[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh":3,"chapter-one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-chapter-55":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","One Piece: Dungeon Shop. Scamming Garp, Reward: Eight-Tails Jinchuriki",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},950824,1244,"Chapter 55: Dragon Finally Appears","one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-chapter-55",55,"\u003Cp>Want to read ahead? Join my Patreon for only $7 to get early access to upcoming Chapters!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> > Patreon.com\u002FNegativeTranslations \u003C\u003C\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>----------------------------------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 55: Dragon Finally Appears\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake yawned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly sat up from his lounge chair, stretched, and his bones let out a satisfying series of pop-pop sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hoo...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These kids... they really don’t give you a moment’s peace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked up toward Goa Kingdom’s High Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even from this distance, the oppressive atmosphere was palpable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent of kerosene, faint but present, drifted on the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with it, the despair and anger of countless people from the lowest rungs of society, simmering to a boiling point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, then again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A playful smile touched Blake’s lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they were peaceful, it’d be boring.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly looked up, his gaze locking precisely on a streak of color in the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cyan stream of light tore through the ink-black night, rushing toward the port with no turning back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was incredibly fast, carrying a desperate resolve to break free from all worldly shackles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk. That kid. He really just charged in, head-first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake propped his chin on his hand, observing with great interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew, of course, who that stream of light was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sabo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy who was supposed to be blasted into the sea by a Celestial Dragon’s cannon during this fire, to be picked up by a certain man, and to lose his memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The script... is completely messed up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake muttered to himself, the amusement in his eyes deepening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could clearly feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since he had granted the power of wind to Sabo, the threads of \"fate\" surrounding the boy had become blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-clear, heavy path of destiny leading to the Chief of Staff of the Revolutionary Army was now fractured with countless diverging cracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, this little guy was using the wings he himself had provided to fly head-on into the first, and most critical, turning point of that destiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How interesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake settled comfortably back into his lounge chair and closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t need to use his eyes to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since clearing the \"Song of Wind and Poem of the Dragon\" dungeon and obtaining the \"Authority of the Wind God,\" the world’s \"wind\" had become his eyes and ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind... was whispering to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He \"heard\" it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace’s and Luffy’s flames, one large, one small, but both equally scorching, had already stormed into the Outlook mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No doubt their \"family business\" there would be handled in a spectacular fashion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could also \"hear\" it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout the Gray Terminal, the countless currents of terror, anger, and despair were converging into a hurricane, suppressed to its limit, just about to explode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the most interesting part...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s consciousness followed that cyan stream of light, all the way to the waters near Goa Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He \"saw\" an incredibly luxurious, massive ship. Its bow was carved with the Celestial Dragon symbol, the \"Hoof of the Soaring Dragon.\" It was slowly approaching the port.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake could even \"hear\" some fat-headed fool on the ship complaining in his stupid, arrogant voice about how filthy the East Blue’s air was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s attention wasn’t on the Celestial Dragon at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His senses passed over the massive ship, reaching further, into the deeper darkness of the night sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There... was a third wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was different from the oppression and despair of Goa Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also different from Sabo’s burning desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wind... was deep, cold, and frighteningly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t roar, and it didn’t whimper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a breath from the abyss: heavy, steady, and carrying a will that could freeze all things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, a genuine look of surprise lifted Blake’s brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body, lazing in the chair, sat up slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He \"saw\" a ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About twenty nautical miles from the Celestial Dragon’s massive vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ship, jet-black, flying no flag, with an ancient and menacing design. It cut through the waves like a ghost, silent, but racing toward the same destination: the port of Goa Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the Celestial Dragon’s stupidly luxurious ship, this black ship was plain, even simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the cold, murderous aura it emitted was a thousand times stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if it weren’t sailing on the sea, but traversing the River Styx.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And on the bow of that ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man stood quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a dark green, hooded cloak. The sea wind whipped it about, revealing a well-tailored black suit underneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s figure was not burly, but it was as immovable as a mountain. His mere presence made the air over the sea feel heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t wearing his hood. A well-defined, naturally imposing face was exposed to the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most striking feature... was the diamond-shaped, dark-red, mysterious tattoo on his left cheek. It was like an ancient totem, adding a strange, solemn majesty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was also locked on the distant coastline of Goa Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no emotion in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No pity, no anger. Only a bottomless, frozen darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the look of a man who saw the entire world as his enemy, and who had taken the mission of subverting it upon himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The revolutionary, Dragon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The World Government’s Most-Wanted Criminal!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Known as the \"World’s Worst Criminal\"!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ghost ship of the Revolutionary Army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The salty sea wind whipped at everyone’s clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A transvestite, with a disproportionately large head, exaggerated purple eyeshadow and lipstick, and a giant afro, sashayed over to Dragon’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked his wrist, put a finger to his lips, and made his signature \"M-hm!\" sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dragon-boy~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Up ahead... that’s your homeland, ya-know! Hiii-haa!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Revolutionary Army commander, \"King of Okama,\" Emporio Ivankov, broke the silence on deck with his unique, androgynous voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon didn’t turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shockingly sharp gaze remained fixed, piercing the deep night, locked on that familiar, yet alien, coastline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goa Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"most beautiful\" country in the East Blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the place he was born... and had resolutely fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Correct.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon’s lips barely moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two words were forced from deep in his throat. They were low, hoarse, and impossibly heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ivankov’s giant head leaned in. He batted his exaggerated false eyelashes, following Dragon’s line of sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Unbelievable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A Celestial Dragon is coming to visit, so they’re going to burn an entire trash heap for a ’grand cleaning’. Only those hypocritical nobles could pull something like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was filled with undisguised contempt and disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re ten thousand times worse than the criminals in Impel Down! Hiii-haa!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... is the ’truth’ of this world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon finally spoke. His tone held no anger, no pity, only a cold statement of fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Under the rule of the World Government, in the shadow of the Celestial Dragons, this ’truth’ plays out every day, every second, in some corner of the world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And that’s why we fight, isn’t it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ivankov dropped his flamboyant attitude. He looked at Dragon’s profile. That resolute face was like carved stone in the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To completely... overturn... this rotten, twisted, inhuman world!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon did not respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that silence... was the most resolute answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had come to the East Blue, to the Goa Kingdom, precisely because they had received intelligence that a Celestial Dragon was visiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon wanted to see it with his own eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To see how this homeland he had forsaken... would show its ugliest, most depraved side... just to please that trash that called themselves \"gods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would record this sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then... use it as more fuel... to ignite the fires of rebellion across the world.\u003C\u002Fp>",1279,"2026-06-03T07:19:42.259Z","2026-06-03T07:19:48.351Z",1,"novelbin.me","f4dace285a662be2c912b2e972cfc734bc53c4c667f8f4d762a5ce6bbcc2ebe9","one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-chapter-262","one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-chapter-54",486,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fone-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-cover.jpg"]