Pirates: Invincible At The Beginning

The morning light shines through the gap in the window, reflecting on the face of a handsome man lying on the bed by the window.

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, as if he had dreamed of something beautiful in his sleep.

However, no matter how beautiful the dream is, it is just a dream after all, when the light of the morning light gently knocks on the man's eyelids.

Everything in that dream, like a castle in the air, disappeared quickly like a phantom.

All this made the smile disappear from the corner of the man's mouth, and he couldn't help the trembling of his eyes, and then slowly opened his eyes, revealing the starry sky-like blue in his eyes.

When the sun was setting yesterday, they sailed to Gaya Island, instead of going to Magic Valley Town, they just found a sparsely populated place to stop and rest.

Um……

I didn't expect to be so lucky that I ran into the legendary diamond-shaped uncle "Kulilang" and his younger brothers, the Ape Mountain United Army (a salvage fleet composed of orangutans) in a random place.

He didn't bother Ku Lilang, and Ku Lilang obviously recognized the flag on their ship, so he didn't come up.

Perhaps he would never have imagined in his dreams that the person who found the golden bell and rang the golden bell to make him believe in Shandora and that his ancestors did not lie was the person on the ship in front of him!

In a few days, he will take his little brothers to find the real Dreamland. Although he knows that the road ahead will be difficult, he has the courage and perseverance to make it happen.

Because the bell that rang from time to time that day was their best guiding light.

For this reason, even if he really died in the sea, he would not hesitate to do so.

...

Sorata lifted the quilt on her body, landed on her feet, stepped on the slippers, then squirmed in, stood up, walked to the window, opened the curtains with a rattling sound, then stretched out her hand, and opened the window.

The early bird chirping and the sound of the sea rushing to his face made Sorata's head clear instantly.

Looking out of the window at the beauty of the rising sun in the sky, he couldn't help but smile.

There is a reason why this piece of sea always makes people linger, even the beauty of the sunrise is so breathtaking and beautiful.

"what!"

Looking down, he saw a huge sailboat parked in the distant waters on the sparkling sea, what was he doing?

He vaguely felt something in the slightly vibrating air coming from there.

"It's not like salvaging gold."

Sorata touched the sparse stubble on his chin with his left hand, pondered for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

"These guys are not looking for the time of the rising current!"

"Um……"

"That's right, since Uncle Rhombus knows that Shandora is in the sky, and he has seen the rising current, with his character, I'm afraid he can't wait to go to the sky to see what's going on!"

Sorata murmured in his heart, then put down his hands, turned around and walked to the wardrobe beside him.

These things are not what he should care about. Everyone who left his hometown and sailed on this sea has his own story and his own way of life. On the road of pursuing dreams, some people fail every moment , and some people succeeded.

He didn't know if Uncle Rhombus would succeed, but he could only be here, silently wishing him a blessing in his heart, there were not so many others.

After all, they didn't know each other, and he wouldn't wait here for a month, or even a few months, just for the sake of Uncle Diamond.

This is his own choice, his own pursuit, isn't it?

He opened the closet and took out a white shirt and colored shorts.

His room is very simple, just as simple as his usual clothes, except for a bed, a desk, a wardrobe, and some wooden barrels, there is nothing else.

After getting dressed, Sorata turned around, staring at Zhan Kong on the knife rest in a daze.

Originally, he thought that with the amount of his Armament Haki, he spent most of the day tempering Zhan Kong, and it should be easy for Zhan Kong to become a black sword.

But...he was wrong.

He found that after such a long period of tempering, Zhan Kong remained unchanged except for a slight strengthening of the blade.

This let him know that it might be very difficult to temper the black knife quickly.

After all, there are only two black knives he knows in this world.

One is the legendary dragon-slaying warrior, "Sword Hero·Ryoma"'s matching sword, "Black Sword·Autumn Water".

There is no doubt that this sword was tempered by Ryoma himself, because Wanokuni has records, and Koshiro also knows it, which led to him knowing it too.

The other is the world's number one swordsman at this time, "Hawkeye·Mihawk", and the one in his hand is known as the world's strongest black sword, one of the twelve masters of the supreme sword, "Black Sword Night". ".

This knife is undoubtedly a black knife. He has seen it with his own eyes, but he doesn't know whether Mihawk tempered it into a black knife or whether it was a black knife when he got it.

Originally, he thought that as long as Haki was strong enough and kept tempering, he could make the sword black, but obviously he thought it simply.

There are many strong people in this world, and Haki is also strong, so why are there only two known black knives?

He thought about it, and gradually got an answer.

Whether it's Roger, Whitebeard, or Shanks, even if their Haki is the best in the world, even if their strength is strong enough.

But it was because their strength went from weak to the strongest, and they were promoted too quickly, so they didn't have the time to cover the blade with Haki, so that the blade could grow with Haki in the battle.

So their knives, even if they are both supreme and fast knives, cannot be turned into black knives.

Regardless of whether it is Ryoma or Mihawk, they are all pure swordsmen. They put most of their energy into the sword in their hands from the beginning. They believe in the sword sincerely and have fought thousands of times with it.

It's like tempering steel. They attached Armament Haki again and again, and fought again and again, so that the toughness of Haki was completely integrated into the sword, which became the black sword.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head.

His situation is similar to Roger, Shanks, Whitebeard.

On the one hand, the strength is too strong, there are no opponents, and the weak are basically killed in seconds, which cannot really temper Zhankong.

On the other hand, they all have a common characteristic, that is, they are not pure swordsmen.

Although Sorata uses a sword, his swordsmanship is also superb.

But most of his sword skills are actually brought about by imagination and space.

Otherwise, he cut it out with brute force based on his monster-like physical fitness.

It seems that his swordsmanship is very strong, but only he himself knows that all this is caused by his too much knowledge and rich imagination.

Aside from his knowledge and imagination, in fact, although his real swordsmanship talent is not comparable to that of ordinary people, it is not comparable to Kuina and Zoro in real terms.

So this led to the fact that although he also likes knives, he is not yet obsessed.

This may also be the reason why he couldn't temper the black knife!

So now, he is not so attached to Zhan Kong's future, whether he can really become a black knife.

When he first got Zhankong, he was indeed very persistent and motivated for the black knife.

As for now.

Pick up the knife, hang it on your waist, a wisp of black breath quickly flows into the scabbard, wraps around the blade, and tempers it anytime, anywhere.

"Hey! It's all a habit."

"let it go!"

No matter what, he will continue to temper the sword. After all, under his tempering, Zhan Kong's blade has indeed become tougher, isn't it?

And this can also exercise the fine changes of Haki.

Sorata raised his head, took off his exclusive wine gourd from the side of the knife holder, shook it, and found that there was not much wine left.

Then fill the wine gourd from the wine barrel behind the knife holder, and then hang it on the waist like Zhan Kong.

His room, while simple, is filled with a variety of barrels, the newest being Sky Island, which is also the most numerous.

Most of the others were bought from the islands along the way, and there were wines sent by Maya and Saka a few days ago.

The wine was very old, and of course it was very fragrant. He was reluctant to drink it, so he piled it in the innermost part of the wine barrel.

Save it for later drinking at banquets.

After all, not much, just a small bucket.

And all he drank during this time was the wine brought down by Sky Island.

Patting the wine gourd, Sorata showed a satisfied smile on his face, then turned around and walked towards the door.