Barky's eyelids quickly became heavy. His skin was like a piece of paper that had been soaked in water and dried under the sun. There were wrinkles all over his body. He instantly aged by dozens of years. A sense of weakness swept through his body, making it difficult for him to even breathe and speak. He could only feel that something was quickly flowing out of his body, sucked away by the tree branch that had pierced into his body.
Is it the devil fruit?
It's the devil fruit!
Whoosh!
The branch left his body, and Ya Erlin casually tossed Bucky, who was now only skin and bones, onto the ground. His gaze was fixed on the fruit on the branch, and he gently touched it with his finger. The plump and moist fruit exuded a cold and eerie aura, and a line of text appeared in Ya Erlin's consciousness.
"Split Fruit: Can split the body into pieces of different sizes. The number and volume of the split depends on the development of the fruit's ability. At the advanced stage, the body can be broken down into fingernail-sized fragments, and can even affect and interfere with the splitting of the objects it touches …"
Through the consciousness message transmitted by the broodmother, Yarlin knew that this was the result of the broodmother's limited cognition and analysis of the fruit extracted from Bucky. This was not all the information of the devil fruit, but it should be some of the exact information of the "split fruit."
After all, the broodmother had only handled two devil fruits. To get more accurate and complete information, she needed more materials to analyze and compare.
In addition, there was a very critical piece of information. "The devil fruit extracted by the broodmother has been separated from the original version. This separation is not the development of a new ability on the original version, but the broodmother forcibly injected a hidden fragment similar to a pheromone into the fruit during the fruit's condensation process. When the fruit is swallowed, the pheromone will be implanted along with it, hiding in a genetic sequence fragment in the body."
This pheromone had two main functions: First, it could monitor the physical condition of the ability user at all times, such as the way and extent of the devil fruit's development, the way the devil fruit operated in the body, and so on. This data information would be fed back to the broodmother through a wave band that could not be observed by the naked eye. Second, it was equivalent to burying a genetic bomb deep in the body. As long as Yarlin thought about it, it would be silently detonated.
Yarlin's five fingers slowly wrapped around the Devil Fruit as he licked his lips. "As long as I swallow it now, the ability of this fruit will belong to me!"
"Yes, eat it and you will obtain the ability of this fruit. However, I must remind you that these Devil Fruits have a strong repulsive property. With our current body structure and attributes, we can only accommodate one Devil Fruit at most …" The Broodmother's consciousness floated into Yarlin's mind. Yarlin thoughtfully stared at the Devil Fruit in his hand, a few black threads drilled out of his fingertips and gently trembled.
Strictly speaking, the ability of the Slippery Fruit was directly swallowed by the broodmother. He only indirectly obtained part of the ability. It could be understood as cheating to obtain the ability of a Devil Fruit. However, this method could not be replicated, so he could now swallow another Devil Fruit without causing any repulsion. However, any more than that would be dangerous.
Yarlin understood the meaning of the broodmother. In fact, for the split fruit, Yarlin felt that it had a certain amount of potential, but … it was far from his expectations. He sighed, wrapped his five fingers around the Devil Fruit, and twisted it. The fruit was pulled from the branch and fell steadily into his palm.
At the foot of the branch, Bucky, who was not breathing much, looked up at Yarlin with difficulty. His eyes were full of defeat, his lips were trembling, and his voice was hoarse and intermittent. "That, is mine …"
Yarlin lowered his head and looked at Bucky indifferently. He tossed the black Devil Fruit in his hand, then stepped over Bucky's body and walked out of the broodmother's nest.
Behind him, the withered sapling retracted back into the ground, but the originally shriveled Slippery Fruit seemed to have a little more flesh. The amount was so small that it was difficult to notice.
Bucky lowered his head in despair and collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud. Behind him, some tree roots slowly wrapped around him and dragged his body into the dark biochemical pool. In the silence, there was the sound of liquid dripping.
… … …
Frostmoon Village, One Heart Training Hall.
On the grass-matted field, there was a pile made of iron, stone, and wood. A group of men with murderous aura were holding iron swords in their hands and fiercely hacking at the pile. "Dang, dang, dang, dang." The striking sound was like the frequency of breathing.
Ka-Dang!
The iron stake that was full of slender white marks finally couldn't bear the burden anymore. The place where the blade collided first cracked, and then dense cracks spread out. In the teeth-numbing sound of friction, the blade continued to press down and split the entire iron stake into two. The blade finally nailed to the ground, and the two sections of the iron stake heavily smashed into the ground like a dismembered corpse.
His head was covered with dense beads of sweat. His naked upper body was full of iron-like muscles. Above his waist and abdomen were strong abdominal muscles. Fick gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands. There were thick calluses on his hands. He exhaled a long breath before standing up.
Outside, Koshiro looked at Fick silently. There was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes. When Fick got up and turned his head to look over, Koshiro said, "Fick, someone is here to pick you up!"
"Huh?" Fick wiped the sweat off his head and was slightly stunned. Then he stabbed the iron sword into the ground and followed Koshiro to the door.
A tall figure stood at the door. When Fick saw the person, a smile appeared on his unusually fierce face, and the scars on his face became more and more hideous.
"Well, you've become stronger and uglier!" Yarlin turned his head, and there was a faint smile on his face. His eyes swept over Fick's muscles, which were like forged steel. He smiled and said, "It seems that you're doing well here!"
"Hey, I'm now the best fighter in the entire dojo." Fick laughed, and then said to Yarlin in an unusually serious tone, "Yarlin, I should be able to help you now."
"I've always been sure that you can help me!" Yarlin grinned and showed his teeth. He looked at Koshiro and said, "Thank you very much for teaching my subordinates. This time I'm here to take some people away, and the rest will be taken away in half a year."
Koshiro nodded, and then turned and walked back into the dojo. Yarlin patted Fick, who was a little excited, and said, "Let's go!"
Behind Ya Erlin, Jia Gu led a group of Marines who had taken off their Taoist robes and put on their military uniforms. They walked out of the dojo and followed behind Ya Erlin. The group of people was like a sharp blade that had been polished and sharpened out of its sheath.
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