Chapter 270: I, Kizaru! Shining and Burning for Love
At the same time, the attacks of the three CP0 captains landed a meter in front of Luo Han, only to be perfectly blocked by his Armament Haki.
Whether it was a Haki-based strike or a special Devil Fruit ability, nothing could break through his perfect Armament Haki.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Without hesitation, Luo Han instantly flashed three times, like Konoha's Yellow Flash, appearing beside the three in the blink of an eye and throwing three punches, cutting off the CP0 Chief's retreat.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
The three CP0 captains were sent flying, crashing into the distant sea.
"..."
At that moment, the marines and CP? agents who had been charging toward Luo Han after Sengoku's attack froze in place at the sight—something that happened in just the span of a breath. Their legs trembled uncontrollably.
"Admiral Sengoku, the CP0 Chief and three CP0 captains were defeated instantly."
"They're all Admiral-level combat power!"
"And the Navy's strongest rookie, the future Admiral, the current Vice Admiral Kizaru, was taken down in an instant."
"How are we supposed to fight an enemy like this and win?"
Clang! Clang…!
Murmuring in despair, everyone's weapons slipped from their powerless hands and clattered to the ground.
Step. Step!
Luo Han's expression was calm, as if he had merely stepped on a few ants, strolling leisurely toward Vegapunk.
"Ah…!"
Bang! Bang!
Along the way, marines and CP? agents scrambled and rolled out of his path.
When he reached Vegapunk, Luo Han's mind stirred, and a twisted psychic barrier enclosed the two of them. Some words couldn't be overheard by others.
"Are you really smart enough to be five hundred years ahead of humanity?"
This was the first thing Luo Han said to Vegapunk—and his first question.
"..."
Vegapunk was clearly unprepared for such a question; no one had ever said he was that smart.
"I don't know!" Vegapunk finally replied.
"I've been here for a while, observing you," Luo Han said. "If I'm sensing correctly, your mind contains a huge amount of information—or memories—that aren't yours, right?"
"You can sense memories?!" Vegapunk was slightly surprised before explaining, "You're right. I'm actually not that smart—just about ten thousand times smarter than the average human, far from five hundred years ahead of the world!"
"..."
Hearing that, Luo Han was stunned. He probably didn't even grasp the concept of ten thousand times smarter.
Unaware of Luo Han's thoughts, Vegapunk continued, "It's all due to the information flow in my mind. To be precise, what you're talking about is this information flow, which is about five hundred years ahead of this era."
He chuckled self-deprecatingly. "But I'm more inclined to think my intelligence isn't even equal to that of the ancients from eight hundred years ago."
Eight hundred years ago?
The ancients?
Information flow?
The Pluton warship among the Ancient Weapons?
In that instant, Luo Han thought of many things. If Pluton truly existed and could rival Poseidon, its construction technology must be centuries ahead of the current era.
He knew full well how terrifying Poseidon was.
And such a warship existed eight hundred years ago—or even earlier.
That would mean the information flow in Vegapunk's mind was more like an inheritance, like a storage device recording vast amounts of technology from eight centuries past.
If that were the case, maybe it really did come from eight hundred years ago.
But something didn't add up…
Could it be that the World Government had no technology surpassing the current era? After all, they were founded right after the Void Century. Surely they would have preserved some groundbreaking technology.
And yet, for the last eight centuries, no shocking technological breakthroughs had been heard of.
"Can you take me into the World Government?" Vegapunk interrupted Luo Han's thoughts.
"You want to uncover the secret in your mind," Luo Han replied.
After a moment's silence, Vegapunk said, "Who else in this world could know more about the events of eight hundred years ago—and my condition—than the World Government?"
Even the history of the Void Century was something the Government deliberately concealed. If they went to such lengths, it meant they knew the truth.
Only by approaching them could Vegapunk uncover his own secret.
"Fair enough!"
Luo Han shrugged, then frowned. "But if I need your help at times, it might be troublesome."
"Hmm… how about this!"
After thinking for a moment, Luo Han said, "I'll give you something small, and I'll put a mark on you."
"That way, I can find you anytime in a certain secret place."
"How about it? Will you accept?"
"Do I have another choice?" Vegapunk countered.
"Talking to smart people is refreshing. Don't resist—it'll be quick."
Luo Han spoke as he invaded Vegapunk's mental world. Without resistance, it didn't take long for Luo Han to control him using Kotoamatsukami.
"Here! Take this."
Luo Han handed Vegapunk a telekinetic ring he had made earlier.
It had just been modified—not the usual sea-blue, but a replica of the ring Vegapunk already wore.
Vegapunk silently accepted it, swapping his old ring for Luo Han's.
"So, what now?" Vegapunk asked.
"No need to do anything. I'm not taking you away—they won't kill you. Your value is far too great," Luo Han said casually. "Just watch what I do."
With that, Luo Han dispelled all his telekinesis.
Outside—
The marines were still there, but CP0 and CP? agents had already left to look for the CP0 Chief and captains.
Sengoku had been carried out by Tsuru, his body wrapped in bandages with only his eyes and nose exposed.
"Blue Demon…" Tsuru stood in front of Sengoku, her gaze locked on Luo Han as her aura steadily grew.
Step… step…!
The remaining marines gathered around Sengoku, all staring at Luo Han.
An invisible pressure pressed toward him.
"Don't be nervous!"
Luo Han smiled. "I came to Vegapunk just to ask how to make a sword eat a Devil Fruit."
"I never intended to take him away—you all misunderstood!"
Hearing this, Tsuru and the marines formed a certain impression of him—this was a shameless man.
What kind of 'misunderstanding' involves taking down an admiral with a single punch and turning a vice admiral into a lightbulb?
"Heh."
Luo Han chuckled and ignored whether they believed him. He extended his right hand and opened his palm.
Whoosh!
The Kizaru lightbulb in the sky vanished and appeared in Luo Han's hand, emitting a blinding yellow light.
"Ah!!"
"So bright!"
"I can't see!"
The marines, caught off guard, were blinded by the light, tears streaming as they hastily covered their eyes.
"Damn!"
Even Luo Han was nearly blinded. He quickly adjusted the transparency of his telekinetic armor to suppress the intense light, turning Kizaru back into a softly glowing yellow basketball-sized bulb.
"Ah, much better."
Tossing the bulb up and down, Luo Han said to Tsuru, "This brat is probably your future admiral. I'll take him for now. If you want him back, trade me one Mythical Zoan, one Logia, and one Paramecia Devil Fruit."
"If you don't trade, I'll keep him as a streetlamp in the City That Never Sleeps, shining for love, lighting the way for every visitor."
Luo Han smirked devilishly. "I'll even put a plaque beside it: 'Future Admiral, current Vice Admiral Kizaru of the Navy Headquarters, wholeheartedly serving you—lighting your every step!'"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At those words, Tsuru and the marines hadn't yet exploded in anger when Kizaru panicked, manifesting his forehead and banging it repeatedly.
In moments, he'd split his head open, truly terrified by the thought of such a fate.
His mouth kept yelling toward Tsuru.
Unfortunately—
Luo Han's telekinetic armor blocked all sound, and he kept tossing the bulb, so Tsuru could hear nothing but the banging.
But even without hearing him, Tsuru could imagine Kizaru's helplessness and fear.
And…!
If Kizaru really became a novelty lamp in the City That Never Sleeps, it would be a devastating blow to the Navy's prestige.
He represented the Navy's strongest new generation—their future top combat power. If he was treated like a toy…
Would the Navy even have a reason to exist? Pirates across the seas would multiply.
In that instant, Tsuru thought of many things.
"Blue Demon!"
Her eyes were icy cold. Though her heart burned with anger, she kept her voice steady. "I'll relay your demands to the higher-ups. Just keep your word."
In the end, Tsuru agreed to Luo Han's terms, though the final decision lay with Navy HQ and the World Government.
Luo Han didn't mind. Smiling faintly, he said, "Rest assured, my word is solid."
"Just send them to the City That Never Sleeps. You know we welcome everyone—except those Tenryuubito scum."
With that, he teleported away, taking a blond young man with him.
Clang! Clang!
Long after Luo Han left, the marines remembered their earlier orders, drawing their swords toward Vegapunk.
"Stop!"
"These scientists must not die."
Tsuru halted them. If the Blue Demon truly wasn't taking Vegapunk, the man had to live.
The Navy had already confirmed in his hometown that Vegapunk would be key to crushing the pirates across the seas.
"Yes, Vice Admiral Tsuru!" The marines didn't understand, but they obeyed, surrounding the scientists with ten guards each.
After a while, there was still no sign of CP0 returning.
Tsuru didn't wait—Sengoku needed urgent treatment.
"Move!" she ordered her adjutant. "Take these scientists. We're leaving!"
Carrying Sengoku herself, she rushed toward the docked warship.
"Yes, ma'am!"
The adjutant ordered the marines to bring the scientists along.
As for the missing blond scientist, they all acted as if he'd never been there.
What happened tonight would be unforgettable.
So Admirals were this weak?
Many couldn't help but feel a fleeting illusion…
…
(END CHAPTER)
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