A streak of blood pierced the sky, and Atlas, originally floating above, suddenly appeared on Ryusen.
Quietly, he looked into the eyes of the footballfish.
Clang!!!
Sheath the sword and sheath it.
As if a switch had been pressed, the entire space froze in that moment.
The transition from extreme stillness to extreme movement was completed instantly.
Slash!!!
Following the gap just now, thousands of slashes wreaked havoc all over the footballfish. The once huge creature suddenly revealed numerous wounds, and blood spurted out like a curtain covering the sky.
Boom!!!
As the blood spurted out, a fishy smell filled the air, and an island was ejected from its stomach.
After a sudden spin, the island fell crookedly into the sea.
"...Not dead yet?"
Atlas looked at the footballfish still panting violently and narrowed his eyes.
Sea Kings of this size are simply too tenacious.
In this case...
I'd better get rid of it quickly.
Snap!!!
There was a clear snap of fingers, and the surrounding seawater suddenly became alive.
With the footballfish as the center, a huge whirpool appeared, twisting rapidly towards the center.
The speed increased, accompanied by a "click" sound like breaking steel.
It directly smashed and engulfed every inch of the footballfish's skin.
Ouch!!!
The pain all over its body made the footballfish wail, and the blood pouring out continued to dye the seawater scarlet.
Soon, the footballfish disappeared into the increasingly larger whirpool.
Only the lingering fishy smell proved its existence.
The island that had just jetted out also drifted closer with the slowly stopping current.
This was an irregular and strangely shaped island.
There were obvious signs of corrosion all around.
Atlas saw it very clearly. This thing... seemed to be spit out from the stomach of the footballfish.
The buildings on the island were very messy and looked quite old.
It had a sense of ancient times.
Among the messy buildings and trees, a dazzling golden light shone through the gaps.
Atlas jumped off Ryusen, landed firmly on the island, and walked slowly towards the light source.
This thing should be the so-called pure gold.
It was almost exactly the same as the light above the head of the footballfish just now.
However, the golden light in front of him seemed purer, and its effect on slowing down cell activity was stronger.
Indeed.
After clearing the complicated obstacles, a transparent jar soaked in golden pebbles appeared in front of him.
Soft golden light shone on his body, and the speed of cell division in his body slowed down instantly.
"It is indeed this thing, the eternal life that everyone in the world dreams of."
The World Government seems to have been looking for this thing.
However, there are nineteen Celestial Dragons families in total.
After eight hundred years of breeding, the number of Celestial Dragons living in the Holy Land is estimated to be dozens of times greater than the original number.
Even if pure gold is found, it may not be distributed to every Celestial Dragon.
However, scarcity is not the issue but inequality.
This is true for ordinary people, let alone Celestial Dragons whose desires are infinitely magnified.
They always want everything to go their way. Atlas does not believe that for the pure gold that can give 'eternal life', they will not go carzy.
It's impossible for the Five Elders not to consider this.
But a lot of energy is still spent every year searching for the whereabouts of pure gold.
Hiss~~~
It's scary to think about it.
However, this thing is of little use to Atlas.
But he will not foolishly hand it over to the World Government, a bunch of idiots.
There are many ways to gain immortality in the pirate world.
The most perfect one is the rumored ultimate surgery of the Op-Op Fruit.
Pure gold comes next.
Because he has mastered Life Return and cultivated it to the ultimate level, Atlas has very keen control over his body.
He could clearly feel it when the light of pure gold shone on him.
Although the activity of his cells is much slower, this does not mean that his body has stopped growing.
Instead, it is growing at an extremely slow speed.
This is equivalent to extending your growth period.
However, this thing has a drawback. After using it, the body's state will stay at this moment for a long time.
In other words, forget about physical training or anything like that.
Weak chickens will always be weak chickens.
Crash!!!
Suddenly there was a sound of stirring next to him, and a figure broke into Atlas' field of vision.
This was a middle-aged man in tattered clothes. His bulging cheeks were covered with dry and frizzy beards, and his plump belly and chest were exposed.
The man's eyes fell on the cloak of justice behind Atlas, and he was a little confused, but he still exclaimed:
"Marine?! Why are you here?"
He had not seen this outfit for nearly two hundred years.
Although he had occasionally seen pirates who were unlucky enough to be swallowed by lantern fish, he had never seen a Marine.
"Who are you...?"
Atlas squinted his eyes and thought hard.
Although he remembered that there was a father and a daughter in the belly of the lantern fish, the name of the other party was a bit blurry in his memory.
The middle-aged man in front of him should be the scientist who can artificially create pure gold, and he is also one of the only two people left in the belly of the lantern fish.
"You're so unlucky...Wait!! The light here is wrong!"
The middle-aged man looked sad at first, then his expression changed drastically and he quickly raised his head.
What caught his eye was no longer the stinky stomach.
But a blue sky.
For a moment, his eyes actually became a little moist.
Two hundred years!!
Almost two hundred years ago!
Although he did not regret it, the joy of being released from the prison quickly hit his mind.
The air, accompanied by the sea breeze, was a bit salty, but compared to the harsh environment in the belly of the fish, this place was simply a paradise.
"This is... the sky? It's so nostalgic!"
He stretched his nose vigorously and breathed in every inch of air greedily, as if he was afraid that he would wake up from his dream the next moment.
"Hey! Can you put away that idiotic expression of yours?"
Atlas' untimely words interrupted the man's immersion.
"Huh? I'm so sorry, Mr. Marine, my name is..."
The man seemed to be waking up from a dream, and his expression seemed to become particularly urgent: "Wait! Mr. Marine, please save my daughter. I haven't seen my daughter for a long time!"
Atlas gritted his teeth.
You guy, at least finish your sentence.
If it wasn't for your fragile body, he would have slapped you away.
"Is the daughter you are talking about over there?"
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