Chapter 959: Chapter 585: Oh~ So Scary
Gatz, the Act-Act Fruit Ability User, gains the powers of those he impersonates by mimicking their known information and abilities.
This information is firmly etched in Sage’s mind.
This guy is extremely special to Sage.
What he shows doesn’t belong to this world at all.
"What is the Golden Mist?" Sage continued to ask.
"A treasure containing a world’s riches, the golden legend that fulfills any wish."
This was Wao’s statement, and also the legend heard by Hewitt and Gakel.
However, what Gatz spoke of wasn’t at all the same thing.
"Once every five hundred years! It’s bound to happen! My ancestors recorded it, they once encountered the Golden Mist, but many strong figures were present at that time, so they failed. However, these mighty figures were documented, and the powers I use are from those powerful records!"
"Which strong figures?" Sage squinted slightly.
"There was one who ate the Flame-Flame Fruit, able to breathe fire. And another who should have eaten a Zoan-type Fruit, similar to your earlier form, only with a tail that can multiply strength."
"And a man in red armor who ate the Press-Press Fruit, could casually pull down meteors! Two of them! And some gangsters with strange postures, and a fish seller..."
Like recalling memories, Gatz murmured a few more sentences and continued: "In short, they exist. The ancestors recorded them in detail, so when I impersonate them, I also gain their powers. Sage, even you, if I learn your information and lifestyle, as well as your combat moves, I could impersonate you!"
In response, Sage just glanced at him indifferently before looking up at the sky, tutting, his face darkening, "What’s going on..."
The guys he mentioned are very familiar, though categorized as Devil Fruit powers on the sea, but Sage knows it’s not the same thing at all.
Yet, the more this is the case, the more things are amiss.
Parallel?
Transverse?
Or something else...
"Can’t be because I arrived, damn it, and everything changed." Sage gritted his teeth.
There is this butterfly-wing theory... It’s not about a skinny dog working out, it’s a genuine butterfly flapping its wings, causing a storm across the ocean.
In the world, it means that once the world line changes, it generates a different world.
"Linkage?"
Sage frowned, it reminded him of an issue. Some people aren’t necessarily unable to appear.
"Damn it, so annoying! It would be better if this was just a coincidence brought by ability!"
Sage cursed and then looked at Gatz, "When will the Golden Mist appear, and what are its traits?"
"According to the records, the central volcanic crater erupts with the Golden Mist when a rare comet passes once every five hundred years. A big comet will appear tonight; once the Golden Mist manifests, you can make a wish, it can even grant you a world!"
When a Secret Hole is activated, Gatz has no choice but to speak.
"Lily," Sage called out.
Lily had already been looking up at the sky when Gatz spoke; she heard him and frowned, "I don’t see any related signs right now."
Boom!
Just as she finished, Sage suddenly swung his hand, Haki turned into a storm, washed over the four, causing their bodies to explode into a splatter of flying debris.
"Then we’ll wait," Sage turned around and instructed, "Make camp, let’s wait and see what happens."
Stories, hardships, dreams, Sage is entirely uninterested.
Intelligence has been acquired, so next comes the moment of witnessing.
That is until these four died, and Lily showed a slight surprise.
"Now I remember!"
Lily said, "I indeed sent three groups of people to this area..."
As she spoke, she glared at the pile of debris angrily.
The wreckage of the ships was all there, and as for the people, they certainly wouldn’t survive.
"Stick to the usual rules," Sage stated.
Things are different now than before; previously, there was no territory, and the stolen items were stored away. Sage serves as a balance guarantee, ensuring that the money accumulated is disbursed to those with close ties.
Now, his men also loot, mainly maintaining their Disaster Pirates’ fine reputation while conquering new islands, robbing the rich and targeting passing merchant ships without proper documentation, along with some pirates still in the New World’s first half.
But these spoils are mostly cashed out once plundered, the money is long distributed; even as pirates, they receive wages.
Sage has a mighty empire, upon which there is also a disability pension and death compensation mechanism.
The former is for those who suffer irreparable injuries in battle, given a sinecure job to take care of, often acting as stationed personnel on local islands or grassroots management directly under Sage’s business.
As for the latter, it’s calculated at aging to one hundred, salary paid in one lump sum as a death compensation.
The expenditure for this is undeniably vast, but Sage knows his foundation; it’s never changed here.
This leads to his pirates being the most daring and loyal.
Territory, he’s the largest.
Strength, he’s the strongest.
Benefits, they’re the best.
Even death holds no worry, so what’s there to fear?
These subordinates, on the contrary, fear Sage’s downfall, thus they fight the hardest when it comes to combat.
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