Temple, Rumble-Rumble Fruit!

The fist-sized fruit, marked with spiral thunder patterns that gave a tingling electric sensation when approached, was none other than the legendary Rumble-Rumble Fruit!!

Devil Fruits are unique, miraculous products of the One Piece World, divided into three types: Paramecia, Zoan, and Logia. The Rumble-Rumble Fruit is a Logia-type Devil Fruit, embodying the lightning of the heavens. And in Ron's mind, the Rumble-Rumble Fruit was the most perfect fruit in the entire One Piece World!!!

In terms of speed, its ability to teleport within an Electromagnetic Field rivaled that of Marine Admiral "Kizaru" Borsalino's Glint-Glint Fruit. Though the latter was said to be light-speed, he certainly couldn't achieve true light-speed—that was a condition the physical universe would never allow!

Remember, at light-speed, an object's mass becomes infinite!

If moving at light-speed, ignoring factors like combustion and wear, a Glint-Glint Fruit user with mass launching themselves would generate enough impact to easily destroy an entire continent or even shatter a planet!!

If Kizaru were that strong, what point would there be for pirates?

The World Government could sweep them all aside with one hand!

In terms of offense, the power of thunder was no weaker than any other ability. Faced with terrifying heat and flexible electromagnetic manipulation, whether it was Whitebeard's world-destroying Tremor-Tremor Fruit, Shanks's Haki, Hawk Eyes's slashes, or anything else—it was all the same!

In terms of weaknesses, electric currents are affected by electron transitions, and there are many ways to interfere with them on Earth. However, in the One Piece World, aside from the Rubber-Rubber Fruit user who could directly neutralize it with their Fruit Ability, the Rumble-Rumble Fruit had almost no natural enemy!

Ordinary rubber would be easily burned away by the heat generated by lightning, so it couldn't even be considered a weakness! At most, like liquid against the Sand-Sand Fruit, it would allow someone to use rubber to touch the Rumble-Rumble Fruit user's physical body.

In the original story, Enel, as a Rumble-Rumble Fruit user, was still designated by Oda as having a "500 million bounty" even after being cleverly defeated by Luffy. Placed in the New World, he would still be a powerhouse among powerhouses—this shows how terrifying the Rumble-Rumble Fruit truly is!

Enel's loss was laughable, frustrating, and made Ron curse him as useless.

So in the past, Ron had fantasized more than once: if he could obtain the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, how would he use it to defeat Luffy, who was the natural counter to it?

Simple!

Don't rely on the Fruit Ability—just like he used to, frantically strengthen his physique!

Overwhelm Luffy head-on with absolute speed and power!

So after arriving in the One Piece World and cleverly appearing in Sky Island, Ron's first reaction was to search for that legendary fruit. But since he couldn't determine the current time and location, it was just an idea for now.

However...

After discovering Enel, that idea instantly transformed into an opportunity, into the purest greed!!

He had to obtain this fruit!!

No excuses!

No reasons!

Anyone who dared stand in his way was a mortal enemy!

Because he had no wings, Enel was constantly bullied in Birka.

Today, he had been beaten up again, called a freak and an outcast, and had to flee to the forbidden shrine for refuge.

But that was all just bullying, without murderous intent.

The naked malice Ron showed was something he had never seen before. He felt that the man before him wasn't human at all, but a beast that would devour anyone!

A beast guarding its prey, not allowing any creature to approach!

Drip, drip...

The sound of flowing water rang out, and a foul stench hit his nose. Ron looked down—the inside of Enel's pant legs had darkened, and droplets of liquid trickled down his legs, falling to the ground.

The future "Thor" Enel had actually wet his pants from Ron's intimidation!

"...Tch, as expected, a useless waste!"

Frowning, Ron tightened his grip, his knuckles turning white as he pulled Enel's earlobe long. Blood vessels even appeared at the edge of the earlobe, causing Enel to struggle wildly in pain.

At this rate, his ear was going to be torn off by Ron!

The human physique in the One Piece World was generally strong, and the special environment of Sky Island was an excellent place to build a powerful body. So even the scrawny Enel had strength no weaker than Ron's well-tempered body, making his arms ache from the struggle.

But Ron was like a cast-iron statue—no matter how Enel struggled, he held on tightly without letting go. He wrapped the earlobe around his hand, pulling Enel closer until they were face to face, and said again: "I don't want to say the same thing a third time... Have you seen that fruit or not?!"

"In... in the Temple..."

Tears and snot smeared across his face, Enel covered his ear in agony and screamed, "I've seen the fruit you're talking about—it's in the statue's hand!"

The Temple Enel mentioned was the only building in this shrine. Sky Island had no soil, no trees, no stones—everything, buildings and roads alike, was made from Island Cloud. To their side stood a house entirely built of Island Cloud, painted with an unknown red pigment, with upturned eaves. Strange murals were carved into the walls, depicting figures with enormous wings and bird-like beaks soaring through a sky full of thunder.

"Is it inside?!"

Ron's eyes blazed with ferocity. He threw Enel aside and strode forward.

Seeing his movement, the soldiers outside the shrine were frantic.

"No good! He's going into the Temple!"

"Where are the Divine Servants? Call the Divine Servants!"

"The Divine Servants are out on patrol! They won't be back until afternoon!"

The shrine was a holy land for all Birka people, its status akin to the Shandia people's "City of Gold" Shandora or the Celestial Dragons' "Holy Land" Mary Geoise. Without permission, they dared not set foot inside—the king would have their heads! Only the Priests and Divine Servants could enter after bathing and changing clothes to clean and make offerings to the gods...

Ignoring the crying Enel behind him and the cursing Sky Island Soldiers, Ron kicked the door open with a "bang," swept his gaze across the interior, and his eyes locked on immediately.

"Found it!!!"

The temple enshrined a statue that was half-bird, half-human, entirely made of gold, with three heads and six arms, holding a golden trident, prayer beads, and a golden halberd. In front of the statue was a table draped in red cloth, with a golden incense burner on each side. In the center, on a golden circular stand, lay an offering.

But Ron's attention wasn't on the massive quantity of gold—it was fixed on the statue's naturally resting palms, where it sat cross-legged.

A round, sky-blue fruit rested there, its delicate spiral thunder patterns flickering with electric light from time to time. As the radiance shifted, it cast an awe-inspiring gleam across the golden statue, making it seem majestic and imposing.

That fruit was none other than the Devil Fruit he had dreamed of...

The Rumble-Rumble Fruit!!!

"Power of the Logia, here I come!"

Ron lunged forward in excitement, stepping onto the offering table and reaching out his hand.

Just then, a soft sigh echoed through the empty temple.

"Blasphemer, step back."

Boom!!!

In stark contrast to the gentle sigh, a terrifying sonic boom erupted instantly, deafening and thunderous!

Ron's fingers were only three centimeters from the Rumble-Rumble Fruit. He was about to grab it—he could even feel the numbing tingle of electric current—but at that moment, a ferocious impact slammed into his waist, sending him flying!

"Pfft—!"

Spitting a mouthful of blood midair, Ron flew backward without any resistance, crashing heavily into the wall. He hung there for a second before falling, curling up in pain, his head pressed to the ground.

This was a power he had never felt before!

When he'd fought and killed people in the past, taking a punch, a kick, or a bullet only hurt in one spot. But this time, every bone in his body groaned and creaked, making his eyes bulge wide, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, saliva and blood dripping uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.

"...The gods left an oracle: this fruit brings immense power, but also irreparable calamity."

An old man in a gray robe, with a bald head and chicken wings sprouting from his back, stepped out from a corner. His expression was neither sad nor joyful—neither angered by Ron's offense nor pleased by his own successful attack. He was as calm as still water, as steady as... an old dog.

As he spoke, the old man walked over to Ron, who was curled up on the ground, and raised his palm toward him. Tied to his palm with a rope was a vermilion shell—the impact just now had been fired from it.

This was one of the specialties of Skypiea: the Impact Dial.

It could absorb external impacts into the shell, and when needed, pressing the switch would release them. Truly miraculous!

Given that the soldiers outside didn't dare approach, the shrine held an extraordinary status. For an old man to wield an Impact Dial inside the shrine, his authority was beyond doubt... and correspondingly, the Impact Dial he used was undoubtedly top-tier among top-tier, capable of releasing impacts far more powerful than ordinary ones!

That Ron hadn't been blown to pieces by the impact was proof of his extraordinary physique.

"You came here with your sights set on that fruit, which means you know exactly what it is... But it doesn't belong to you, Blue Sea Person. So..."

"Hm?"

"Heh heh heh..."

While the old man was rambling on, Ron suddenly let out a cold laugh. The laughter was wild and joyful, stirring a sense of foreboding in the old man's heart. His calm, unruffled expression instantly shifted, and he frowned, barking out.

"What are you laughing at?!"

"I'm laughing at what you said... you old bastard."

Ron lifted his head, blood at the corner of his mouth, and spat out a bloody wad: "That fruit you mentioned just now? Is it... 'this' one?"

Thump, thump, thump, thump...

As he spoke, he loosened his hand, and a sky-blue fruit dropped to the ground, rolling all the way to the old man's feet. On the fruit was a clear bite mark, the flesh stained with traces of blood.

"No good!!"

The old man's pupils suddenly contracted. He whipped his head around.

The statue still sat cross-legged, its expression natural. But the Rumble-Rumble Fruit in its palm had vanished without a trace!

Only two and a half chapters—releasing two for now, then tonight's writing goes to tomorrow. Tomorrow, Big Tree has been thoroughly arranged by others. If he can stand and walk back to his room, I'll lose.