Capítulo 297: Chapter 296
"If we use the Uranus to reshape the entire Red Line, merging the four seas into one, then… the All Blue will finally appear!" Sanji's voice was filled with excitement, his eyes gleaming with a vision he'd only dared to dream of.
Usopp nodded thoughtfully, "Yeah… it does seem possible, doesn't it?"
"Let's not get too carried away just yet," Robin interjected, her voice calm but firm. "Everything hinges on the Uranus functioning as we hope."
"Leave it to me," Franky declared with his signature enthusiasm. As the Straw Hat Pirates' shipwright, Franky wasn't just a craftsman; he was a self-taught inventor, a mechanist with unmatched technological skill. This was the moment he'd been waiting for—an opportunity to tackle a challenge that would push him to the limits.
Eyes twinkling like a child with a new toy, Franky set himself to the task of repairing and analyzing the Uranus, diving into the work with a zeal only he could muster. Usopp and Chopper joined him, helping with the intricate repairs, marveling at the mystery and power of the ancient weapon.
Without the knowledge Franky had gleaned on Raftel, he might never have been able to undertake this repair. The information from 800 years ago had expanded his understanding in ways he hadn't thought possible. His time in the manga, had only honed his expertise further.
Several days later…
After relentless effort, Franky's repairs bore fruit. In the control room of the Uranus, the Straw Hat crew gathered, anticipation thick in the air.
"All right, time to witness a miracle," Logan announced, placing his palm on the Uranus's control panel. His mastery of the Nika Fruit's power came in handy here, allowing him to infuse its essence into the Uranus effortlessly.
As the ancient machine activated, Logan felt a peculiar resonance, a pulse that amplified the power of his Devil Fruit. A moment later, the Uranus siphoned the power of the Nika Fruit, channeling it directly into the Red Line.
Logan realized his rubberization ability, usually effective over a limited area, now surged outward along the Red Line, stretching for miles, expanding far beyond its usual limits. It was like an electric current sent down a massive power line, the "electricity" of his power flooding the Red Line.
The transformation was nearly instantaneous, spreading rapidly across the Red Line like a spark igniting a fuse. Logan silently counted down, and within five minutes, he felt his power encompass the entire Red Line. The massive barrier separating the seas was now under his control.
With a faint smile, he subtly manipulated the landscape. Entire islands trembled and shifted, as if they were jumping to the rhythm of his will, like rubber bands snapping back into place.
"Wh-What just happened?!" Usopp's eyes were wide with astonishment.
Logan's grin grew wider. "I'm controlling the Red Line."
The Straw Hat Pirates looked on in disbelief, jaws practically touching the floor. The very idea seemed impossible.
"So, the Uranus really can enhance the power of a Devil Fruit?" Franky asked, eyes wide with excitement.
"Yep," Logan replied with a satisfied nod, glancing at his crew. "Now we can move forward with our plan."
Half a month later, Logan arrived at the Revolutionary Army's base camp on Baltigo Island. As he entered, a cadre respectfully greeted him.
"Mr. Logan, the chief is waiting for you inside."
In the center of the camp, Monkey D. Dragon, the leader of the Revolutionary Army, sat quietly. His untamed hair framed his face, a distinctive tattoo adding to his formidable presence. His gaze was intense as he looked up, noticing Logan's approach.
"Luffy didn't come with you?" Dragon's voice was gruff, a hint of concern in his question.
Logan chuckled. "He couldn't be here for this. And frankly… as his father, you're not exactly close to him. To Luffy, we—his friends—are closer than any family ties could ever be."
A flicker of pain crossed Dragon's face, but he quickly masked it with a sigh. "I have responsibilities—ones that don't leave room for anything else."
"We're not here to debate family matters," Logan replied. "I came to ask for a favor. I need the help of two of your people… or rather, their abilities, for a short time. It's a single task, but it's important."
Dragon's eyes narrowed slightly. "Who do you need?"
Logan didn't hesitate. "The first is your Western Army commander, Morley."
Dragon nodded. "If you need personnel, I'll arrange it. After what you did to bring down the Celestial Dragons and restore hope to the world, it's the least I can do."
He paused, then looked at Logan with suspicion. "You said two people. Who's the second?"
Logan's eyes gleamed with mischief. "You, Dragon."
Dragon's frown deepened.
The seas were in turmoil. With the World Government gone, new powers were vying for control—pirates, revolutionary groups, rogue marine factions. The absence of order meant that any one of these factions could seize the opportunity to rule.
Dragon's hesitation was palpable. Logan waited, reading his expression, then chuckled. "I know what you're thinking."
Dragon looked up, his gaze sharp. "Do you?"
Logan's smile was unwavering. "I'm not interested in ruling. Neither are the Straw Hats. We're not looking to create a new government."
Dragon's gaze softened for a moment, a flicker of respect evident in his eyes. "The world is in chaos, Logan. It needs structure. The Revolutionary Army has the ideals… the commitment to change things for the better. With your strength and influence, people would rally behind you. You could shape the future."
Logan shook his head. "I get it. And maybe once, the World Government started out with noble intentions too. But absolute power… it changes people. Corrupts them. And the revolutionary ideals you hold dear? Someday, they could go the same way."
Dragon fell silent, his eyes clouded with thought. Was it possible? Had the World Government itself once held dreams as beautiful as his own?
"Whether it's the Marines or your army, the truth remains: every new power becomes what it set out to destroy."
Logan's gaze was steady, his voice calm but unyielding. "You know, Dragon, the boy who slays the dragon eventually becomes one himself. You need to remember that."
Dragon's resolve seemed to waver, if only for a moment. Logan's words struck deep, echoing in the silence between them. The ideals of change, the desire to save the world from corruption—was it all just a cycle waiting to repeat?
Capítulo 298: Chapter 297
The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon…
Monkey D. Dragon let the weight of this phrase linger in his mind, feeling its meaning seep into his very core. As he studied Logan once more, his gaze transformed, shifting from curiosity to a deep, almost profound respect. This young man, barely twenty, could see through the currents of time and power with a clarity few possessed. As Dragon pondered, he couldn't help but feel humbled. Here he was, the leader of the Revolutionary Army, yet somehow less perceptive than a youth from his son's crew.
After a moment's silence, Dragon nodded slowly and murmured, "Very well. I'll summon Morley, and we'll join you on this mission."
This was no ordinary youth before him. Logan, the vice-captain of his son's pirate group, had shown wisdom and strength that few possessed. Dragon knew he could trust this man implicitly.
Half a month later, Dragon and Morley stood alongside Logan on the Red Line, the legendary Uranus within their grasp. Its metallic sheen glistened under the sunlight, a silent testament to its power.
Dragon placed his hand upon the Uranus's interface, a slight spark of anticipation flickering in his eyes. "Is this all it takes?"
"Yes," Franky confirmed, standing by to observe the process. "Now, you just need to channel your ability into it."
Dragon nodded, steadying himself before releasing a torrent of power from his Weather-Weather Fruit, a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit that granted him control over all weather patterns. He took a deep breath and focused, letting his energy flow through his arm and into the Uranus.
As the ancient weapon roared to life, an unprecedented shift began. The Calm Belt—a stretch of sea dormant for 800 years—stirred, its silence shattered by a sudden gust. At first, it was a breeze, but soon, strong winds swept across the once-still waters. These gusts, laden with the essence of vitality, danced over the waves, infusing the ocean with a renewed vigor.
The wind, like a spark igniting dry tinder, accelerated down the Calm Belt, sending ripples that stretched for miles. The sleeping seas awoke, rolling and merging as the winds raced onward, driving the once-separated waters together.
Two hours passed, and the winds had entirely transformed the Calm Belt. If anyone had been there to witness it, they would have seen both sides of the once-divided waters converging, merging into a single, vast sea.
"Did it work?" Dragon asked, his voice tempered with a mix of hope and disbelief.
Franky nodded, his face glowing with satisfaction. "Yes! I felt it while controlling the Uranus. The Calm Belt has been reconnected!"
Morley, who had been quietly observing, stepped forward, a shy look on her face. "What do I do next?"
Logan patted her on the shoulder, offering reassurance. "Nothing for now. The Uranus needs a day to cool down. Tomorrow, you'll use your ability to remove the Red Line, the barrier that divides the seas."
The next day, the Straw Hats and the Revolutionary Army gathered in the control room of the Uranus. Morley took a deep breath and extended her hand toward the device's interface. As Franky activated the Uranus, the power of her Push-Push Fruit flowed through it, amplifying until it resonated with the land itself.
Suddenly, a deep rumble filled the air as the Red Line quivered. The very earth trembled beneath them, the landscape beginning to shift. Stones, dust, and debris rolled and bounced, driven by the unseen force.
"It's working!" Dragon's voice was filled with awe as he watched the ancient geological divide shudder in response to Morley's power.
The rumbling grew louder, shaking the ground in a steady, relentless rhythm. Logan turned to his crew and issued a calm command. "Head back to the Merry. Nami, Franky, and I will stay here to oversee things."
Trusting Logan's judgment, the Straw Hat Pirates headed toward the Going Merry. Dragon followed, his brow furrowed with concern. Soon, the Going Merry floated up, rising above the shifting ground below.
On the deck, the crew gathered, gazing down in awe at the massive Red Line. Dragon's face softened as he noticed his crew's anticipation. "Will they be safe down there?"
Luffy grinned, confident and assured. "Relax. Logan and Nami know what they're doing. They'll be fine."
Dragon let out a sigh of relief, nodding at Luffy's unwavering trust. After all, Morley and her comrades were down there too.
Suddenly, the ground trembled with an even greater intensity. A deafening crack reverberated across the land, and to their amazement, a gigantic fissure began to form along the Red Line. The chasm grew wider, as if a colossal force was prying the earth apart with invisible hands.
With a thunderous roar, the Uranus rose from the ground, propelled by the power of the Mist-Mist Fruit, which rendered it as light as a feather. Using the floating card, Logan lifted the Uranus, maneuvering it into the air.
As the amplified Push-Push Fruit's force acted upon the Red Line, the rigid landmass split apart effortlessly, as though it were soft clay. Starting from the central crack, the Red Line—once towering 10,000 meters above sea level—folded outward, receding like sliding doors.
Below, the Red Line was now level with the ocean. A gaping gap appeared where the Grand Line and the New World had once stood divided. Sea water surged in from both sides, colliding in a frothy swirl as the boundaries of the separated seas were obliterated.
On Sabaody Archipelago, crowds of onlookers watched in shock. Gasps and cries filled the air as they witnessed the unimaginable—a once-impregnable barrier split open, revealing the vast, open sky beyond.
"Is this real? Am I dreaming?"
"No way! What's happening? This can't be real!"
"Did the Red Line… did it just break?"
Both pirates and Marines, civilians and criminals, stood frozen in disbelief. The sight before them was like the opening of a mythical gate, a sight none would ever forget.
Seconds ticked by. A minute stretched into another, and as if in slow motion, the Red Line parted until the sea beyond was visible. The first half of the Grand Line now merged seamlessly with the New World, the barrier between them erased forever.
What no one knew, however, was that the division between the Grand Line and New World no longer existed. The once-separated waters of the four seas had merged, unrestricted and unified.
Above the site of this miraculous transformation, high in the sky, Sanji gazed down with tears welling in his eyes. Below him lay a new ocean, a sea that bridged every corner of the world.
"Do you see this, old man?" he whispered, voice trembling. "This is it… the All Blue. The All Blue is real."
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