Konoha's Medical Ninja: One Punch to beat up Madara

Chapter 363: Chapter 363: Prophecy



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Shyarly furrowed her brow.

She was not accustomed to Colt speaking to her in such an authoritative tone. He might have sounded like he was asking, but she could see he would accept no refusal.

Shyarly had always been respected by the residents of Fish-Man Island for her divine divination abilities.

It had been a long time since anyone had spoken to her so assertively.

In truth, this could not be blamed on Colt.

His tone wasn't inherently wrong. People's words and demeanor often shift with the elevation of their status and strength.

For Colt, as the ruler of his world and a man standing at the pinnacle, his commanding presence was second nature.

While he might converse casually with family and friends, he naturally carried a tone of authority when addressing strangers like Shyarly.

The room fell silent for a moment.

The figure of Kisame stepped slightly forward, snapping Shyarly out of her reverie.

She realized it was not easy for these formidable individuals to stand here and speak with her so calmly.

She was the most normal one among them, they already showed her enough respect.

"Of course, no problem. Please follow me," she said, her voice steady.

After dismissing the other shop assistants, Shyarly led Colt and his group to a room behind the coffee shop.

There, she took out a crystal ball from a large clam.

Shirahoshi watched curiously from the side, her wide eyes sparkling with interest.

Shyarly noticed Shirahoshi's eagerness and offered a smile.

"Princess Shirahoshi, my prophecies have never been wrong. Unfortunately, every prophecy I deliver is always accompanied by tragedy. Are you sure you want to try?"

Her gaze flickered toward Colt, offering one final word of caution.

Shirahoshi hesitated before shaking her head quickly.

"Thank you, but I'll pass."

She lowered her head nervously. "Colt-sama... perhaps you should reconsider..."

"I'm not concerned about misfortunes happening to me or those around me," Colt said confidently, shaking his head.

He paid no attention to Shyarly's warning.

Even Nami, Robin, and Perona appeared unfazed.

Realizing further persuasion would be futile, Shyarly sighed.

"I'll go first. This should be interesting," Robin said, stepping forward.

She sat beside the crystal ball with great curiosity, waiting patiently.

Sighing again, Shyarly placed her hands gently on the crystal ball.

The translucent sphere emitted a faint purple glow, capturing even Colt's attention.

This peculiar energy was something he couldn't explain.

It wasn't [Haki], nor was it a Devil Fruit ability.

It seemed to be entirely unique to Shyarly's natural talent.

"Fascinating..."

Soon, an image appeared within the crystal ball.

A figure stood in the center, arms crossed. Massive arms sprouted from the ground, mercilessly smashing the surrounding buildings.

Flames erupted into the sky.

"This... this is the power of the [Flower-Flower Fruit]," Robin murmured, her brow furrowing

in surprise.

She recognized the figure as herself and the arms as her fruit ability.

But could the [Flower-Flower Fruit] truly possess such devastating potential?

This thought startled Robin.

For so long, she had considered her fruit somewhat lacking.

It was effective against weaker opponents, as the ability to sprout arms and twist necks made quick work of them.

However, against stronger enemies, her attacks were laughably ineffective-like a gentle breeze.

Colt was a prime example.

This insufferable man often asked her to use her fruit ability to give him massages, only to complain that her technique was fine but her strength was lacking.

She would always grow so angry she'd refuse to speak to him for hours.

But why would she destroy a city?

This puzzled Robin.

Colt leaned closer.

"Forget about any supposed misfortune. At least you now have a clearer path for developing

your fruit's potential."

He smirked.

"And with enough strength, your massages might actually feel good someday."

Robin swatted him playfully, her face flushed.

"What do you take me for, your personal masseuse?"

Colt chuckled.

"Robin-chan has a firm understanding of her role."

"After all, I've never expected you to help in combat."

Robin was left speechless, clutching her chest in mock frustration.

At that moment, Kisame, who had remained silent, spoke up.

"If I'm not mistaken, that city is Enies Lobby."

Robin's face darkened.

"As a Warlord of the Sea, I once entered it," Kisame added calmly.

Enies Lobby?

Robin's mind raced.

If it was truly Enies Lobby, then she had every reason to destroy it.

Given her history with the World Government and CP organizations, if she ever gained the

strength, she wouldn't hesitate to raze it to the ground.

Meanwhile, Shyarly's expression grew grim.

These people were terrifying.

To destroy Enies Lobby, one of the World Government's symbols of power?

Noticing Shyarly's panic, Colt smiled.

"No need to be so surprised. We've already killed Celestial Dragons. Destroying Enies Lobby

isn't much of a leap."

"Besides, this has nothing to do with you. Just pretend you didn't hear anything."

"Now, let's move on to my prophecy."

Shyarly nodded weakly. 'Thank you so much for the reassurance,' she thought sarcastically.

Robin relinquished her seat to Colt but remained close, curious to see his future.

Her prophecy had already been shocking.

Surely Colt's would be even more dramatic.

Shyarly calmed herself, placing her hands on the crystal ball again.

The sphere glowed once more.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Everyone watched intently, eager to see what would happen.

But oddly, after a full minute, the crystal ball only emitted light without forming any images.

"Is it broken?" Perona muttered impatiently.

Then-

BOOM!

The crystal ball exploded without warning.

Reacting instantly, Colt raised a finger, using [Gravity] to gather the shards safely, preventing

injury.

He scratched his head awkwardly.

"So... the ball exploded on its own. This has nothing to do with me. You're not going to make

me pay for it, are you?"