Garp marveled inwardly.
Navy Headquarters' Akainu and Kizaru, as well as Kuzan and himself, including the pirate Whitebeard and the Adventurer Shanks,
Their strength had long surpassed their former selves countless times.
However, under the rules of the Reincarnation Game, they were still as powerless to resist as novice pirates.
Arad was not lacking in terrifying monsters.
Even Orochimaru, the strongest Tier 2 player, was instantly obliterated by the city lord Segheart's laser cannon during a live broadcast, completely defenseless, when he forcefully entered the City Lord's Palace.
However, players did not fear these monsters.
Only because they could see the limits of these monsters,
But they had never had a concept of the Game Merchant's limits; a mere move from him had already made them feel unknown fear.
The gap was too wide.
Even the most insidious and evil, opportunistic ambitious individuals found it difficult to entertain thoughts of fighting or resisting the Game Merchant.
"Garp, you seem unconvinced. How about a wager?"
Whitebeard stood on his family's city wall,
Gazing into the distance, Doomsday Valley appeared through the dense fog, and the roars of biochemical ghosts constantly echoed, particularly chilling.
Garp frowned and asked, "A wager?"
He suspected the other party was playing a trick.
Whitebeard, who appeared to have thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a hearty smile,
Perhaps due to the interference of the Scarlet Troll Bloodline, since becoming a Game Player, he had committed many sordid acts that disgraced the reputation of a Pirate Emperor.
Just like those ninjas next door who were skilled at schemes and tricks.
Only he himself still maintained his original intention.
Whitebeard, gripping Cong Yun Cut, looked at Garp's wary gaze and, at the opportune moment, revealed a faint hint of mockery, saying, "Don't worry, it's just a simple points match. After the defense battle ends, whoever hunts more Pollution Monsters, the loser gives all their hunting rewards to the winner. How about it?"
Indeed, as Garp said,
The previous skirmish between the Whitebeard Pirates and Imu resulted in heavy losses for the Whitebeard Pirates; even their only revival coin was used to revive the fallen Marco.
In the peripheral territory unprotected by family walls, all sorts of buildings were destroyed.
The Whitebeard Pirates had finally obtained magic plant seeds in the task world with a magical medieval background,
Which allowed them to mass-produce Low-Level Witchcraft Potions, a secret medicine for restoring energy.
As a result, all the magic plants in the fields were burned to death; not a single one remained.
"Deep hatred must be repaid!"
Whitebeard thought to himself,
Although Imu was powerful, could she always be stationed in the Celestial Dragons' family territory?
As long as an opportunity arose, the Whitebeard Pirates would launch an all-out attack, dealing a heavy blow to the Celestial Dragons; this was the spirit of contract etched into the pirates' bones.
However,
The most important thing now was to recover their strength. The Whitebeard Pirates had lost a large number of reward points, and they had to find a way to earn them back.
He hadn't expected to encounter the honest Garp; this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity couldn't be missed.
"Vice Admiral Garp, don't agree to the pirate!"
The Navy Colonel standing behind Garp waved his hands repeatedly at him.
Although he was unwilling to admit it, the damned pirate Whitebeard was slightly stronger, and if Vice Admiral Garp agreed, the probability of failure would be higher.
The main force for this hunt was Vice Admiral Garp.
If he lost to Whitebeard, the Navy's trip would be in vain, gaining no benefits at all.
"Oh well, I suppose you wouldn't dare agree…"
Whitebeard shook his head in disappointment, making to leave.
Garp, who had been listening to the advice, was provoked by him and immediately said, "Alright, I agree! This old man will definitely win! The Navy, symbolizing justice, cannot lose to pirates!"
He really was honest!
Whitebeard, turning around, curled his lips, chuckling incessantly.
Then, gripping Cong Yun Cut, he leaped high like a cannonball, plummeting down the family wall and rushing towards Doomsday Valley.
"Vice Admiral Garp…"
The Navy Colonel's face was full of helplessness.
"Don't worry, the tea trees at Navy Headquarters are blooming. Once this old man defeats Whitebeard, I'll take the double reward points to Sengoku!"
Garp laughed heartily,
And likewise, like a falling meteor, he plunged down the city wall.
Swarms of biochemical ghosts, dense like a red tide, surged out from within Doomsday Valley, accompanied by their frantic howls.
"Dance of the Dragonfly: Compound Eye Hexagon!"
A clear shout echoed in an abandoned research institute on the east side of Doomsday Valley.
It was Butterfly Shinobu, the Insect Pillar, a member who had been drawn into the Demon Slayer Corps family.
Her combat skills were extremely proficient, and her movements were beautiful.
Every move and stance, just like her name, was like a beautiful, fluttering butterfly.
But they carried a deadly venom.
Thump.
The heads of two technologically modified flesh-mutated monsters were pierced, hanging askew on their backs.
Their skin was festering all over, revealing scarlet muscles, and two rubber tubes that delivered virus solution throughout their bodies pierced their collarbones; in their chests was an energy core emitting a faint blue light.
Before Butterfly Shinobu could relax her guard,
The two Red Spectres climbed back up, their heads rapidly recovering.
[Red Spectre Lv.9]: 320 / 600 HP
"Severing the head only causes a fatal injury, but doesn't kill them?"
Butterfly Shinobu didn't hesitate.
Her sword art, like a butterfly dance, released even more concentrated poison into the Pollution Monster's body.
Until its HP bottomed out,
The energy core in the Red Spectre's chest extinguished like a light bulb losing power.
[Killed Red Spectre, EXP +3, reward points +3]
Butterfly Shinobu stood in place,
Looking at the black text that appeared before her eyes with surprise.
Up until now,
Among the entire Demon Slayer Corps, besides the Master, only Stone Pillar and Tanjiro were players of the Reincarnation Game.
It was like hope bestowed by a deity,
Completely beyond control; no matter how much one yearned to become a player, one could only silently await the favor of the gods.
Even a Pillar-level swordsman found it incredibly difficult to kill an Upper Rank Demon Moon.
Let alone Muzan Kibutsuji.
To end the thousand-year feud between the Demon Slayer Corps and demons, one had to become a player.
But no matter what Butterfly Shinobu did, she never received an invitation from the Reincarnation Game like Stone Pillar.
It wasn't until the Demon Slayer Corps founded its family that
She vaguely touched upon the power of the Reincarnation Game; although she still couldn't enter the game, she saw the possibility of becoming stronger.
Family members,
Although not players, once invited into the family, they could become stronger through the family system.
They were merely considered unofficial players, unable to log into the game, but their player panel could be activated.
All the reward points and experience gained from these hunts would be accumulated.
The invitation letters produced monthly by a Level 1 family could be used to invite family members to become players.
Butterfly Shinobu took a deep breath,
Activating her Breathing Techniques to the extreme, her lungs expanded, and her figure rapidly moved through the various buildings in Doomsday Valley.
Constantly hunting, one Red Spectre after another fell before her.
Suddenly,
Butterfly Shinobu felt a weight on her shoulder and looked up,
Only to see a seductive female nurse-dressed ghost suddenly appear behind her, its sharp, slender nails already piercing her collarbone.
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