Chapter 305

Esdeath frowned slightly, a thoughtful look on her face, as if she had thought of something.

"That's right!"

"It's time!"

"The reason why they cannot be plucked is simply because the time has not yet come!"

Najenda did not beat around the bush.

She spoke directly and candidly, spilling everything she knew like beans from a bamboo tube:

"Since the Time Tower outside is a mirage projection of some special structure, then these Devil Fruits on the canopy are highly likely to be the same, similar existences!"

"However, compared to mere projections and illusions, they must contain some kind of reality within them."

"For example... summoning?"

"Your Highness, didn't you say that the characteristic of a Devil Fruit is that after a user dies, it will randomly reappear on a piece of fruit in the vicinity of the user's death, turning this ordinary fruit into a Devil Fruit, and as long as one eats this fruit, they can possess the same power..."

"The fruits are scattered everywhere. Is it possible that there exists something that can freely summon these reborn Devil Fruits? The reason they are still illusory now is that these fruits have already been used, or have been artificially hidden, occupied by someone, and so on..."

"This tree can only summon ownerless fruits, or perhaps it can summon any fruit that hasn't been eaten, but it requires time. Only fruits that have satisfied the accumulation of time will completely transform from virtual to real and appear on the canopy; otherwise, the others are just phantoms...?"

Just as Najenda's voice fell.

On the canopy.

The fruit that had originally been touched by Locke and burst like a soap bubble also reappeared on the branch after a flicker of light and shadow, though compared to before, its shape seemed much more solid.

After being pointed out by Najenda.

Locke suddenly discovered that the dense canopy, with its hundreds or thousands of Devil Fruits, appeared not to differ much on the surface, but in essence, there were obvious distinctions—the true and the false, the virtual and the real.

Some looked blurry, like dreamlike bubbles, with shapes that were not even clearly defined.

Others were crystal clear, no different from the Book-Book Fruit in his hand, as if they were only a step away from reality, with only a tiny bit of slight dissonance remaining; as long as that was erased, they could completely turn into reality. ===== CHAPTER 307 =====