Chapter 204: News of the Red-Haired and the White-Bearded

"What is the price?"

Imu's throat was somewhat hoarse.

Even though she was filled with desire, she still maintained her reason; she clearly remembered the Equivalent Exchange the Game Merchant had just mentioned.

To want to become a God Clan, one must certainly pay a huge price.

However,

she was not worried.

She was the ruler of the Pirate World, she was the controller of the World Government, she could mobilize the entire Navy, and she possessed nearly two hundred member nations...

As long as she was willing, she could trade away half the world to achieve her wish.

"Thin God Clan Bloodline, 250,000 Reward Points."

Fang Yi thoughtfully opened the Game House's product shelf remotely for Imu and said, "A bloodline of Purple Quality. Choosing the exchange system of the Investiture of the Gods world, it shouldn't be difficult to refresh it given your assets."

"Of course, you can also choose to consume 【Game Merchant's Purple Gift】 to exchange for it directly."

The God Clans in the myriad worlds are countless.

When it comes down to it, they are just a group of powerful lifeforms born favored by heaven and earth, naturally possessing rich origins or even World Fragments.

Most of the God Clans in the Investiture of the Gods are not considered strong when looking across the myriad worlds; they are more like humans with special bloodlines.

Therefore, the exchange price for the bloodline is not very expensive.

But it is not cheap either.

Ordinary players certainly cannot afford to exchange for it; even if they hunt Pollution Monsters, the Reward Points they obtain are all used to purchase various equipment and skills.

Unless there are those players with exceptionally strong endurance who hunt tirelessly for months with an iron will, just to exchange for a high-level bloodline.

"Can I only exchange for a Thin God Clan Bloodline?"

Imu was dissatisfied.

The God Clan bloodline contains ancient wisdom and secrets, and even more so, different types of divine power; as long as it is activated through an apocalypse, it can bring about extraordinary abilities.

What she cared about more was that

a God Clan bloodline signifies status, and the purity of the bloodline is directly linked to rank.

Imu, who considers herself the master of the Pirate World, was not satisfied with a Thin God Clan Bloodline; what she wanted was a high-level bloodline approaching that of the ancient God Clan.

"That is correct."

Fang Yi nodded and said, "Even a Thin God Clan Bloodline has already reached the upper limit that the Pirate World can bear."

"A purer God Clan bloodline can only be borne by players whose life level has undergone a transformation and reached Tier 2."

The New World,

which is the Dark Arad invaded by pollution, is the Tier 2 game battlefield he prepared for the players.

Once the Pirate World players break through two Tier 1 World Fragment pollution zones, they will, like the ninja world, begin to receive the New World map.

According to the original plan,

the ninja world players should have already taken root in the Dark Arad Continent and explored deep into the polluted map.

When Fang Yi looked over, he discovered that the ninja world players were keeping each other in check, all afraid of the other side reaching Tier 2 first, resulting in a subtle state of balance.

They were all intentionally preventing players from hostile factions from breaking through to Tier 2,

and instead were crazily pouring resources into low-level players to increase the overall number of ninja world players.

"If this continues, the ninja world players will fall into a vicious cycle of internal friction."

Fang Yi was not in a hurry, however.

Don't look at how the ninja world players are fighting each other happily now; once the Pirate World players head to the New World, and different ideologies and civilizations collide, the ninjas will cast aside their hatred and grudges and unite.

Just like Madara Uchiha, who wants to destroy the world.

"I want to exchange for the Thin God Clan Bloodline first."

Imu's voice, after being transmitted through the robot, turned into a synthesized electronic mechanical sound.

Everyone's emotions were complex.

They did not expect that even the world ruler Imu would have to exchange for goods from the Game Merchant.

The Noble Legion breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially Outlook, who was leading the Goa Noble Group; his eyes flickered, and crazy thoughts kept bubbling up in his heart.

Back then, the posture of the World Nobles coming to the Goa Kingdom was still fresh in his memory.

Whether they were nobles or commoners, even the king had to humbly crawl and kowtow to welcome the descendants of the great Creator.

Now,

the absolutely powerful and invincible World Government had already had its fig leaf torn off by the Revolutionary Army and no longer possessed its former sacred aura; these Noble Legions were all restless.

"Damn it, even if the World Government has begun to decline, its foundation still cannot be underestimated."

The Revolutionary Army Leader's expression was ugly.

The Dragon Blood bloodline was similar in quality to the Thin God Clan Bloodline, and it had nearly exhausted the Revolutionary Army's liquid assets.

Yet Imu exchanged for it so nonchalantly; it was truly a grand gesture, making people feel wary.

Suddenly,

several Sea Kings abruptly rushed out of the sea, their massive bodies smashing toward the nearby Navy Warship.

"Big guy, how scary!"

A yellow beam of light hovered in the air, condensing into the appearance of Borsalino; he pursed his lips and looked at the Sea Kings rushing out of the sea with some surprise,

crossed his arms, and pinched his fingers into a frame-like posture.

Yasakani no Magatama!

Countless dazzling light bullets shot out, piercing through the bodies of the Sea Kings.

The Sea King, having raised its huge, hideous head, collapsed into the sea, the massive waves it splashed sending the Navy Warship rocking back and forth.

"Borsalino!"

"Iron Fist Garp and the poisonous Warden of the deep-sea prison—those two were already troublesome enough, and now even Kizaru has come to the East Blue..."

The Navy was unlucky enough to be attacked by a Sea King,

and the gloating Pirates still had smiles on their faces, but after seeing clearly who had arrived, they immediately began to tremble with fear.

Another Marine Admiral!

Could it be that Marine Headquarters intends to mobilize its entire force?

Who is next, Aokiji or Akainu?

Death Island will be sealed for five days,

and without the resurrection mechanism of the Samsara Game, which of these Pirate crews could escape an Admiral's capture?

On the other side,

Magellan, who had just rushed into the restroom due to unbearable diarrhea, heard the voice and turned his head to look at the Den Den Mushi on the wall,

"Although the ability of the Venom-Venom Fruit is very troublesome, I didn't go to the East Blue, did I?"

After a moment of hesitation, Magellan

cast his gaze upon Smoker, who was standing on the deck of the warship with short white hair, smoking a cigar.

His face instantly turned livid, and he stomped his feet, saying: "Stupid Pirates, you will regret this; I am the true Poison Man!"

Damn Smoker!

"Vice Admiral Tsuru."

"Kizaru."

Borsalino ended the battle cleanly and landed on the deck of Vice Admiral Tsuru's warship.

Vice Admiral Tsuru saw the panicked Pirate crews out of the corner of her eye and nodded with satisfaction;

the appearance of Admiral Kizaru

could effectively intimidate those foolish Pirates. After all, if Kizaru, who holds the title of the fastest, were willing, none of the Pirates present would be able to escape.

"The latest order from Fleet Admiral Sengoku: the Navy must absolutely not come into conflict with the game merchants."

Looking at Kizaru's slacker demeanor, Vice Admiral Tsuru's face was full of seriousness.

Her original order had been to test the strength of the game merchants, but in the current situation, there was no longer any need to carry out that order.

"At all costs, surpass all Pirates and the Revolutionary Army to seize the Pollution Source!"

This was the final order from Fleet Admiral Sengoku.

"Sounds like a hassle; they're all such terrifying guys..."

Kizaru scanned his surroundings,

his gaze landing on the Arlong Pirates and the Krieg Pirates, and he pouted: "They're all famous big-name Pirates of the East Blue!"

Vice Admiral Tsuru clutched her forehead and changed the subject: "According to your speed, you should have arrived in the East Blue at the same time as me; why are you so late?"

She was puzzled in her heart,

and Borsalino said with some lingering fear: "This game in the East Blue has attracted a group of very terrifying Pirates; I could only steer clear of those guys."

"Who are they?"

"The All-Stars of the Beasts Pirates, the Calamities."

"The Red Hair Pirates, the Whitebeard Pirates..."

Borsalino counted on his fingers, recalling the Pirate flags he had seen with quite a bit of mental effort.

"Red Hair and Whitebeard?"

Vice Admiral Tsuru's expression changed slightly as she asked: "Who from those two Pirate crews was it? Limejuice and Beikeman?... Phoenix Marco?"

She was naming the right-hand men of the two Four Emperors Pirate Crews,

especially Phoenix Marco, whose strength was already close to that of an Admiral, and who possessed extreme mobility and healing abilities, making him an incredibly troublesome opponent.

"None of them."

Kizaru shook his head.

Vice Admiral Tsuru felt a slight sense of relief;

if those Four Emperors' subordinates had come to the East Blue, the Navy would be unable to freely capture these Pirate players.

"It's the entire Red Hair Pirates and Whitebeard Pirates crews!"

Kizaru added.

(End of this chapter)