Pirates' Max Level System

Walking out of the ruined house, No. 11 grinned at Qin Luo, took a half step back with his right foot, entered sprint mode, and charged towards Qin Luo. Every step he took would crush the ground, creating spider-web-like cracks.

Eleven proudly called this move the Destruction Crash, claiming it would destroy everything it focused on. But in reality, it was just a knee strike after a sprint, only with a horn on the knee.

Due to the difference in size, the general knee strike targets the local's stomach, while No. 11's destructive collision is aimed at Qin Luo's head.

The speed was not fast at the beginning, but after accelerating and gaining momentum, the power of No. 11 was no less than that of an armored vehicle that had reached a speed of two hundred yards.

So Qin Luo acted like a traffic policeman and said, "Stop the car, stop the car!" A repulsive wall formed by a hundred times the repulsive force blocked Qin Luo's body half a meter away.

There was a dull thud, and Number Eleven didn't even realize what had happened. It felt like his head had hit a wall. He felt dazed, and his body was embedded in the invisible repulsive wall, coming to rest there.

In a trance, No. 11 seemed to see a slap as huge as the sky falling towards him.

Chapter 639: The Follow-up to the Slap

Number Eleven thought he had been hit silly, which led to the hallucinations.

A slap covering the sky. I guess only a drunk person would believe such nonsense.

But in fact, No. 11 was not wrong, it was just that his eyes were shaking a little, so he exaggerated the size of the palm.

After Number Eleven was blocked by the repulsive wall, Qin Luo spread out his right palm, which continued to grow. When it reached five meters in length, Qin Luo's right hand stopped growing. This size was just enough to cover the entire Number Eleven. Any larger would be meaningless and a complete waste.

So we had better make a quick decision. With all the noise here, it would sooner or later attract the attention of other factions. Being targeted by so many forces is not a pleasant experience.

Qin Luo didn't want to be followed by a group of paparazzi as soon as he went out.

There was nothing fancy. Qin Luo's right palm, with its tremendous power that came from the sky, directly slammed No. 11 into the ground.

This is truly a perfect fusion, as if Number Eleven was completely embedded in it. Even the dense spider-web-like cracks that had been trampled by Number Eleven before were smoothed out by Qin Luo's palm.

The only flaw was a huge palm print on the ground. People who didn't know much might think that giants had invaded.

But Qin Luo didn't need to worry about these things. He thought that someone would come to collect the body of the man who was breathing his last in the pit. Qin Luo looked leisurely at a tall building a thousand meters away, with a strange smile on his face.

"Let's go, no one will bother us anymore." Qin Luo waved his hand and left quickly with Olivia and the other two. The night in Calgary was still long, and they had plenty of time to visit the night market.

At the same time, on the roof of the tall building that Qin Luo was watching, Red Eyes leaned limply against the wall, cold sweat pouring out of him. Beside him stood the housekeeper and No. 13.

"Yes, he saw it after all. I knew it would be like this."

Hongyan held his hands over his heart. Even though Qin Luo was not paying attention to him, his heart was still pounding, almost jumping out.

Red Eyes initially wanted to refuse this mission. He trusted his own intuition, which told him that this mysterious person was very powerful. Not to mention the head of the family, even if all 28 of them were tied together, they wouldn't be a match for him.

However, Red Eye couldn't refuse at all. The butler summoned them in the name of the clan leader Darwin, so he had no choice but to accept it. After all, his feelings could not be used as a basis to convince the butler and the clan leader.

Red Eyes thought he'd been careful enough, but he was still seen through. Fortunately, this time, the other party didn't have murderous intent. The look wasn't even a warning, but more like a notification to collect the body.

The housekeeper and No. 13's expressions were also unhappy. Although they didn't have the ability of red eyes to see things thousands of miles away clearly, as they were watching the whole process, the power of that palm strike as Qin Luo swung it down also struck a shocking feeling into their hearts.

This is an unmatched power.

The butler announced the retreat in a sullen manner, which made No. 13 secretly relieved.

No. 13's armed prosthetic limbs are pterosaur wings that replace his hands. When he first planned to rush to help No. 11, he held back because of Qin Luo's dominance.

After No. 11 was defeated at the speed of light, he ended the mission without even having a chance to attack. However, No. 13 didn't feel sorry at all. He just felt that he had escaped a disaster and didn't jump around in front of Qin Luo in a suicidal manner.

As a sacrifice, the stone that was thrown to test the waters was recovered. This big man did not die under Qin Luo's slap, but was instead dealt a fatal blow by his own people who arrived while he was dying.

Eleven's fate was sealed from the outset of the mission. Darwin only had to retrieve Eleven's prosthetic legs.

Of the twenty-eight prosthetic limbs of the Dinasur family, the most important thing was their twenty-eight prosthetic limbs. In Darwin's eyes, the people equipped with prosthetic limbs were nothing more than expendable parts.

After receiving the notification of mission failure, Darwin was not annoyed, as if he had guessed this result a long time ago. However, through this failure, Darwin discovered that Qin Luo and the other four mysterious people had no interest in armed prosthetics.

If the other party tried to forcibly take away No. 11's body, No. 13 would bite the bullet and go up to harass and intercept them. But Qin Luo and the other three left rather decisively, with no intention of taking the armed prosthesis away for research.

Isn't it true? Qin Luo's target is Vegapunk, the maker of these things. He doesn't even look down on armed prosthetics...

So, early the next morning, Darwin sent someone to invite Qin Luo again, and without hesitation, he put the blame on the Wade family and the dead No. 11.

Everyone knew the truth and pretended to be ignorant, and managed to get away with it, acting like they had met too late and it was a good match for both host and guest.

Bah, through this private invitation, Qin Luo confirmed that the Dinasur family had a total of 28 armed prosthetic limbs, including the killed No. 11.

This is the biggest fish caught so far. The financial backer behind Vegapunk's research team must be the Dynasul family. Qin Luo has asked Duoyouya to follow up on their behalf.

Qin Luo even considered whether to reveal this news to Corazon. Now that both the Navy and the Don Quixote Family were pursuing Vegapunk, it would be interesting to spread the news through the hands of the multifaceted spy Corazon.

Thinking of this, Qin Luo directly called Corazon.

Well, if Corazon didn’t have the Fruit of Silence, Qin Luo’s willful behavior alone would be enough to kill Corazon several times.

The Dinasur family has been having a tough time lately. Their arms trade and transportation business has been obstructed, both overtly and covertly.

Darwin naturally suspected Qin Luo, but after learning that it was the Don Quixote Pirates and the Navy who attacked him, he gave up the idea.

The Dynasul family knew everything about the Don Quixote Pirates and the Navy's influence in the North Sea. There was no trace of Qin Luo being connected to either organization. Furthermore, there was absolutely no possibility of cooperation between a pirate and a navy.

In addition, if Qin Luo and the other four were to act as spies, they would be too incompetent. Apart from the two contacts with the Dinasur family, the rest of the time they were either playing around or fighting wits and courage with the Wade family, although in the end it was definitely the Wade family that lost.

Due to the recent strict inspections, even the Dynasul family's work in collecting materials has become difficult. The most direct result is that the amount of materials sent to the laboratory has decreased, which makes Vegapunk very dissatisfied.

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Chapter 640: North Sea "Friendship"

The difficulty in gathering materials wouldn't happen without a reason. Upon hearing this news, Vegapunk and Judge guessed that something must have happened in the outside world, and the day they'd predicted was approaching.

To this end, Vegapunk and Judge started planning again, and some plans were almost ready to begin.

Compared to Judge, it is always more difficult to implement the Vegapunk plan as it is weak in the North Sea.

The best approach was undoubtedly to complete the research ahead of time. Lately, thanks to Vegapunk's cheating, the research team he was working on had been progressing at a faster pace, which had also led to an exponential increase in material consumption.

At this critical juncture, the Dinasur family came to tell him that there was an accident and the speed of material supply could not keep up.

Vegapunk immediately gave a bad look to the person in the Dynasul family who was responsible for handing over the materials.

The Dynasul family's urgent request for eight additional armed prosthetic limbs was rejected by Vegapunk. In short, without the complete materials, let alone eight, there was no hope of even one.

In this case, an unexpected guest showed up in Calgary.

Every nation with even a modicum of power in the North Sea received this message. The new opening is so straightforward and easy to understand. It basically says, "Dear brothers and sisters, since everyone is quite free these days, why don't we organize a social event, titled the North Sea Peace Conference."

What the hell! North Sea Peace Conference?

After receiving the invitation letter, each faction read it over and over again, trying to confirm one thing: was the letter truly from the Germa Kingdom?

It was not until the signature on the envelope was almost torn that they reluctantly accepted the reality.

Are you kidding me? Is today April Fools' Day? The North Sea's biggest warmongerer wants to hold a peace conference, and what better place to choose than Calgary—the North Sea's largest arms factory and the location most frequented by warmongers.

Do you feel like you've been tricked, with two war maniacs holding the button in one hand and the nuclear missile in the other?

This is a 100% scam. The purpose of the Vinsmoke family in the Germa Kingdom is definitely not as simple as organizing a "social gathering".

But are they really not going? All the forces hesitated when making the decision.

Here we have to say that old Vinsmoke is really amazing. In that letter, he vaguely revealed some information related to the current strange situation in the North Sea.

The navy's "imperial envoys" had been in the North Sea for almost a month, yet they showed no signs of leaving. Who would believe that there was no trickery? The North Sea wasn't a place so good that the Marineford headquarters couldn't wait to leave.

Those who didn't know before could only scratch their heads and worry, but now a letter tells everyone that this secret is very likely related to Calgary.

There were many brave people. Despite having incomplete information and knowing that they would be used by the Vinsmoke family, a group of ambitious people still went to Calgary with their thugs.

Of the eight factions secretly supporting the Vegapunk research team, the other two, not located in the North Sea, were the troublemaking Germa Kingdom, and the Dynasul family in Calgary. The other four families simultaneously mobilized their forces and gathered in Calgary.

On the one hand, they were afraid. The Vegapunk research team, after investing for so long, was now producing returns for them, and they didn't want this goose that lays golden eggs to be snatched away by others. On the other hand, they also planned to question Vinsmoke in person, asking how he could do such a treacherous thing.

However, it is hard to say whether these four forces have any other ideas in private.

Qin Luo was also a little surprised when he received the news. He didn't expect that just giving Corazon some guesses would lead to such a big change.

This was a good thing. Calgary, a stagnant city, couldn't make any waves relying solely on the island's power. Although Calgary seemed to have many pillars, half of it was actually ruled by the Dynasul family like an iron barrel, especially the arms factory.

The arrival of these people will inevitably lead to a series of conflicts. If nothing unexpected happens, the Germa Kingdom and the Donquixote Pirates will not miss this golden opportunity to eliminate their enemies.

But what does this have to do with Qin Luo? He just needs to find Vegapunk. He has no interest in the North Sea where battles are frequent.

"Okay, I understand." In the research base, Vegapunk hung up the communicator in his hand. Don't think that he is so confident in the forces that support his research.

As a smart man, Vegapunk had prepared a backup plan outside before entering the research base. If he wanted to know what was going on outside, Vegapunk naturally had his own channels.

Although it wasn't a powerful organization, and the people who passed on information to him were just ordinary civilians, the information they could get was only superficial and would not extend beyond the North Sea. But this was enough, and through these things, Vegapunk was able to deduce many things.

This is the most direct and worst news in recent times.

After closing his eyes and pondering for a long time, Vegapunk pressed a button hidden in the mural. A gourd-shaped stone pillar slowly rose from the floor of the room. After reaching a certain height, cracks appeared on the pillar and then expanded.

With a swish, the two glass containers revealed their true appearances: a half-finished devil fruit and a heart floating in each container.

It's unknown when Vegapunk transformed the floor of his room into a secret laboratory. One thing is certain: these two things are Vegapunk's most important research.

It was so important that no one except him knew about the existence of these two things.

As he stroked the two glass containers like he was stroking a child, emotions such as reluctance, annoyance, and regret flashed across Vegapunk's face, and were finally replaced by rationality.

"There's not enough time or materials. We have to choose one or the other."

There were a bunch of buttons of different colors on each of the two glass containers, and the red button was particularly prominent. Vegapunk's hand hesitated for a moment on the red button on the semi-finished devil fruit container, took a breath, and pressed it.

The liquid in the container was spinning wildly, and the semi-finished devil fruit was immediately beaten into a pile of mud, and then injected into another container.

The moment the remnants of the unfinished devil fruit were introduced, the heart that had previously been unresponsive suddenly beat.

Chapter 641: The Routine of Killing with a Sliver of Health

Fluttering, the beating of this heart is not as simple as just tossing it around in a container.

At the moment the heartbeat hit, everyone in the research base was surprised. A strange feeling flashed through their minds, like a heartbeat ringing in their ears, but it also seemed to echo directly in their heads.

Although it was short-lived, the feeling was so real and fantastic that no one could regard it as an illusion.

Vegapunk had no idea that such a change would happen. By the time he came out of his room, the heartbeat incident had spread throughout the base and became a secret known to everyone.

It seems that some bad statements and speculations are forming in the base.

This was going to be trouble. In an unnoticed corner, Vegapunk let out a bitter smile.

At the same time, Qin Luo, who was fishing with Taotu and others in Calgary, couldn't help but look towards the north. His intuition told him that something must have happened there.

Compared to Qin Luo, the reactions of those cloaked men in the Dinasur family who had installed armed prosthetic limbs were more obvious. If Qin Luo only had a slight premonition, these people were like their hearts were touched.

No matter where they were in Calgary or what job they were doing, when that heart beat, the heart rates of the twenty-eight people instantly synchronized and also beat violently.

With their hands pressed to their hearts, beads of sweat covered their foreheads, and a palpitation spread through their bloodstream. Beneath their cloaks, their prosthetic limbs trembled slightly and uncontrollably.

The worst hit was the new No. 11, who was just getting used to his new legs when the wound on his leg, which had nearly healed, suddenly burst open, blood gushing out. The surgeon in charge of the operation rushed to the scene, only to find a body lying in a pool of blood.

The prosthetic arm is fine, but one of its "parts" is broken. That's what the doctor's report said.

However, Darwin, the current patriarch of the Dynasul family, was clearly in no mood to read the report. In a few hours, an impromptu meeting would begin with the eight factions secretly supporting the Vegapunk research team.

And the initiator of this meeting was not Darwin, but old Vinsmoke.

Well, I haven't even had time to settle the score with you, and you've already come running over here. Whatever old Vinsmoke is up to, Darwin will make him pay this time.

This is a remote meeting. With the help of the equipment kindly provided by Vegapunk and Den Den Mushi, video conferencing is a piece of cake.

As time approaches, the leaders of the eight forces come online one after another.

It was still the same conference room where he had secretly observed Qin Luo. Darwin sat at his original position at the head of the table. Seven black shadows were projected on the left and right sides of the conference table. Above each of the seven black shadows was a number.

Within each faction, they used code names to distinguish themselves from one another. 001 to 008 corresponded to the eight factions. Code names didn't distinguish between strong and weak. For example, 001 and 008 weren't from the North Sea, 002 was from the Germa Kingdom, and 003 was from the Dynassul family.

"Tell me, 002, why did you call us together?" The voice came from the shadow of 008. Because they were a force outside the North Sea, he had not received an invitation letter from old Vinsmoke, and naturally he was not aware of the current changes in the North Sea.

After someone broke the silence, before old Vinsmoke could answer, all kinds of questions and ridicules came.

"Yeah, I also want to know why 002 betrayed us and released information about Vegapunk. You're selling out the interests of all of us."

"I actually want 002 to explain how you had the nerve to summon us. You can't just say you made a mistake in a moment of confusion and come to apologize to us. I can't accept that apology."

"Mr. Vinsmoke, I also think that if you can't give a suitable reason, we have the right to kick you out of this alliance."