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Chapter 38 A Family Prolific in Producing Mental Illnesses
The boy looked to be about the same age as Robin.
She was wearing an oversized white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to reveal her slender arms.
The hem of her shirt was tucked into her overalls, and the pant legs were rolled up to reveal her slender calves.
Black leather shoes, stained with mud, and a cross necklace around her neck.
Her fluffy blonde hair was styled into a look that makes her look like she's good at playing basketball.
Think about Tina and Hawkins' hairstyles, and then look at Kerr's original outfit.
Blake thinks Oda and Chicken Bro must have something in common.
A straight nose and slightly thin lips.
What's most striking is that his eyebrows are three vertical lines.
He is none other than one of the supernovas of the future Evil Age—"The Magician" Bucky Hawkins.
"I knew this island was so unique..."
Blake thought to himself, but didn't take it too seriously.
It would be giving Hawkins too much credit to personally recruit him.
Blake planned to inform Huang Mu of his news so that Huang Mu could send someone to take him away and train him.
Hawkins was able to join Kaido in the original work, so he could naturally work under Aramaki, making him easy to recruit.
After leaving the central square, Blake led the women on a tour.
The palace of the Tarot Kingdom is a spiral temple composed of 22 towers connected by a suspended corridor, which looks quite mysterious and beautiful from a distance.
The library resembles an enlarged version of the Wheel of Fortune, with its unique rainwater collection system forming a pattern resembling the Holy Grail.
Everyone watched in amazement.
Robin also read some books on divination in the library to broaden his knowledge.
Stella, on the other hand, bought quite a lot of things, carrying many bags and packages.
Various types of tarot reeds, leaves that can arrange themselves into a star map at night, custom-made tarot cards...
The most outrageous one is Perona.
She actually bought a volcanic lizard that could change color depending on the temperature, and even asserted that Tim was a specialty of Aetheris.
That's right, she has already come up with a name for the volcano lizard.
The group spent the whole day playing on the island, and only when it got dark did they reluctantly return to the Temple at Stella's urging.
Blake smiled and offered a few words of comfort to the reluctant little girls:
"Don't worry, next time we have the chance to visit other islands, we can get off the boat and take a look."
"Oh yeah! Lord Black Saint is the best!"
Upon hearing Blake's promise, Perona happily jumped onto Blake.
The Temple continued its journey, and the sea returned to calm.
It seems that because the Navy has been too active lately, the pirates have begun to lie low.
Even the great pirates of the New World haven't caused any trouble lately.
For a moment, everyone seemed to enter a state of sagehood.
Nothing happened at sea, but something did happen in Mary Geoise.
A banquet is being held in the realm of eternity, where crystal chandeliers illuminate the platters held up by slaves as if they were flowing gold.
No one cared about the theme of the banquet; that's just how carefree the Celestial Dragons' lives are.
"Just looking at this disgusting guy makes me want to vomit!"
Suddenly, the Divine Judgment sword at Garin's waist was drawn, piercing directly through the heart of a merman slave.
Don Quixote Christopher, sitting not far away, frowned:
"Your taste is getting worse and worse, Garin."
Upon hearing this, Garin turned his head, and the droplet of blood he flung out splattered onto the ice swan sculpture between the two of them.
"It's just a toy, you feel sorry for it?"
Garin picked up a diamond-encrusted whip from the side and lashed it around the neck of another merman slave, gradually tightening the noose.
Christopher threw the knife in his hand, slicing Garin's whip in two.
The freed merman slaves knelt on the ground, panting heavily and coughing rapidly.
Garin looked at Christopher in silence, and Christopher looked back at him in silence as well.
Suddenly, two astonishing auras burst forth from their bodies.
The overwhelming and unparalleled Conqueror's Haki instantly shattered the champagne tower, and the wine spilled onto the pristine white tablecloth.
Almost all the other Celestial Dragons in the banquet hall lost consciousness, and the slaves also collapsed one after another.
"Your mercy is blasphemy against the name of God!"
"Your arrogance is the true mark of baseness!"
The two, locked in a fierce confrontation, attacked almost simultaneously.
Garin thrust out the half-whip in his hand like a longsword, while Christopher raised his fork in return.
The two did not collide, yet black and red lightning surged within them.
A huge hole was instantly torn open in the roof, and the aftershocks shot into the sky.
The shards of glass that were flying everywhere were frozen in mid-air by this force.
Garin pulled back half of the whip and swung it down sharply.
Christopher slightly turned to dodge the attack, but his strike severed the pillar behind him.
He handed over the fork with his other hand, but Garin blocked it with his whip.
Garin flipped his wrist, and the broken whip stretched taut like a silver snake spitting its tongue, delivering a standard thrust.
Christopher's silver fork, as precise as a fingertip, aimed precisely at Garin's wrist.
The two people's Armament Haki clashed, producing a crisp metallic clang that seemed to carry some indescribable rhythm.
The two moved around leisurely, fighting as they went, like a dancer performing in the middle of a banquet.
However, the audience was already stunned by their performance, so naturally no one could appreciate the magnificent dance moves.
Garin's broken whip sometimes slashed like a longsword, drawing a perfect arc; at other times, it thrust like a rapier, with deadly precision.
Christopher maintained his dining elegance throughout.
His silver fork sometimes tapped lightly like a conductor, and sometimes outlined like a painter wielding a brush.
Suddenly, Garin pulled the whip handle to his waist, the taut whip shaft poised to strike like a samurai sword.
Christopher gripped the silver fork tightly, and the air around him began to distort and deform like a vortex.
Just as the two were about to continue their attack, a longsword with a scabbard appeared between them.
The first generation of ghost Tetsu, Nasushiro.
"This farce should end now. Are you two planning to tear down the Eternal Chamber?"
Garin frowned, somewhat displeased:
"He sympathizes with slaves!"
"Alright, you two, that's enough for now."
Behind Nasujiro, Satan's voice drifted out:
"The cost of the repairs will be deducted from the two individuals' annual quotas."
Satan's words were tantamount to a final verdict, and Garin, not wanting to argue any further, threw the broken whip on the ground, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.
The shattered chandelier finally fell, smashing into countless diamond-like fragments behind Christopher.
With the instigators gone, the two Five Elders somewhat helplessly instructed their CP, who was following behind, to send the Celestial Dragon, who had been stunned by Conqueror's Haki, back.
In fact, Christopher's behavior was no different from that of Muse Garud during the World Conference.
The problem is that Christopher is much stronger than Muse Gard.
If you try to deal with Christopher, he will inevitably fight back fiercely.
It could easily escalate out of control and even alarm Lord Im.
Therefore, neither the Five Elders nor Garin mentioned the follow-up to this matter, tacitly agreeing that it ended there.
But the guy who smashed the beer bottle on the ground once said:
"Human dreams never end."
Chapter 39 Humanoid Combat Computer
The Don Quixote family is known for producing psychopaths who love to betray their social class.
This was true of Homingo, it is true of Christopher now, and it will be true of Garrude in the future.
Even Rossini has some issues.
Huo Minggu is more like an idealist who is naive to the ways of the world. He regrets giving up his Celestial Dragon identity a few years later.
After being rescued on Fishman Island, Musegard seemed to have a profound sense of enlightenment.
It's possible that she was influenced by Queen Otohime's innate Observation Haki.
Christopher, on the other hand, was quite different from the other two.
The biggest difference is that Christopher possesses extremely strong abilities, and can even contend with Garin for a short period of time.
But it's foreseeable that this guy's end won't be good.
Even if the Knights and the Five Elders are concerned about the consequences and will not directly clash with him in Mary Geoise, Christopher has already severed himself from the Celestial Dragons.
A person who betrays their class will easily find themselves pleasing neither side and disliked by everyone.
Moreover, this contradicts Im's fundamental policy towards the Celestial Dragons.
Im grants the Celestial Dragons unlimited privileges, placing them at the pinnacle of the world from birth and allowing them to enjoy all the riches and honors.
Do you want to enjoy this forever?
Then listen to Im and do things that please him, and join the Knights of God.
Im will grant the other person eternal life.
However, if the other party does something that displeases Im, they will have their immortality taken away, just like Satan, and will instantly turn into skeletons.
A carrot in one hand and a stick in the other.
Christopher, a class traitor who sympathizes with the fish-men, is unwilling to even take the first step of recklessly enjoying life, which means he is destined not to be on the same page as Im.
It's foreseeable that Christopher's lack of punishment this time will likely lead to even bigger trouble in the future.
But this is normal, after all, the Five Elders are best at making simple things complicated until they can't be handled anymore.
Of course, all of this had nothing to do with Blake, who was far away in the North Sea.
Blake was unaware of what happened between eternities.
He had few friends among the Celestial Dragons, and while trying to blend in with the crowd, he also chose to be low-key and aloof.
Blake has ended his activities with Stella and is now focusing his attention on his system.
Before Blake turned sixteen, he had already accumulated ten cards that he couldn't beat.
After his recent improvement, Black has defeated the young Kizaru and the baby Big Mom.
The remaining eight cards all belong to top-tier experts with the combat power of a general.
Monkey D. Garp (Youth)