One Piece: Talent Copy System!

Chapter 112: Sl*ve Fights

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Enel, Blueno, Lucci, and Wyper stepped out of the Air Door.

If there were background music, these guys' badass entrance would be flooding the screen with comments.

As soon as they emerged, the Air Door behind them violently distorted and vanished. Blueno, exhausted, collapsed to the ground, his tongue lolling out.

Noir, a smile playing on his lips, looked at Enel. "Your injuries healed that quickly?"

Enel lifted his chin, his usual conceit returning. "I am God, after all. Such minor wounds are nothing to me."

Though his tone was as haughty as ever, Noir sensed a change.

He used his System's observation skill on Enel and saw what he'd been hoping for.

Enel's negative red talent, "Arrogant False God," had dropped two levels, becoming a blue talent.

So that's what it means for a talent to disappear. Getting pummeled by Kizaru must have dealt a blow to his conceit, causing the talent to downgrade.

If he's dealt another blow, it might become white quality. And one more after that, it should be gone completely.

Kizaru is a true bro. He really commits to the act when he's supposed to be playing weak.

Lucci surveyed their surroundings, his brow furrowed. "Did you sneak into a Celestial Dragon's home?"

Noir, lounging on a luxurious sofa, grabbed an expensive-looking bottle of wine from the table, poured himself a glass, and downed it like a thirsty ox. "Yep, and this place has some pretty good stuff."

Enel casually grabbed some apples from a fruit basket, savoring their taste. "I don't understand why these useless trash get to live so lavishly."

Noir, who had just chugged wine like it was cheap liquor, let out a satisfied sigh. "That's why the Celestial Dragons are the world's biggest tumor."

"Incompetent fools in positions of power, enjoying everything without lifting a finger, abusing their privileges wherever they go. Who were the ancestors of the Celestial Dragons? Were they really Gods?"

Wyper, gazing around the grand mansion, voiced his confusion.

Noir shrugged. "Who knows?"

He then nudged the still-prone Blueno with his foot, mockingly. "You're pathetic. Teleporting to the Red Line tired you out this much?"

Easy for you to say!

This is Mary Geoise! To teleport here accurately, I practically ripped out my own kidneys!

Blueno struggled to catch his breath, but he did not talk back to Noir.

Ever since Noir had slashed him with his sword, triggering the "Devil" aspect of his dark gold talent, Blueno had been terrified of him.

This deep-seated fear, affecting his mental state and thus his abilities, had stopped his growth significantly.

Fortunately, Blueno was no longer an enemy. Now that he was part of Noir's crew, It should eventually fade with time.

Noir patted Blueno's shoulder and began assigning tasks.

"Wyper, I need you to play the role of my slave. It shouldn't attract too much attention."

"Enel, you have Observation Haki. Go out and gather some information for me. Be careful not to get caught by the guards."

"Lucci, take Blueno and try to infiltrate the Government personnel. You're familiar with them. Find us a reliable escape route."