bdsm-fiction Chapter 106 The Call of the Divine Rainforest, Devil Fruit Rampage
Chapter 106 The Call of the Divine Rainforest, Devil Fruit Rampage
Chapter 106 The Call of the Divine Rainforest, Devil Fruit Rampage
Somewhere in Alabasta, at Dilt's observation post.
Crocodile's fanatical declaration as the spokesperson for the Black Sun was like a boulder thrown into a stagnant pool, completely stirring up a frenzy of faith in Alabasta.
The pitch-black sun hung high, casting an ominous and profound light that nourished the unusual land beneath our feet.
It seems to be the meeting point of two worlds, a wild rainforest from the distant Aztec era.
Of course, this rainforest is primarily a manifestation of the power of Tescatlipoca.
The veins of every leaf flow with primal magic, and every inch of soil is imbued with the aura of the divine.
As Crocodile forcefully promoted the "Black Sun Faith" by taking advantage of the first of his three command opportunities, the power of Tescatlipoca is taking root and spreading wildly through the faith of its followers and the rainforest of the gods itself.
Dilt, the instigator, hovered with great interest above the rainforest, looking down at the town below, which was restless due to its religious fanaticism.
His near-invincible power allowed him to clearly perceive every change taking place on this land.
"Interesting, and a little scary—"
He accelerated and landed on the ground, scooping up the soil. Joan of Arc appeared beside him.
"I used to think it was his power that influenced the environment. Now it seems it wasn't influence—he is the anchor point, moving the world here. In time, this place will not only be a battlefield for the Holy Grail War, but with him as a point of root, the world will be set up here and church will be established."
This place may become a Lostbelt that forcibly merges two completely different worlds.
Seeing her Master's unusually serious expression, Jeanne knew the gravity of the situation.
However, I have more questions than answers.
Why would this cunning god of smoke and night go to such lengths to move the Age of Gods to the pirate world? Thinking of this, Dilt and she exchanged a glance, and in the end, they both shook their heads.
The profound meaning of that supreme deity is still shrouded in mystery for the time being.
However, it is foreseeable that the Age of Gods will arrive, especially given the large scale and high concentration of such an environment.
It will definitely cause a violent and terrifying rejection and collision with the native power system of the One Piece world—Devil Fruits and Haki.
Suddenly, a very subtle change appeared on Dilt's eternally unchanging expression, which was always accompanied by a lazy smile.
"Hmm?" He raised an eyebrow slightly and looked down at his palm.
A power originating from the deepest part of his body, which had been perfectly integrated with him for decades, suddenly began to boil violently, as if it had been thrown into boiling oil and cold water!
At the core of this power is the Devil Fruit power that he has developed to its peak!
Stimulated by the omnipresent and surging magic of the Divine Rainforest, the dormant essence within the fruit seemed to be completely awakened.
It let out a defiant roar!
It frantically assaulted Dilt's indestructible will and physical constraints, trying to break free and engage in a life-or-death struggle against this strange and hostile world of gods!
Extremely subtle energy ripples appeared on the surface of Dilt's body, and the space around him folded in a way that was imperceptible to the naked eye.
If it weren't for his considerable strength, his control over the fruit would have already reached a level of unparalleled mastery.
Anyone else would probably have been blown to pieces by the rampaging power within them, or devoured by the backlash of the out-of-control ability!
"Heh, interesting." The languor in Dilt's eyes faded, replaced by an inquisitive gleam, as if he had discovered a new toy.
"The laws of the Age of Gods—are they indeed rejecting foreign things? Or rather, are demons resisting being assimilated by a higher-level power or environment?"
His powerful senses instantly covered the entire Alabasta, immediately detecting more and more intense sources of riots!
This Holy Grail War, which he started on a whim, seems to be giving birth to surprises far beyond what he initially anticipated.
Just then, the space in front of him rippled out like water.
A figure appeared there silently.
Tall, primitive, and wild!
His bare upper body was covered with patterns symbolizing warriors, he wore a fierce feathered crown, and held another obsidian scepter. He was surrounded by ever-changing smoke and the deep aura of night.
It is the form of the supreme god Tescatlipoca!
His eyes, which seemed to contain the stars of the universe, calmly gazed at Dilt.
Dieter's smile faded, replaced by a rare look of seriousness.
Even he felt a strong threat when faced with this god-level being whose power was unpredictable.
If war were to break out, the outcome would be unpredictable, and the cost would be enormous.
However, Tescatlipoca did not show any hostility or murderous intent.
He spoke slowly, his voice like ancient thunder, resonating deep within Dilt's soul. Yet, the words he uttered caused this "invincible" being's pupils to shrink almost imperceptibly.
"The foreign seeds are resisting the nourishment of the soil."
"The eye of the storm is far from the stage you see."
"#~$ is awakening—by the convergence of these laws.—awakening ahead of time—"
"Will the fire you ignite illuminate or burn everything?"
Leaving behind these metaphorical and cautionary words, Smoke Mirror's figure silently blended into the surrounding smoke and disappeared.
Dilt hovered in place, his silver hair swaying slightly in the dim light, his eyes deep and unfathomable, repeatedly pondering the warning from the smoke-filled goggles, "Who woke up prematurely?"
A vague yet extremely dangerous thought arose in his mind, casting an uncertain shadow over his spectator-like attitude for the first time.
The scene switched instantly.
The rainforest village controlled by the rebels is in complete chaos!
Napoleon led the resistance army in an attempt to find a way out of the naval blockade, but no sooner had he left than disaster struck the village.
"Ace! Luffy! Hang in there!" Sabo shouted anxiously, but he was helpless.
Ace was seen kneeling on the ground, his hands tightly gripping his own neck, as if trying to dig something out of his body!
His body erupted uncontrollably with towering flames.
But this flame was no longer a gentle warmth; instead, it was a violent, chaotic, and destructive rage.
The flames, like a raging dragon out of control, licked everything around them, instantly setting the makeshift thatched hut ablaze and melting the ground into scalding clay.
"Aaaaaaah!"
Ace roared in pain, his eyes bloodshot.
He felt as if the Flame-Flame Fruit power within him had gained its own consciousness and was violently trying to tear his body apart and break free!
"Aaaaaah!! My body is so swollen! It's going to burst!"
On the other hand, Luffy's situation is equally alarming.
His whole body was like an overinflated balloon, irregularly deformed, expanding and contracting wildly, stretching and twisting!
The properties of rubber were amplified to a terrifying degree. His arm swung out unconsciously, instantly extending dozens of meters and snapping a giant tree in half!
His legs bounced wildly like rubber bands, pounding deep holes into the solid ground.
The surrounding land, even under the influence of his power, began to exhibit a strange rubbery texture, becoming soft and elastic!
Luffy felt like his consciousness was about to be consumed by this violent instinct!
"Master!" Karna, the little sun, rushed to Ace's side immediately, trying to use his own magic power to suppress the rampaging flames.
His golden-armored stomach sizzled under the intense heat, as the pure solar fire clashed fiercely with the raging demonic fire within Ace's body.
"No! His very source of power is surging! It's this rainforest—the magic permeating it—that's stimulating something within him!"
Karna instantly identified the root cause, but he knew very little about Devil Fruits, and he didn't know the real reason behind the problem.
Moreover, he was not a professional magician and was helpless in the face of this kind of riot involving fundamental conflict.
Bonney hid behind Hercules, bewildered, watching his two companions' fruits go berserk, his heart filled with fear.
"That's strange—how come I'm fine? I have Devil Fruit powers too—"
As if reading her mind, Hercules gently rubbed her head with his steely hand.
The warm touch felt like the steely yet gentle hands of the bear, stopping her from overthinking and putting her at ease.
No matter what, things will get better!
Luffy and Ace are both strong people!
Ramses II stood beside Vivi, his golden eyes flashing with astonishment and insight.
He stared intently at Luffy, who was writhing in agony, his body turning into rubber.
"Something's wrong with the power within Straw Hat Boy! This is definitely not just simple rubber! I sense an aura related to the sun within him!"
As a top-tier Sun God Heroic Spirit, he has a keen perception of powers of the same origin.
Roger, standing to the side, was heartbroken and his eyes were about to burst as he watched Luffy's pained and contorted appearance.
Upon hearing Ramses II's words, a legend almost forgotten by the world flashed through his mind.
"Sun God Nika? No wonder Luffy ate something that wasn't a Gum-Gum Fruit at all. He was overwhelmed by immense shock and worry, but now was not the time to investigate!"
"What do we do?! They can't hold on much longer!"
Vivi looked at Ace and Luffy's miserable state, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Hey Luffy! Get your act together, you're going to destroy the village!"
Sanji looked at the terrified but helpless villagers around him and gritted his teeth, trying to bring the captain back to his senses.
Zoro's eyes also showed worry, but he slammed his sword into the ground and then sat down cross-legged.
Trust your captain, trust that he can control his power. Chopper is desperately trying to concoct a calming potion, but he can't get close at all!
Sabo tried to suppress Luffy's rampaging body with Armament Haki, but it was like trying to pop a balloon that kept bursting, with little effect.
"We need magicians who are proficient in manipulating magic!" Karna said in a deep voice, sweat dripping from his forehead.
Their only hope lay with the magician who was secretly helping them.
Albana, the temporary naval command, was also in a state of chaos!
"Nya-yi-yi!"
Smoker knelt on one knee in agony, his Smoke-Smoke Fruit powers completely out of control!
His entire body uncontrollably transformed into billowing smoke, but this smoke was no longer the white that was driven by his will; instead, it turned into filthy, grayish-black smoke with a pungent sulfur smell.
Thick smoke spread wildly, corroding everything it touched, including metal and wood, and hissing as it filled the command post with toxic fumes!
He felt his consciousness being pulled and devoured by an older, more violent will!
"Roar!" Rob Lucci's condition became even more terrifying!
He maintained his human-beast form, but the leopard-spotted fur on his body wriggled and grew wildly as if it were alive.
The muscles tensed and twisted uncontrollably, and the bones made a sickening, dislocating sound!
Its eyes transformed into pure beastly pupils, filled with primal killing intent, and it emitted unintelligible roars of wild beasts.
The leopard's beastly will within him, stimulated by the magic of the divine era, went completely berserk, trying to erase his humanity and turn him into a ferocious beast that only knew how to kill!
Several CPO agents who tried to get close to control him were instantly torn to shreds by his ferocious claw strikes!
"Stay calm! Suppress the power within you!"
The Warring States period transformed into a golden Buddha, its body radiating Buddhist light, forcefully suppressing the restlessness of its inner power.
He could feel the power contained within the fruit fiercely battling against a wild, life-force-filled energy, making it extremely difficult for him to even maintain his form.
He looked at the out-of-control Smoker and Lucci, his face turning ashen.
This bizarre phenomenon is unprecedented!
"Quetzalcoatl! Do you have any ideas?" Smoker roared in anguish, calling upon his own spirit.
The older sister, dressed in new, gorgeous clothes, appeared beside Smoker, her beautiful face bearing an unusual solemnity and a hint of anger.
She emanated a warm, life-giving aura that temporarily dispelled some of Smoker's out-of-control toxic fumes and alleviated his pain.
"It's this rainforest! That bastard's divine domain is repelling and stimulating the demons within you!"
She tried to find him through gritted teeth, but he avoided her!
He is completely transforming this land; the laws of the Age of Gods are eroding everything here.
All of everyone's Devil Fruit abilities became the first foreign objects to be targeted!
Since joining forces with Smoker, Garp, and others in the Sengoku period, she has been searching for the Smoke Mirror.
But the other party was clearly deliberately avoiding her, this feathered serpent god who also belonged to the Mesoamerican pantheon but represented light and life.
Deep in the rainforest, Blackbeard's secret hideout.
"Hahaha, listen! Ahhhhhh!! It hurts! It hurts so much!!"
Blackbeard Teach rolled wildly on the ground, his alien body undergoing an even more terrifying mutation!
Darkness seeped uncontrollably from every pore of his body like viscous oil, swallowing the surrounding light and matter, forming an ever-expanding black hole!
This force caused a violent spatial tremor, shaking the cave where he was hiding, causing rocks to fall!
Stimulated by the magic of the Age of Gods, the power of the fruit, like a ferocious beast enraged, unleashed a fierce battle within his body!
He felt that his body would be completely torn apart by these two rampaging forces at any moment!
"Captain!" Lafitte, Doc Q, and the others looked on in horror, but dared not approach. The out-of-control darkness and tremors were enough to crush them.
The count stood silently in the shadows, coldly observing the blackbeard's painful struggle.
His deep eyes burned with a cold fire of revenge, and a cruel smile even curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Is it painful, contractor?" The count's deep voice was like a whisper.
"This is the essence of the curse. The aura of the Age of Gods merely triggered the karma that had long been buried within you, born of betrayal and greed. Enjoy this greeting from hell."
He showed no intention of offering any help.
Inside Crocodile's luxurious residence in the royal capital of Albana.
"Ugh!" Crocodile was also feeling unwell.
He leaned back in the jewel-encrusted chair, veins bulging on his forehead, cold sweat dripping down his face.
The Sand-Sand Fruit power within him was also going berserk, with fine sand flowing uncontrollably from his body, and large holes being eroded in the expensive carpet in the room.
He felt as if his body was about to vanish into thin air!
But instead of showing any pain, he revealed a ferocious and excited smile.
Tescatlipoca's figure coalesced around him like smoke, silently watching his struggle.
"Death? Of course not, Agent," came the deep voice from the smoke-gauge figure.
"The baptism of the Age of Gods is deadly poison to demons, but a tempering fire for those who bear it. Endure it, and the sand demon within you will resonate more deeply with my divinity."
"Your power will no longer be confined to the sand, but will reach the very edge of the power over desolation and weathering."
"Consider this your fair reward for your missionary work. Hahahaha!"
Crocodile gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with a mad ambition.
"Power—greater power—what is this pain!"
He forcefully guided the rampaging sand within his body, attempting to feel the deeper concepts as guided by the smoke mirror.
Although the excruciating pain persisted, his will, supported by his ambition, held firm.
With a slight smirk, Smoke Mirror's eyes swept over all the people struggling in pain due to the Devil Fruit's rampage.
Ace roared in the fiery hell, while Luffy tumbled in the rubbery twisting.
Smoker is enveloped in toxic fumes, Lucci struggles on the edge of his bestial nature, Blackbeard cries out in anguish amidst the tearing darkness and tremors, and Crocodile grins savagely in the agony of being turned to sand.
Finally, the image freezes.
An ancient road covered with eerie moss and vines,
A tall figure was marching with heavy but firm steps toward the naval base.
It was none other than the Marine Admiral Akainu, Sakazuki, who was resurrected by the Smoke Mirror!
He was still wearing his signature red shirt and Justice Coat, but his entire demeanor had undergone a dramatic transformation.
The coldness remained, but it was now imbued with an inhuman sense of deathly stillness and oppression.
What's most unsettling is that beneath his skin, lava seems to be slowly wriggling, as if it were alive!
That was the mark of the Smoke Mirror's divine power, the mark of death, and the lock of control.
With each step he took, the ground beneath his feet made a sound; the hard rock melted under the high temperature, leaving behind footprints that emitted wisps of smoke.
The surrounding air was distorted by the high temperature, and the tenacious plants in the rainforest turned to ashes at a visible speed as he passed by!
The already rampant Magma Fruit power within him, stimulated by magic and divine power, was brewing a terrifying force capable of incinerating everything!
Akainu raised his head, and his eyes, which once burned with the flames of absolute justice, were now only cold and dark red like molten lava from the abyss.
His gaze pierced through the dense rainforest, as if locking onto a certain direction.
That area was controlled by the resistance forces and firmly guarded by the navy; it was the homeland of Napoleon's army.
Revenge, or—a command to destroy?
No one knows.
Only the lava body, entwined with jet-black patterns, exuded a scorching aura that sent shivers down the spines of the entire rainforest.
Akainu stepped step by step toward the battlefield destined to be stained with blood.