One Piece: Starting with the Immortal Rocks Pirates

Page 99

Perhaps to see his parents, or for some other reason, Shanks will definitely return to Mary Geoise.

We might even get to see Im.

At this moment, Roger stopped laughing, his expression becoming extremely serious, and his gaze fixed on Dimon:

"So, I've actually fulfilled my promise. Now, what do you want to do?"

"This is no friendly sparring match. The killing intent you're releasing is so real that even a child could feel it!"

"I want to ask you, Dimon, what exactly do you want?"

Upon hearing this, Dimon smiled slightly. He sheathed Yama and then moved swiftly, appearing behind Roger like lightning.

No, this is teleportation!

Roger was startled, but reacted quickly.

However, Dimon was faster; before he could turn around, a hand had already grabbed the back of his head.

"Your mission is over, Roger. It's time for you to leave."

As they spoke, the two plummeted from a height of ten thousand meters, passing through the white sea and then through the white sea again, like arrows falling from the sky, heading straight for the endless ocean ten thousand meters below.

Chapter 121 Demon's Familiar, Roger Makes His Appearance

The speed of sound is more than 340 meters per second.

It only takes about 20 seconds to fall from an island 10,000 meters above sea level to the sea surface.

Is the mission over?

Is it because I found the Gum-Gum Fruit?

Roger didn't understand; Dimon seemed genuinely interested in killing him.

At that moment, he was grabbed by the back of his head and plummeted at high speed towards Qinghai. The strong wind pressure around him restricted his movements.

"Do you know how painful it would be to hit the sea at that speed?"

Faced with the perilous situation, Roger shouted, "You're an ability user, right? I'm an immortal, I'll only feel a little pain at most, but you're a landlubber!"

Dimon pinned Roger down, his five fingers gripping Roger's head tightly.

The two men's domineering auras clashed fiercely, and black and red lightning spread in all directions.

If someone on Gaya Island were to look up at the southwest sky at this moment, they would clearly see a beam of dark red light falling straight down from the sky.

As the sea drew ever closer, Roger ceased resisting the pressure from behind and concentrated his Haki in front of him, focusing all his efforts on strengthening his defense.

At the same time, he shouted, "We're really going to fall into the sea! Aren't you going to let go? There are only five seconds left!"

Dimon chuckled softly and suddenly accelerated.

A giant wave surged into the sky.

Falling at the speed of sound from a height of 10,000 meters and hitting the sea is no different from hitting land directly.

Roger enveloped himself in Armament Haki and withstood the impact.

The hand that had been gripping the back of his head had left him. He held his breath and turned around to look.

Numerous bubbles rose to the surface of the clear seawater, the dense bubbles swirling upwards with the seawater.

Dimon's figure was also submerged in the seawater, and as he looked over, Dimon had already drawn his sword and was attacking him.

"How can someone with superpowers move around in water?"

Roger was taken aback and immediately raised his sword to block the attack.

For the two of them, the mere seawater did not affect their agility.

The two swords clashed, and the powerful force was like detonating a bomb, blasting open the surrounding seawater and creating a hole beneath the surface.

It takes several seconds after the cavity forms for the seawater to begin filling the area again.

Taking this opportunity, Roger immediately said, "I see. You used Armament Haki to create an isolated area around your body, preventing the seawater from contacting you..."

That being said, this Armament Haki is ridiculously strong!

During their conversation, the two exchanged more than a dozen moves.

The surrounding seawater was pushed back by wave after wave as it approached.

"So, why do you want to kill me?" Roger shouted. "Dimmon, I've always considered you a friend!"

"You really want to know?" Dimon raised an eyebrow. "Before coming here, I did want to kill you, but I've changed my mind now."

"That's not what you meant by your murderous aura!"

Roger moved swiftly and charged towards the surface of the sea.

He raised his hand and slashed upwards with his sword, the sword energy tearing through the seawater above his head, forming a huge chasm.

Breaking free from the sea, Roger stepped into the void and used a technique similar to Moonwalk to gain a brief ability to float in the air.

He turned to look down into the sea, but Dimon's voice came from above.

"What I said is true."

The moment he heard the voice, Roger immediately turned around to block a slash. Looking at the familiar face so close to him, he said in a deep voice, "At least tell me the reason!"

Surrounded by the ocean, there was nowhere to land.

Facing an opponent who could fly, he didn't think he could beat them.

But more than winning or losing, he wanted to know why Dimon had turned against him.

"Because of Xia Qi?"

Upon hearing this, Dimon almost lost his composure. What kind of thought process was this?

Too lazy to waste words, he launched an even stronger attack.

By deliberately coming down from the sky island and changing the battlefield to the sea, Roger, who had the advantage of terrain, was no match for him and could only be suppressed unilaterally.

The two fought an earth-shattering battle, from day to night, from the sky to the sea.

The residents of Gaya Island could hear continuous booming sounds from about 30 nautical miles away from the battle site.

Along with it came wave after wave of giant waves and typhoons.

"There's only wind and thunder, but why isn't it raining?"

Some people were preparing to go out to sea to fish, but they had to give up due to the strange weather.

The next morning, more people came to the port, but the roaring sound continued.

Until noon on the seventh day.

The town's residents finally realized that the noise seemed to have stopped, the tsunami was subsiding, and the strange weather seemed to have finally passed.

Dimon grabbed Roger by the neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.

"Has it reached its limit?"

What kind of stamina monster?

Roger cursed under his breath, staring intently at Dimon, and said breathlessly, "I won in swordsmanship!"

"I wasn't good at swordsmanship to begin with, so was this your dying wish?" Dimon said calmly.

“No, you still haven’t told me your reason.” Roger gripped Dimon’s wrist tightly. “Besides, I’ve drunk your elixir of immortality. How are you going to kill me?”

"The power of immortality can be granted, and it can also be taken back. Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough."

Dimon smiled slightly and whispered, "The devil was created!"

Suddenly, endless black mist was released from his palm and quickly covered Roger's entire body.

"What is this?!" Roger asked, his face filled with shock.

He could sense an extremely strange power invading his body, a feeling similar to, yet different from, drinking the elixir of immortality.

While modifying Roger, Dimon slowly said, "I wasn't lying to you before. I did intend to kill you at first, but now it's different. This power will transform your soul, turning you from a human into a demon."

"A demon?" Roger's eyes widened. "Does such a thing really exist?"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Think about the origin of the Devil Fruit's name." Damon chuckled, casually making up a few things. "What kind of Devil Fruit image do you want? Anyway, how about we fix your nose hairs, which are practically a mustache?"

"That's the only thing I can't agree with; it's one of my charm points!"

Roger shouted defiantly before being swallowed by darkness.

The next moment, the dark demonic power completely engulfed him.

The Demon Creation ability allows for arbitrary customization of appearances. Dimon had never used it before, but this time, modifying Roger's image was essential.

He'd been annoyed by that nose hair for a long time.

"Should we transform him into a woman? Never mind, let's also fix his face while we're at it."

Roger's physical body was sculpted arbitrarily according to Dimon's ideas.

Compared to the imps he created before, Roger's soul was much more powerful, and the transformation process took much longer.

A full minute or so had passed.

When the darkness faded, Pirate King Roger was dead, and in his place came Little Devil Roger.

After Dimon released his grip, the demon Roger immediately addressed him respectfully:

Chapter 122 The God of Earth, the Serpent of Karmic Fire, and the God of the Sea

Roger blurted it out instinctively, then froze.

Why does he call Dimon "master"?

"What did you do?" Roger was completely bewildered. He discovered that he had grown a pair of jet-black wings, similar to those on Dimon's back.

"I've turned you into a demon."

Dimon looked at his masterpiece and felt much more comfortable without nose hairs.

His face has also changed slightly, and people who are not very familiar with Roger would probably not recognize him.

If you said he was Roger's brother, some people might believe it.

Compared to his former boldness, the devil Roger now appears to have a colder, more sinister demeanor.

"There really are demons in this world!?" Roger was shocked and stared at Dimon in disbelief. "So, you're actually a demon, a member of the demon race?"

"Demon race? Hmm, calling them that isn't so bad. Let's go, I'm exhausted after fighting for so long, let's find a place to have a drink first."

With that, Dimon flapped his wings, used his Observation Haki to scan the nearest island, and flew towards Jaya Island.

Roger was speechless. At this point, even the slowest person would have realized what was happening.

He seemed unable to disobey Dimon's orders, his body involuntarily following the other's lead.

"I knew it! The Elixir of Immortality is something no normal person could brew, you devil!"

"You are a demon now, though you are my subordinate, like a familiar. Remember to call me master."

"Owner……"

Roger grabbed his own neck, trying to disobey the order, but it was all in vain.

Seeing that the hard approach wasn't working, they switched to the softer one.

"Let's make a deal, can you not make me call myself master? It's a bit embarrassing, I am the Pirate King."

The two chatted as they flew to Gaya Island.

Not long after, on Gaya Island, in a small tavern.

Roger devoured the food, quickly finishing off the entire table of delicacies, and then chug down a bottle of wine, letting out a satisfied groan.

"Phew... I'm alive again! The cherry pie here is pretty good, want some?"

"This stuff tastes awful."

Dimon toyed with the Gum-Gum Fruit in his hand, pondering how to deal with this god-level fruit.

Roger scoffed, "Are you out of your mind? It tastes amazing. By the way, do you want to eat this fruit?"