Chapter 79 Clues? Resurrection? Rebirth

Sherlock wiped the water stains on his face, soaked Pipicia back into the water, and picked it up again.

Originally, Sherlock wanted to punish the fat bat as if he was drowning, but found out that this guy was a trembling player and had a great time.

“Oh, will that power affect my ability to use Shock Fruit?”

“Tao power can reflect a person’s combat effectiveness, but it cannot completely determine a person’s strength and will not affect it.”

Pipicia shook the fur all over her body, suddenly got out of Sherlock’s hand like a loach, and jumped onto Sherlock’s head:

“Host now has 500 million wealth to use, may I spend 10 million Baileys to exchange clues?”

“exchange.”

Sherlock did not hesitate.

Now that he has brought Ace back, he must be rescued, otherwise he would have broken his promise.

If Sherlock said it, he would definitely do it, unless he deliberately deceived, which was another situation.

“Ding, congratulations to the successful exchange of Host. Legend has it that there was a mysterious island in the world, the Emenes Islands, a hundred years ago. Therefore, the land is filled with heavy fog all year round, and it is also known as the Misty Island.”

Sherlock’s eyes were sharp:

“Unexpectedly, there is such a mysterious island in Pirate World. Is there a magical medicine for reviving the anger on this island?”

“Ding, the system prompts, do you spend 10 million Baileys to continue redeeming clues?”

“…So are you waiting for me here? Change!”

Sherlock has 500 million wealth to squander, how could he not be willing to spend 10 million Baileys.

“Ding, congratulations to the successful exchange of the clues by the Host. Legend has it that the ancestor of the Eudemons lives on the Misty Island.”

“Go on!”

Sherlock watched Pipisi press the kiss, the fat bat showed a humble expression.

“Ding, the system prompts, do you spend 10 million Baileys to continue redeeming clues?”

Sherlock is sweating, so do you have to sell a clue separately? This system is really poisonous!

“Just say, how much does it cost to buy this clue in one go?”

“Let’s calculate it.”

Pipicia raised her paws in a decent way, “One seven gets seven, two seventy-four…”

Finally raised his face and opened his hands solemnly, “I didn’t figure it out.”

“You die for me ten thousand times.”

Sherlock pressed Pipicia into the water again, and it made a gurgling sound in the water.

“Hurt the Abyssal Messenger…”

Sherlock froze for a second, took it out of the water, dried it with a towel, and then offered a glass of red wine:

“Continue to buy.”

Pipicia snorted, took a sip of red wine, and raised Erlang’s legs contentedly.

“Congratulations to the host for the successful exchange of clues. It is rumored that among the ancestors of these phantom beasts, there are phoenixes, unicorns, Medusa, Tyrannosaurus, Yachi Orochi, etc.”

Seeing Pipicia kiss the gold swallowing beast silent again, Sherlock said with pain:

“Keep going, finish talking at once, deduct the money yourself!”

Pipicia kissed her eyes and nodded.

“Among them, the ancestor of the phoenix had a way of rebirth from Nirvana to resurrect the dead, provided that there is still a breath, but Ace is obviously not satisfied. His body is now preserved in good condition by relying on Heling’s Eudemon feathers. Only the soul exists. The heartbeat and breathing have stopped.”

“Then what to do?”

Sherlock asked.

“Be patient and listen. The ancestor of the unicorn has a way to resurrect him as long as the soul exists. It is called reincarnation. The corpse is used as a container to summon the rebirth of the return of the soul. If the corpse of the dead cannot be used, you can use it. The body of a living person replaces it.”

“Similar to Hokage’s Impure World Reincarnation?”

Sherlock curiously asked.

Pipicia ignored his words and continued,

“There is a downside to this method. If no one in this world remembers this person, he will die immediately.”

“That’s okay, at least for decades, no one will forget Ace, how to get to this island?”

“Friendly reminder, the records on this island are marked with this legend, which means that the credibility is only 1%. Maybe you can’t find the ancestor when you reach the island. It’s probably the person who possessed these Devil Fruit abilities back then. I have stayed on this island and left behind a legend.”

Pipicia said to himself,

“Besides, a hundred years are so long, maybe the first ancestor on the island is dead.”

“Finally, if you want to go to this place, it is best for Host to increase your luck to the top, which will help increase your probability of survival.”

“…”

Sherlock was sweating, “I will judge these. Tell me the address.”

“There is no redeemable clue about the address system, but someone in Impel down knows it.”

“Impel down?!”

Sherlock frowned.

I just made a big war on the top, and went to Impel down again? Not suitable.



Moreover, Impel down prison has just gone out of the big event of escape, and it must be better guarded now than ever.

Sherlock wouldn’t pick Impel down even if he wanted to test the power of Whitebeard Shock Fruit.

“Impel down the sixth layer of Eternal Hell, there is a person locked down.”

Pipicia raised her brow slightly.

“Is a great adventurer, navigator, and revolutionist, once also a colonialist, you are not curious who it is?”

Sherlock shook his head:

“Who is he? What does it matter to me? I’m not interested. Impel down I won’t go now. Is there any other way to find the location of this island?”

Pipicia glanced at her mouth, handed the empty wine glass, and asked Sherlock to pour it another glass of red wine.

“Pamila Heling is the clue.”

“I have asked her before that she can’t bring people back to life, and she is an orphan and has no memory of her parents.”

7 years ago.

The small town of Nabigali, which is an unknown town in South Blue, covered the entire block with snow in winter, and silver-white edelweiss were worn on the roofs and treetops.

Children wearing thick cotton-padded jackets ran, frolicked, made snowmen, and had snowball fights on the streets.

Smoke rises from houses of different heights, ready to open the door at any time, calling out their children to go home for dinner, and bring their playmates by the way.

Saying goodbye to the gentle girl, Houston pushed open the door of the Rose Theater, stepping on the soft snow, preparing to return to the boat.

Whenever he went to a place, he always did not want to miss the Rose Theater, where there are beauties, wine and information.

Suddenly, a petite figure came out from the alley and hit him.

This is a skinny girl with sunken eyes, thick dark circles, and a pale face. Even in winter, she only wore a thin patched white dress, her body was blue and purple with cold.

A black necklace was tightly tugged in her hand, and a drop pendant that looked like a sapphire hung on the necklace.

“Captain, it’s a beggar.”

Laubran said, ready to directly deal with the girl who was blocking their way.

Houston stopped him. “Gentleman, you shouldn’t attack ladies.”

“Yes, Captain.”

Laurent stepped back and put away his pistol.

The girl got up on the ground, and the two gangsters had already chased her.

“Dead thief, stinky beggar, give us the necklace!”

These are two muscular young men. They are all drunk, obviously because of the necklace in the girl’s hand.

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