What Kind of King Do You Want to Be? (Extra chapter 4 for alliance leader Zangjing Laozu
Beneath the dark clouds, amidst the wind and rain.
Suddenly, a terrifying, semi-transparent aura erupted from Vidal's body, accompanied by dark green Inazuma that crackled and enveloped the two of them before spreading further into the distance. For a moment, the entire world seemed to freeze.
Am I going to die here?
Has my ambition come to an end?
What will happen to my family, Dad! Mom! Enel, Bullet, Rosinante!
What?! This guy wants to search my memories? No way! Absolutely not!
If he finds out what I'm planning to do, won't they have to live under this bastard's threats for the rest of their lives?
Vidal knew that Redfield probably wouldn't do that, or even have any contact with Cornell and the others, but he couldn't possibly trust a guy who had no scruples!
As for letting Redfield know where his soul came from, he didn't care anymore. If he wanted to know, he could go find out!
I still want to go!
"I command you, let go!!"
Vidal knew that Redfield could hear his thoughts, and his emotions intensified with each rapid heartbeat, as if he were being consumed by boundless rage.
He suddenly unleashed an even more powerful aura, causing the clothes on both of them to flutter loudly, and the dark green Inazuma in the air to flicker incessantly. This powerful force actually pushed the man in front of him back a few steps, and at the same time, it woke Redfield up.
"This... this is the domineering Haki of Conqueror's Haki!"
"This little brat, a frog in a well, has the potential to be a king?"
He wasn't shocked by Conqueror's Haki itself, but by the fact that Vidal possessed Conqueror's Haki. How come he hadn't noticed that someone who only thought about running away had such potential?
"Little fellow, tell me, what kind of king do you want to be?" Red Count became interested in Vidal, who was kneeling on the ground.
"Then listen to me!" Vidal, braving the heavy wind and rain, swayed as he stood up, stepping through the blood-soaked ground, and sneered, "The man before you with such stunning good looks is the future Fleet Admiral will rule the Four Blues!"
"Oh--" Redfield nodded knowingly, "I see. As expected of a disciple of the Sengoku the Buddha, but his strength doesn't match his ambition; he's just arrogant!"
The Red Count's eyes suddenly sharpened, and an even more powerful aura erupted from his body. The crimson Inazuma forcefully suppressed Vidal's Conqueror's Haki, and the surrounding space became a world dominated by crimson Inazuma.
Kneel down!
Vidal's consciousness was instantly assaulted by Conqueror's Haki, his pupils dilated, the veins on his neck stood out, and his body was pressed down and bent little by little.
"This guy also has Conqueror's Haki!"
He struggled on, finally stopping in an extremely stiff position. This was the last bit of stubbornness and resistance he showed in his strong will, which greatly displeased Redfield.
What he wanted to see was this brat who dreamed of becoming Fleet Admiral kneeling before him, and then letting him cover his head and have everything 'seen'!
"Not kneeling?"
Redfield immediately withdrew his Conqueror's Haki, and taking advantage of Vidal's sudden relaxation, he turned the purple umbrella in his hand into a purple-red afterimage and cruelly swung it towards the latter's two calves.
I'll cut off your legs, then see if you'll kneel!
Let's see how you run now!
"It's over." Vidal instinctively closed his eyes, but just as his eyelids were about to close completely, a faint golden light seemed to flash by. But by then, his eyes were already closed, and the world was pitch black as he waited for the excruciating pain in his legs to return.
[Dang----]
Just then, a sharp metallic clang rang out in front of him. Perhaps because it was too close, the sound was very loud, and his ears stung. This made Vidal immediately open his eyes, and he immediately saw a pure white expanse and two thick black characters for "Justice" in his eyelids.
"Yo~ Vidal."
"You look so disheveled! You absolutely have to let me take a picture of you later to remember this!"
This familiar teasing gave Vidal a sense of relief, as if he had survived a disaster, and his mind relaxed completely.
"You've finally arrived, Borsalino!"
"Oh yeah, it seems like if we were a second later, you would have become disabled. You'd better thank me properly later."
Borsalino held a long lightsaber in both hands, desperately blocking the purple umbrella. Although the power emanating from the sword made him feel somewhat heavy-hearted, he appeared completely indifferent on the surface.
The guy looked at Redfield in front of him, pouted, and said, "But why do you always provoke these scary-looking monsters?"
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and shine, let me absorb some!" Vidal urged helplessly, "Can't you see he's almost bled to death?"
"I don't really want to do that," Borsalino refused outright, pursing his lips. "I don't like that feeling!"
But their nonchalant attitude made Redfield feel ignored, which made him increase the force of his hand, using only his own strength to deflect the lightsaber, while the purple umbrella wrapped in a layer of red light stabbed towards Borsalino's throat.
For some reason, he found this suddenly appearing navy kid's face and the small round sunglasses on it very unpleasant.
At least Vidal's face was pleasing to the eye; he was a handsome man like himself, although their styles of handsomeness were different, but this guy was a bit annoying!
Wow, that's fast!
Faced with the sudden attack of the purple umbrella, Borsalino cried out in terror, then quickly transformed into a flash of light and disappeared from the spot. The brightness of the flash made Redfield subconsciously close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found that he had disappeared along with Vidal!
The next second, Observation Haki. He immediately turned around and looked at the edge of the Tree World on the other side, where a trench he had cut open separated the two sides.
"This kid's speed..." Redfield frowned, "He seems to be even faster than me. What kind of Devil Fruit ability is that?"
He was somewhat surprised that the navy, which he didn't pay much attention to, had produced so many outstanding newcomers.
"Quick!"
Vidal grabbed Kizaru's arm and shouted urgently, "Give me the light while we have the chance!"
"Ugh," Borsalino said reluctantly, but his body obeyed perfectly, instantly transforming into a dazzling element of light, allowing Vidal to activate his Photosynthesis ability.
"Ugh--"
The sensation, like a thick, long tube continuously pouring light energy into his body, was so comfortable that Vidal couldn't help but murmur softly.
His body was also emitting a faint green light at the same time, which was a sign that his Photosynthetic Energy was being rapidly replenished. Then, his numerous wounds, depleted strength, and tattered armor were all rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his complexion gradually became rosy.
It must be said that Borsalino's energy-charging efficiency is far more efficient than that of sunlight, probably because sunlight is too diffuse.
"Enough!"
Borsalino stopped glowing, feeling wronged. He had rushed here at full speed all day to save him, only to be sucked dry by Borsalino.
Vidal didn't mind; in those short ten seconds, he had already absorbed a third of the energy, including the cost of healing himself and restoring his armor. After all, a powerful enemy was still in front of him, and Borsalino would definitely be in a tough fight soon.
Besides, if it's not enough, you can find another opportunity to absorb more. As for the other person's stamina, you can heal them yourself!