Inside the box was a massive blade about seven meters long, similar to the Green Dragon Crescent Blade of Guan Yu from his past life.
Wasn’t this the signature weapon of Whitebeard from the original story, the Murakumogiri?
Twilight Allen looked at the blade before him and fell into deep thought.
“I just helped you find your good son Marco two days ago, and now I’ve managed to get your hands on your signature weapon as well.” “No wonder I haven’t seen Whitebeard take out the Murakumogiri even after meeting him for so long; it turns out it was lying here the whole time!” “I worked like a horse for decades in my past life, and after transmigrating, I’m still working for Newgate?
What kind of bullshit logic is this?” Twilight Allen found that the more he thought about it, the angrier he got; the more he stepped back, the more he felt cheated.
He had the urge to dig a hole and bury the blade.
Taking a deep breath, Twilight Allen looked at the other two boxes.
“It’s fine, it’s fine, there are still two more boxes.
Anything placed alongside a Supreme Grade Sword like the Murakumogiri definitely won’t be ordinary.” As he spoke, Twilight Allen opened the middle box.
Inside, resting quietly, was a banana patterned with blue flames—it was a Zoan-type Devil Fruit.
“Hmm, based on my luck, could this fruit be the Zoan-type Mythical Zoan Phoenix form Devil Fruit that Marco ate in the original story?
(╯°Д°)╯︵ ┻━┻.” Veins popped on Twilight Allen’s forehead.
Isn’t this just bullying an honest man?
With a look of utter hopelessness, Twilight Allen walked toward the last box.
“If you just gave me a Paramecia-type Glimmer Fruit, I’d dare to feed it to the rats, and no one would be able to stop me.” Muttering to himself, Twilight Allen opened the box.
A pineapple-shaped Paramecia-type Devil Fruit came into view, and Twilight Allen fell into endless silence.
…
Whitebeard and the others were cleaning up their spoils from this trip when they suddenly heard shouting coming from the innermost room.
“Newgate, come over here quickly, there are some good things here.” Everyone felt strange upon hearing the voice; why did it sound so gritted-teeth?
Filled with confusion, the group walked toward the room where Twilight Allen was.
Whitebeard and the others saw Twilight Allen standing in front of the three open boxes and all looked toward them.
“This…
is this a Devil Fruit?” the crew members exclaimed.
“One Murakumogiri, one of the twelve Supreme Grade Swords, and two Devil Fruits—one Paramecia-type and one Zoan-type.
As for what their specific abilities are…
I…
don’t…
know.” Twilight Allen introduced the items in the boxes to the group, looking at Whitebeard as he spoke, his voice gradually becoming eerie.
Whitebeard ignored Twilight Allen; ever since entering the room, his eyes hadn’t left the Murakumogiri.
Passing by Twilight Allen, he picked up the Murakumogiri, swung it forcefully a couple of times, and then drove the hilt into the ground with great strength.
“Bang.” “Gurarara, finally found a weapon that fits my hand.” Whitebeard was as happy as a six-meter-tall, 600-pound child.
However, it was understandable.
With Whitebeard’s physique, finding a suitable weapon was incredibly difficult; if you gave him other Great Grade Swords, he wouldn’t be able to use them.
Imagining Whitebeard holding a sword like a pair of chopsticks was hilarious.
“My boys, it was originally agreed that Twilight Allen wouldn’t participate in the share of the spoils for this voyage, but almost all the gains from this trip were obtained thanks to Twilight Allen.
I’ve decided that one of these Devil Fruits will be given to Twilight Allen to handle.
Do you have any objections?” Whitebeard said to the crew members after his excitement subsided.
Although some of the crew members were envious, they didn’t raise any objections.
“No objections.
If it weren’t for Captain Twilight Allen, we wouldn’t have been able to touch any of this treasure.” “That’s right.
Besides, the treasure on the slave ship and the gold we just found are already enough for us to split.” The crew members’ words brought a touch of warmth to Twilight Allen, and the gloom in his heart lessened significantly.
Although Twilight Allen didn’t necessarily have to eat one of these two Devil Fruits, such a team atmosphere was always good.
Hearing the crew’s words, Whitebeard smiled with satisfaction.
“Then I won’t participate in this split; this Murakumogiri is enough.
Twilight Allen, you pick one Devil Fruit.” “Oh, long live the Captain!” The crew members were even happier.
You have to know that in the Rocks Pirates, the officers always took the lion’s share of the spoils.
Even though Whitebeard was different from the other officers, the crew members would spontaneously give the largest portion to Whitebeard.
Now that they heard Whitebeard wouldn’t be participating in the split, wouldn’t they be able to get more?
Who would complain about having too much money?
Little did they know how many times Luffy would be beaten up by Nami over money later on.
Hearing Whitebeard’s words, Twilight Allen looked at the two Devil Fruits and fell into thought.
Twilight Allen didn’t know the specific abilities of the two Devil Fruits; he only guessed that one was the Mythical Zoan Phoenix form, while he had no clue about the other Paramecia-type Devil Fruit.
You have to know that a person can only eat one Devil Fruit in their lifetime, and he didn’t have a body like Blackbeard’s.
If he ate a fruit that wasn’t too strong, it would be a bit of a loss, as one could no longer swim after eating a Devil Fruit.
Whitebeard saw Twilight Allen’s hesitation.
“No need to rush, Twilight Allen.
Let’s move the spoils to the ship first.
We have a Devil Fruit Encyclopedia on the ship that we obtained from the last attack on a Marine base.
You can check what these fruits are and then decide whether to eat them.” Twilight Allen’s eyes lit up.
“If you had an encyclopedia, you should have said so earlier, brother Newgate.” …
After half a day of going back and forth, the group finally moved all the treasure from the basement onto the ship.
Twilight Allen also obtained the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia and couldn’t wait to compare it with the Devil Fruits in front of him.
Before long, Twilight Allen found one of them, which was that Zoan-type Devil Fruit.
“As expected, it’s the Phoenix form Devil Fruit,” Twilight Allen muttered.
He glanced at Marco, who was looking over with an envious face, and thinking about how the other person would occasionally flatter him with an expression of admiration, he put the Phoenix fruit back into the box.
Twilight Allen thought helplessly, “Sigh, I am not a cold-hearted person after all.
I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing in this pirate world.” Twilight Allen opened the encyclopedia again, and a few minutes later, he found the other one, and Twilight Allen became instantly excited.
“Paramecia-type Gravity Fruit, the one eaten by Admiral Fujitora in the original story.
It’s a Devil Fruit that combines destruction, control, and daily utility into one.” Twilight Allen picked up the Gravity Fruit and said to Whitebeard, “Brother Newgate, I’ll eat this one.” Whitebeard looked at Twilight Allen.
“Oh, have you chosen?
What ability is it?” “It’s the Paramecia-type Gravity Fruit.
After eating it, you can control the Gravity on yourself or in the surrounding space,” Twilight Allen introduced happily to Whitebeard.
“Is that so?
Gurarara, since you’ve decided, go ahead and eat it.” “By the way, this one is the Mythical Zoan Phoenix form Devil Fruit, keep it safe.” Twilight Allen handed the other fruit to Whitebeard.
Whitebeard took the box and said to the crew members, “It seems our luck is really good.
So, whoever makes a great contribution in the future will be rewarded with this fruit.
Do you boys have any objections?” “Oh, keep it, Captain.” “I will definitely make a contribution in the future.” …