Chapter 391: He Wouldn't Wear It Even If It Killed Him!
Mu Chen promptly activated Kamui and teleported to the war room entrance.
"No need. I think beach shorts are better for a surprise attack."
He waved the communicator in his hand at Dragon.
"Once the mission's done, remember to have the kitchen stew some extra abalone so I can recover. That hot spring soak really took it out of me."
Mu Chen traveled using Kamui and reached the West Blue in less than two days.
He surveyed Base No. 7 before him.
Mu Chen hovered in a blind spot between the searchlights using Geppo, his beach shorts flapping in the sea breeze.
Wearing his signature mask, he studied the electric fence that covered every angle without a single gap. Seastone particles flowed through it.
I wonder if my Rumble-Rumble Fruit ability can control the electricity in that fence.
Mu Chen snapped his fingers. Lightning crackled in his palm, turning into a blue-white bolt that struck the fence. The Seastone particles let out a piercing shriek the moment they touched the lightning, but dissolved inch by inch beneath the Armament Haki coating it.
"I'm not just some Devil Fruit user. Seastone doesn't do shit to me!"
The next second, alarms blared throughout the base.
"Alert! Intruder detected!"
Red lights suddenly lit up inside the base.
Sixty enhanced guards swarmed in from every direction.
With one hand in his pocket, Mu Chen casually swung a lightning whip with the other, sending the leading guards flying backward.
Their metal armor was covered in charred electrical scars.
"Too slow!"
He flicked his hand, then suddenly accelerated into a streak of lightning, leaving countless afterimages among the guards.
Lightning formed a spiraling Thunder Dragon around him. Wherever it passed, it left nothing but blackened