One Piece: Starting with the Immortal Rocks Pirates

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"Next time definitely!"

After leaving the research institute, Dimon did not rush back to Flower City. Instead, he activated a magic circle and teleported directly to Beehive Island.

The basement where demons were once summoned.

The basement, untouched for years, had accumulated a thick layer of dust.

A black light flashed at the center of the pentagram magic circle, and Dimon emerged from the thick black mist.

"How does Wang Zhi, this old apple, taste?"

Dimon walked step by step out of the basement, transforming into a centenarian as he went.

The ten-year-old Dior has already been exposed; he's just changed his disguise.

"Yes, I am now... Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni!"

Chapter 96 One hundred years old, the perfect age to strive!

I haven't set foot on Beehive Island for several years, and everything here remains unchanged.

The Hive remains bustling at night, with casinos, red-light districts, and bars, all filled with pirates indulging in revelry.

Nobody paid any attention to the old man.

As he passed by the tavern that Shaki once ran, Dimon paused briefly.

Memories flooded my mind; the main members of the Rocks Pirates would occasionally gather here.

"Ah...time flies."

Dimon chuckled softly, turning his gaze away from the tavern.

The tavern is now occupied by others, but business is still booming; you can hear people talking inside even if you stand outside.

Dimon did nothing and left silently.

The Skull Hotel, the room to the left of the right eye.

Wang Zhi leaned back against the soft armchair, holding an oak wine glass in one hand and a strawberry cookie in the other, taking a sip of wine and a bite of cookie.

"Kaido is growing faster than ever. I can't even beat him anymore. He's a muscle-bound madman."

He was doing fine on Beehive Island yesterday when he suddenly came looking for a fight. But once they started fighting, he realized that he was no match for that intern from back then.

"Your Holiness, an old man has come looking for you."

Suddenly, a pirate rushed in to report.

Wang Zhi was taken aback. "Old man? Who is that?"

"I don't know..."

Before the younger brother could finish speaking, with a loud bang, the door was violently flung open, shattering into pieces of wood scattered all over the floor.

Wang Zhi squinted and looked towards the doorway.

The old man who came in had a weathered face, but his eyes were deep and reserved. He was leaning on a cane and had a long beard.

A person I've never met before.

Wang Zhi spoke casually:

"Although I don't know who you are, I'm sorry, old man, this cult leader doesn't accept people like you. At your age, you should be at home waiting to die, instead of running around causing trouble on my turf."

"What are you saying? I'm only 100 years old, the prime of my life!"

Dimon grinned, "Roger started the Great Pirate Era, and I, an old man, also want to join in the fun."

Wang Zhi was dumbfounded.

What is that old man saying?

"You also dream of the One Piece and the Elixir of Immortality?" Wang Zhi couldn't help but burst into laughter. "The Elixir of Immortality only makes people immortal, not young again, hahaha. Interesting, you're quite something!"

As an immortal, Wang Zhi remained unchanged, just as he was remembered.

She was wearing floral trousers, and her long hair looked like it hadn't been washed in months, casually draped behind her head.

Dimon's smile faded, and he said calmly:

"You've misunderstood. I'm not here to pledge allegiance to you, but to use your head to make a name for myself!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhi's henchmen around him were all stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Wang Zhi's expression turned cold. He had just been provoked by Kaido, and now this strange old man had appeared tonight.

"Using me to climb to the top? That's an interesting joke."

Wang Zhi sneered, took a swig of wine, and spat it out:

"Die, you drunkard, Furnace Fire!"

The beverage dispenser was immediately ignited, and a raging fireball shot towards Dimon.

Seeing that the other party had taken the initiative, Dimon tapped the floor lightly with his cane, his expression calm.

A terrifying burst of Armament Haki erupted, forming an invisible shield in front of him.

The fire struck the imposing shield, which was severed in mid-air and instantly spread to both sides, filling the entire room with intense heat.

"It's so hot!! Ahhh!"

"Water! Where is the water?!"

Wang Zhi's henchmen were engulfed in flames, letting out shrill screams.

Once the flames touched the skin, they couldn't be extinguished quickly, and soon there were several people on fire in the room.

"what?!"

Wang Zhi's expression changed, and he had no time to care about his underlings. He stared at Dimon with suspicion and uncertainty.

Armament Haki can block flames from a distance?

"who are you?"

"Yamamoto Genryusai."

Dimon's lips curled into a slight smile as he revealed his identity, "I know your ability: Paramecia-type Devil Fruit, Sake-Sake Fruit."

In the original storyline, this guy was later defeated by Blackbeard, and his Devil Fruit power was stolen and given to another great pirate.

Dumon was fully aware of his former "comrades'" abilities.

As soon as he finished speaking, he crushed his cane, revealing Yama beneath it.

In a flash, he closed in on Wang Zhi, unsheathing his sword Enma, which was wreathed in Conqueror's Haki, and slashed mercilessly at Wang Zhi's head.

"A flash in Peach Garden".

Wang Zhi's pupils contracted sharply; his highly focused mind allowed him to clearly see the trajectory of the slash.

At the crucial moment, he leaned back and embedded his head into the soft sofa.

The next second, a flash of light appeared.

The invisible sword energy instantly tore through the wall behind it, causing the entire Skull Hotel to tremble.

"A swordsman! No... a great swordsman!"

Wang Zhi cursed inwardly. This old man seemed a bit formidable. Who had he offended recently?

However, he was not flustered at all. As an immortal, he could not die even if he wanted to!

"The wall is murky with wine!"

Wang Zhi's cheeks bulged out, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of murky liquid.

The liquid emitted a strong, foul odor, and Dimon instinctively flinched backward. Even a hundred showers wouldn't be enough to wash it off once it got on you.

This move is disgusting; it's not very lethal, but it's incredibly insulting...

A hint of disdain flashed in Dimon's eyes. He raised his hand and brought down his blade, unleashing a dark, crescent-shaped sword aura that swept across the area.

Wang Zhi leaped out of the window, dodging the attack.

He blew a bubble of alcohol from his mouth, which floated in the air and caught him steadily.

"Don't get carried away, old man!" Wang Zhi cursed angrily.

Before he could say another word, Dimon rushed out of the Skull Hotel, wielding the Yama sword and slashing down.

Seeing this, Wang Zhi wrapped his right hand in Armament Haki and blocked the sword strike.

Black and red lightning erupted, and the huge commotion instantly attracted the attention of countless pirates on the island.

"I am the founder of the Pirate Cult. If you want to make a name for yourself by stepping on me, you're a hundred years too early!"

"Is that so? The ramblings of a dead man."

While using Enma to suppress his opponent, Dimon extended his left index finger and pointed it at Wang Zhi's forehead from a distance.

"The frog at the bottom of the well."

Black lightning crackled around his fingertips, then suddenly shot out as a beam of electricity.

Wang Zhi's Observation Haki allows him to foresee the future, but this attack was too fast, and he could only barely dodge it from the forehead.

Suddenly, a black light pierced Wang Zhi's ear, and blood gushed out instantly.

Wang Zhi gasped. This old man could use Armament Haki like that?

"Ouch, my ear...!"

Dimon didn't give him time to scream before slashing down again.

With a flash of light, Wang Zhi's left arm was severed, and blood splattered instantly.

"Damn it! What a powerful old man! I'm no match for him!"

Wang Zhi was shocked. Ignoring the pain from his severed arm, he immediately spewed out a mouthful of flames to engulf Dimon, who was standing right next to him.

He didn't even have time to check if his move was effective; the moment he completed the attack, a strong sense of danger made him turn and run.

He was carried away by the alcohol bubbles and quickly fled into the night.

"You bastard, remember this!"

A harsh remark was delivered.

Dimon cleaved through the flames with a single sword stroke, then clicked his tongue as he watched Wang Zhi flee in disarray.

Foresight is troublesome. It's a pity he doesn't know the "Seeing and Hearing Kill" skill, otherwise he would have killed him with one strike. However, he dodged the vital point and only severed one of his arms.

"Domain... Deploy!"

In an instant, the dark shadow, like the gaping maw of a demon, lunged at Wang Zhi's back.

There are too many pirates on the island, and in order to avoid attracting too much attention, he needs to deal with Wang Zhi as soon as possible.

(The picture shows Wang Zhi, the founder of the One Piece sect)

Chapter 97 Devouring the Old Era - Wang Zhi

Wang Zhi was dealt with in five seconds!

The unfolding demonic domain, like a pitch-black curtain, caught up with Wang Zhi in the blink of an eye and sealed him inside.

It was nighttime, and a black moon was born under the cover of darkness. If one did not observe carefully, no one would notice it for a short time.

"What's it this time?"

Wang Zhi rode on an alcohol bubble and crashed headfirst into the barrier of the domain.

Without time to think, he quickly turned around and used his other, still intact arm to punch the slash coming from behind.

The clash of Armament Haki resulted in a draw.

No, he gained the upper hand.

"Wait! This isn't that old man...!?"

In the darkness, Wang Zhi couldn't see the swordsman who attacked him, but he immediately understood once they exchanged blows.