expected, the second member was also a member of SWORD team.

V seemed to be deep in thought.

The appearance of the SWORD squad undoubtedly confirmed his previous speculation about Sengoku.

This admiral is indeed cultivating and mobilizing forces that belong to him or at least tend toward “another kind of justice” in a way that is independent of the regular procedures of the world government.

Choosing members of this secret unit as the first batch of subjects for modification not only ensured the secrecy of the experiment, but also meant that Sengoku hoped to keep the initial, potentially risky results in the hands of "his own people" whom he trusted.

As for the last person, there's really no need for an introduction; V has already revealed his identity.

But since it wouldn't make a difference to a little more time, after Prince Gross finished speaking, he looked directly at the third person.

Finally, the burly man took a step forward, his footsteps heavy and powerful.

"Senmo Maru, Captain of the Naval Headquarters Science Unit."

He patted his solid chest, making a dull "thump-thump" sound.

"The old man heard about your research on Devil Fruits and specifically sent me to test your skills."

He paused, his copper bell-like eyes fixed on V, "What the old man means is, if you're really as powerful as you claim, maybe you can 'equip' me with a suitable Devil Fruit ability as well."

"Of course, the premise is that you don't break me, I still have to go back to guard the door for the old man."

The appearance of Sentomaru made the dark blue light in V's eyes shine even brighter.

This not only means that Vegapunk already knew about him, but also that he sent his trusted confidant Sentomaru to undergo V's modification surgery.

It's clear that he has a lot of faith in V's technology.

This trust is even a bit too inexplicable.

The voice of the Warring States Marshal rang out at the opportune moment after V finished observing the three, breaking the brief silence:

"As you can see, V. I have already prepared the candidates for you. Peacock and Gross have unique abilities and belong to special forces, which makes it easier to control the subsequent impact."

"I think you can guess Sentomaru's identity without me having to explain it further."

“That’s right, he is the person Dr. Vegapunk sent to communicate with you.”

"As long as your skills are recognized by the doctor, he is willing to help you get the opportunity to enter the deep-sea prison."

Sengoku put his hands behind his back, his tone regaining the composure and unquestionable air of a naval admiral.

"Now it's your turn to fulfill your promise."

Chapter 105 Close Cooperation (Seeking monthly votes~)

"As expected of the Warring States Marshal, he presented such a great gift right from the start!"

V looked at the three people in front of him, and the smile on his lips became more and more obvious.

Peacock's Whip-Whip Fruit, Grous's Clay-Clay Fruit, plus Sentomaru, a powerful but "no-fruit" expert, are enough to earn him three high-level Devil Badges.

Of course, V knew very well that this was just a small appetizer.

This was merely a test conducted by a trusted confidant of the Warring States period.

Only when he demonstrates his true value will he be able to secure more "orders" from the Warring States period.

Thinking of this, V smiled slightly:

"It seems that I would be inexcusable if I didn't show my true abilities."

"Marshal Sengoku, if there are no further questions, shall I begin?"

Sengoku nodded: "Let's begin!"

V grinned and said to the three people in front of him, "Please don't refuse the invitation in your minds now."

"Believe me, it will all be over soon."

The three peacocks frowned slightly, but remembering the orders from the Warring States period, they nodded gently in agreement.

Immediately afterwards, V extended an invitation to the three people in front of him at the [Patient Information] level.

Feeling the strange voice that inexplicably appeared in their minds yet seemed not to exist, the three of them were suddenly stunned.

But remembering what V had just told them, the three hesitated for a moment before accepting V's invitation.

In an instant, the four figures, including V, disappeared from the secret room.

Sengoku and Luffy were left alone, staring at each other.

The Warring States period was taken aback.

Where...did they go?

He asked Luffy in a low, questioning voice.

"Huh? What?" Luffy, who was studying the secret room's mechanisms, suddenly looked up. "Oh, you mean V and the others?"

"They should be taken to the control room by V by now."

"After all, our modification surgeries were all performed there."

"The control room?" Sengoku looked completely bewildered. "What's that?"

"I don't know~" Luffy replied matter-of-factly, "Anyway, just don't worry about it, V and the others will be back soon."

"........."

Sengoku gave Luffy a deep look.

In the entire world, the only pirate who would dare to speak to him like that is probably this guy.

No wonder he's Garp's grandson; he's so oblivious, he doesn't even respect himself as a Marine Admiral.

This is really...

Just like Garp!!!

Sengoku felt a strange sense of emotion, and then he stopped being impatient and waited quietly, just as Luffy had suggested.

that's it……

Time slips away, bit by bit.

Just as Sengoku was about to pull out the 25th bag of special-edition senbei, four figures suddenly appeared in the secret room.

It turned out to be V and Sentomaru, who had disappeared not long ago.

Sengoku was startled, but he maintained the composure of a marshal.

His sharp gaze swept over Peacock, Gross, and Sentomaru, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Peacock, Gross, Sentomaru, how are you feeling now? Is the modification going smoothly?"

"War... Warring States Marshal?"

Sentomaru was the first to regain his balance after the anesthesia. He subconsciously touched his chest.

The skin there was intact, without any wounds or scars, only a strange, almost rejuvenating warmth flowing deep within the flesh.

He tried to move his shoulders, his thick arms swinging casually in the air, creating a dull whistling sound.

"I feel..." Sentomaru's voice was filled with surprise, his copper bell-like eyes wide open, "It feels like a power has suddenly appeared inside me."

"Wait... what is this?"

Before Sentomaru could finish speaking, his body suddenly felt light, and his feet uncontrollably lifted half a foot off the ground.

He exclaimed in surprise and quickly adjusted his center of gravity, but his massive body landed back on the ground as lightly as a feather.

"This is... the power of a Devil Fruit?!" Sentomaru's eyes widened as he tentatively threw a punch at the metal wall beside him.

Just before the fist hit the wall, it suddenly increased in weight, slamming down with tremendous force!

boom--!

The thick alloy walls caved in, cracks spread like a spider web, and the entire sealed chamber trembled.

Sentomaru grinned as he looked at his unscathed fist: "Haha! The old man's judgment was right! Now let's see who dares to say I can only defend!"

On the other side, Peacock lightly stroked the long whip at her waist with her fingertips, a strange glint flashing in her eyes.

With a slight thought, several rosebuds made of flesh and blood suddenly bloomed on the surface of her arm. The petals unfolded layer by layer, and lively eyes opened at the stamens.

"The Flower-Flower Fruit, if I remember correctly, that should be the Devil Child Nico Robin's Devil Fruit power, right?"

"I remember there was a record of this fruit in the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia."

The peacock closed its eyes and pondered for a moment.

In an instant, one after another long whips, transformed from arms, burst forth from the four walls of the room as if they were alive, and firmly wrapped around the surfaces of the tables and chairs.

In the blink of an eye, the lifeless tables and chairs seemed to come alive, crowding around the peacock like the most fervent followers, emitting rustling and infatuated low chirps.

The peacock's lips curled slightly upward, and its eyes gleamed with a mixture of novelty and the pleasure of control.

"What a wondrous power..."

She murmured softly, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the physical whip, "The Flower Fruit and my own Whip Fruit are so perfectly matched."

Gross, who had remained silent in the shadows, slowly raised his right hand.

A clump of sticky, grayish-white clay silently seeped from his palm, and the clay quickly shaped into a bird the size of a fist.

He lightly pinched his fingers together, and the bird took flight, circling half a circle in the secret chamber before—

boom!!!

The bird suddenly exploded, and the intense flames and shockwave shattered the sandbags in the corner. The shockwave swept through but did not harm anyone inside the room.

Gross's green hair, beneath the brim of his hat, fluttered slightly as he spoke in a low voice:

"A combination of the Clay Fruit and the Blast Fruit..."

"It has given the Devil Fruit ability, which was originally limited to shaping, melee combat and support, a powerful ranged attack capability."

"More importantly, as the density and volume of clay increase, it can even create terrifying explosions that can destroy the world."

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