One Piece: The Cryo Doctor on the Straw Hat Ship

Chapter 117 Charging into the Devil's Sea (Seeking monthly votes~)

"Uncle Coolike, Bucky, the Going Merry is in your hands now!"

Before leaving, Luffy stood on the port's pier and shouted loudly to Cureka.

Sunlight shone on the ram's head of the Merry, as if it too knew of the impending brief separation.

Kulikai nodded emphatically, his rugged face radiating reliability: "Go ahead with confidence! I'll take good care of it as if it were my own ship!"

As a descendant of Montblanc Noland, the flower-scattering king from fairy tales, he has always been searching for the legendary land of gold.

He thought the island had sunk into the sea, but he spent decades and contracted many illnesses, still striving to vindicate his ancestors.

Unexpectedly, a group of people suddenly appeared and told him that the Golden Land was not underwater, but in the air.

At that moment, the profound sense of redemption and absurdity was indescribable.

Beside Kulikai, Bucky crossed his arms, his striking red hair fluttering slightly in the sea breeze, and a smug smile playing on his lips.

Now, he has long since become the Straw Hat crew's "invisible man" in the shadows.

Although he has never made a public appearance, he is deeply integrated into the team system.

From cleaning the deck to cleaning the toilets, he was responsible for almost everything, big and small, on the Merry.

Thanks to V's breakthrough in brain-computer interface and prosthetic technology to level 6, Bucky's prosthetic body has also been fully upgraded and is now replaced with high-performance models of level 5 or above.

His immense strength filled him with confidence for the future, and he would even occasionally pray that the Straw Hat Pirates could grow even faster.

Having witnessed so many miracles along the way, he now believes that the Straw Hat Pirates are capable of surpassing the Roger Pirates.

You should know...

This is such a huge test for a member of Roger's pirate crew.

With a long, drawn-out cry from Laboon, the enormous body slowly sank, carrying the Straw Hat crew as they sailed into the deep sea.

At Laboon's speed, it would take about three days to catch up with Ace's location.

But this is only under ideal circumstances.

After all, Blackbeard's crew didn't stay in one place forever, waiting for them to catch up.

Conservatively speaking, it will take them at least five days to catch up with Blackbeard and his crew.

This is all under the condition that there are no unexpected circumstances.

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"Thief, hahahaha..."

On the turbulent sea, a brand new ship cuts through the waves.

This ship was a trophy that Blackbeard's crew "collected" from the nearby waters.

Although the ship was not luxurious, it was spacious and sturdy enough to carry their ambitious voyages.

Notably, at the stern, a massive propeller is spinning wildly at an extraordinary speed.

On the deck, Blackbeard's massive body stood firmly. The weakness caused by the seawater and wax poison had mostly subsided, leaving only the skin burned by lightning still aching faintly.

Blackbeard spread his arms wide, letting out a wild laugh as he faced the sea breeze, his broken teeth gleaming yellow in the sunlight.

"I never expected that there would be such technological products on the Sky Island!"

With just a few minor modifications, this ordinary sailboat was transformed into an electric sailboat capable of high-speed sailing powered by electricity.

Enel leaned against the cabin door frame, arms crossed, his crimson eyes filled with disdain:

"Hmph... Foolish barbarians, if you hadn't taken advantage of my unconsciousness and dragged me down to Qinghai, the treasures in my temple alone would have been enough to make your jaws drop!"

"I've been running this business on the Sky Island for so many years, and the temple houses ancient technology, gold artifacts, and the rare treasures offered by the priests..."

Enel's voice grew colder, filled with resentment at being forcibly dragged down from his pedestal.

"Hahaha..."

After listening to Enel's complaints, Blackbeard chuckled softly, a hint of shame in his voice.

He then grinned broadly, feigning ease, and let out a rough laugh, his eyes gleaming with greed and calculation:

"Don't worry, there will be other opportunities in the future."

"Once we complete our plan and get what we want, we can go back to Sky Island anytime, anywhere, and take back everything that belongs to us!"

He licked his lips, recalling Enel's description of the Sky Island—

A city entirely made of gold!?

Golden Countryside Shangdora!

It's truly unacceptable that he would miss out on such a treasure.

A wave of regret washed over Blackbeard, but it was quickly replaced by an even greater ambition.

Gold is certainly tempting, but compared to what he truly desires, it is merely an embellishment.

"captain."

At that moment, Lafayette walked in with an elegant yet eccentric gait, the cane in her hand making a soft tapping sound on the deck.

He raised his slender finger and pointed to the sea ahead:

"The Devil's Triangle is just ahead."

Blackbeard looked in that direction.

On the distant horizon, a thick, grayish-white fog, like a giant curtain, slowly unfurled.

The fog seemed to writhe and churn as if it were alive, completely engulfing the line where the sky met the sea.

Even the midday sun could not penetrate the eerie thick fog, only casting a blurry halo around its edges.

Even more strangely, the fog-shrouded sea seemed to be isolated from the outside world, and even the roar of the waves sounded muffled and distorted when it reached there.

"Ah."

Blackbeard responded in a deep voice, a sharp glint flashing in his single eye.

"According to intelligence, Shichibukai Moria is living in seclusion in this area."

He grinned, revealing a sinister smile:

"That cowardly good-for-nothing hides in his terrifying three-masted ship all day, living off collecting other people's shadows..."

"This is a disgrace to the Seven Warlords of the Sea!"

Blackbeard's smile grew even deeper and more sinister.

"Rather than letting such a useless person continue to sit in that position, I'd rather have it given to me so I can accomplish something greater."

That's right.

Blackbeard plans to follow the Straw Hat Pirates' old path—to obtain a Shichibukai spot by defeating one of the Shichibukai.

This was, in his view, the quickest and most effective way.

To be honest, Blackbeard had some reservations about this plan beforehand.

After all, the Navy is not to be trifled with; they can't just appoint any Shichibukai.

But now, holding Ace as his "bargaining chip," he is 100% confident that his plan will succeed.

Who is Ace?

The second division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, a great pirate with a bounty of 550 million Berries on his head by the World Government, and the adopted son of Whitebeard, the "strongest man in the world"!

Using Ace as a token of "sincerity," coupled with the achievement of defeating the Seven Warlords of the Sea...

He was 100% certain that the World Government and the Navy would open the door to him as a Shichibukai!

"Hahaha..."

Blackbeard let out another low laugh, his gaze fixed on the eerie, foggy sea ahead.

The Devil's Triangle?

A cursed sea where people lose their bearings and countless ships mysteriously disappear?

"I, Blackbeard, am the man who will conquer the world..."

His voice echoed on the deck, carrying an undeniable arrogance and confidence:

"Why would I be afraid of something like that!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Blackbeard suddenly waved his hand:

"Full speed ahead! Enter the Devil's Triangle!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Burgess responded gruffly and immediately turned to adjust the sails.

With Enel's near-limitless power supply, the ship's propellers spun wildly, cleaving the sea like a silver lightning bolt and leaving a straight and persistent white trail behind it.

Without the slightest hesitation, Blackbeard's crew's ships sailed straight into the sea area perpetually shrouded in a thick, gray-black fog—

The legendary Devil's Triangle.

Chapter 118 Bones, Afro (Seeking monthly votes~)

"Hahaha—"

The shrill, arrogant laughter echoed through the thick fog, almost tearing the deathly silence of the entire sea apart.

On the main deck of Thriller Bark, Moonlight Moria's massive body knelt on the ground, his purple skin covered with bloodstains and burns.

He was breathing heavily, his left hand clutching his abdomen tightly.

"Damn it... bastard..."

Moria struggled to stand up, but his legs felt as heavy as lead.

He raised his head, his signature crimson pupils now veiled in shadow, and turned with difficulty to look at the two sides of the deck—