One Piece: Reborn and Skypiean

173

Chapter 174

Title: New Sword (1)

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Fire gushed out from Wyper's body and devoured Yonji and Niji, burning them to a terrifying degree! Their Suit Raid had melted under the overwhelming heat as they lost consciousness after suffering a tier 3 burn.

Meanwhile, Wyper staggered to his feet, but could still stand. However, before anything further could happen, the frozen ocean beneath him cracked as the platform became smashed to pieces!

Soon the water surged out of the sea!

It seemed that the fire had melted all the ice under Wyper's footing, thus making its surface crack into hundreds of pieces.

Wyper stared at the tears with dizzy eyes, as he lost consciousness. His unconscious body slipped on his feet and nearly fell into the sea, but two huge hands appeared out of nowhere, from behind him and grabbed him. The owner of the hand then kicked the piece of ice and appeared in a corner of the German-Artificial Land.

"Commander, are you okay?" The big man asked as he shook Wyper's unconscious body.

It was Urouge. A few minutes ago, a few hundred meters from the Wyper battlefield, Urouge managed to break the ice and jump not long after Tsumi froze the sea. He wanted to interfere in Wyper's fight, but seeing him fighting so hard, he decided not to. He assumed it was time for him to awaken his power, and he was right.

Urouge touched Wyper's forehead, it was so hot. "Fever...?" to further prove his assumptions, Wyper gasped.

Thats odd. Wyper had never had a fever before as long as Urouge could remember. "Maybe it was a reaction from poison...?"

That looks like a possibility. Wyper did announce that his fire had burned the poison, but who knew if it was just a bluff or not?

Urouge then tries to sense Tsumi on the battlefield, he looks after himself quite well.

Urouge, with a nervous grin on his face, muttered softly, "Tsumi will take care of the battlefield, I better contact Kami-sama first."

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Meanwhile, Amon is on Skypiea inside the "New Thriller Bark".

Amon was in a large room with a large bed in the corner, Yona was sitting on the edge of the bed. In front of the bed, there was a bench with a small round table between them, Amon was sitting on that bench.

"We, have you got what you want in the blue sea?" Yona asked in a humble tone, not daring to sound impolite.

Amon suddenly appears in the room, keeping him awake while he sleeps in his bed because he has nothing to do (all the work is done by his clone).

to day. Yona has been training Haki with Brook all day and when she is tired, she sleeps. That was his routine lately, he became lazy.

"I've got what I want." Between answering. Kureha agrees to move to Skypiea with Chopper. "Now I'm here to get help from you."

Yona made a delighted expression as she was instantly overwhelmed with excitement. "Message me, and I'll do it soon!"

Amon nodded and took out his sword from his waist and placed it on a small table in front of them after finishing it. He said, "Can you feel something from this sword with your spell?"

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Hearing him, Yona stared at the sword with her Observation Haki as she nodded. "Not today, I've felt the energy from this sword ever since you brought it. I just didn't mention it because you seem to already know this."

"This sword has its own life force. No, 'life' is too heavy a word for his current condition. It is more correct to say that this sword has feelings." Yona finished talking while raising her head.

Indeed indeed. The sword has feelings. As Amon had said at the time of fighting with the Liger and Crocodile, he had to inject the Conqueror Haki into the sword for 300 consecutive hours. It was only then that he was finally able to tame the sword. Kitetsu 1 is a High-class Sword, more stubborn than his grandson, Kitetsu III whom Zoro possesses.

Raki currently uses Kitetsu III and Kitetsu II. His other sword was given to Tsumi. Amon plans to obtain Enma and Ame-no-Habakiri, Oden's twin swords and give them to Raki. His subordinates deserve the best.

After that, he had a plan to do something interesting with his wings and the other two Kitetsu blades.

'Anyway,' Amon shook his head and canceled this thought and looked at Yona again.

"What do you think, if I give this sword a bit of my shadow, will its 'life' become stronger?" Amon asked Yona while making a thinking pose.

"should have. Shadows are part of a person's soul, so if you cast a shadow on a creature with a lower life, he should get a decent 'life." He commented. "But I don't think you can use part of your own shadow to do this. I can't separate the shadows of others, if I do, the part I removed will also be removed from its original body."

Amon chuckled at her and ruffled her hair. "No problem. I plan to cut my finger, it should give enough shadow. That should be fine, right-"

"No!" Reply Yona immiditaley. "A holy being like yourself shouldn't have ripped off his own blood! Why not use my shadow, it won't hurt me either?" he quickly suggested to make her change her mind.

Amon looked at him amusedly before laughing softly. "I'm kidding, you know. Just wanted to see how you reacted. It's not every day that I see expressions of extreme emotion from you."

After a brief silence, Yona's terrified expression disappeared hearing him, but her face immediately turned red. "We're the same. You're flirting!"

She smiled sweetly then let out a fake cough to make Yona calm down again.

"Ahem – toh. I don't want to use your shadow because it may not accept you. Because you know, this sword is very stubborn." It's nonsense. He only felt safer with his own 'ji' inside his sword.

Yona nodded as she also coughed and removed her hand from her face. "Un. But how do you plan to separate your shadow from your body without hurting yourself?"

Amon raised his palm to his head and touched his shoulder-length hair. "You know, my hair still forms shadows. I can use my hair to get her shadow, it should work, right?"

Yona's eyes flickered with light. "That's brilliant! It'll work!"

Amon smiled at him and pulled out the scissors from his pocket.

Yona looked at him strangely for a moment. "I see another divine sight, our pockets have everything in them!"

Amon just chuckled and handed the scissors to her.

He then walked up to her and sat down beside her. Yona was shorter than him, so he then lowered his head as he asked her to come forward.

But Yona seemed doubtful. "B-but, you bow your head before me.." he looked.

"Just do it quickly so I don't have to put myself down for too long."

"Y-yeah!"

Yona gently grabbed her hair and then began to cut a very small part of it.

"Cut the bigger part, don't be afraid."

"Y-yeah..."

He gulped and touched Ammon's hair with trembling hands. He then slowly began to cut off most of the palm-sized hair.

Kacha !

His hair fell on his hands as he sighed.

"I'm done..."

Amon then raised his head and looked at his hands. A nervous smile appeared on his face. 'He cut so much of my precious hair.'

He just sighed and sat up straight. He then ordered, "Then remove the shadow of his hair. It should work."

Yona nodded and looked at her thigh where the shadow of her hair fell. He then lowered his hand and let out that shadow as if it was gum stuck to the floor.

Falling !

He then saw a shadow of square-sized hair swaying around with glittering eyes. "That's a blanket..."

Amon's eyes twitched after hearing that. 'Imut...? The shit is creepy.'

He just sighed and let it go. He then ordered it, "Well, what are you waiting for. Put the shadow in the sword."

Yona nodded and then pulled her hand closer to the sword while grabbing a shadow like a swaying can.

He slowly directed the shadows towards the sword shadows and as they approached, the sword shadow sucked the hair shadow closer to itself as it disappeared within the shadows while the sword started to tremble violently.

Seeing that wobble, Yona cheered. "Oh, oh! Something is happening!"

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- Amon Pov -

After the wobble ended, I had not expected my sword to be like this.

It was still slippery and had beautiful white slats before, but the problem was the hilt. There.hair grows from the ends. To be honest, it was like a tail and looked cool.

I took the sword, grabbed the hilt with a small grin on my face.

That first

"' Boy put me down! '"

The sword trembled and spoke of human speech.

'So I can talk. This means the experiment was a success, it really got a life. But about this talking..a bit cool.but let's see if I can keep him quiet.'