One Piece: Talent Copy System!

Chapter 133: The Underworld River

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Noir directed the Underworld Pirates, steering the Thriller Bark towards a specific location.

Once there, he led everyone to the bow of the ship, where they gazed out at the sea before them.

Lucci, puzzled, asked, "Why have you brought us here?"

Noir smiled faintly. "To show you my new ability."

He extended a hand, pressing it against the air. "Everyone, let's take a trip to The Underworld."

As his voice fell, a massive vortex appeared in the air before him, and a thick black fog began to spread across the sea.

This fog was even more eerie than the mists of the Florian Triangle. It slowly enveloped the entire ship, swallowing it whole.

From an outsider's perspective, the colossal ship, as large as an island, simply vanished, consumed by the black fog.

The Underworld Pirates panicked. Lucci, his expression grim, observed their surroundings. "What's happening?"

Robin quickly noticed something unusual and pointed towards the sea. "The water... what has it become?"

The blue sea had transformed into a strange, dull. Yet, it wasn't murky; it seemed oddly pure, even sparkling with faint points of light.

The crew stared at the water in astonishment. Brook, brought along for the ride, suddenly experienced a strange sensation. A ghostly, greenish-blue form emerged from his body.

The sight nearly sent the crew into a frenzy. Brook's soul looked down at itself in surprise. "I've become a soul again?"

Noir, observing Brook's soul, muttered thoughtfully, as if entering a trance. "Spirits who evade the curse of death by the power of demonic might cannot set foot in Underworld..."

A chill ran down Robin's spine. She looked at Noir, concern etched on her face. "Are you alright?"

Noir snapped out of his trance, scratching his head. "I don't know why, I just felt compelled to say that..."

Robin continued to watch him with worry.

He seemed like his usual self, yet there was an ancient, almost weary, quality to his demeanor.

The Thriller Bark sailed steadily into the Underworld River. It seemed endless, with nothing but the strange water in every direction.

Occasionally, flashes of crimson light flickered on the surface, like scattered flower petals...

Noir was puzzled. This is the Underworld River?

The System's description of this ability had promised a personal pocket dimension, a gateway to the Underworld River, filled with objects of unique power.

But there was nothing here but the sea. Not a single other thing in sight.

And if this truly was Underworld, shouldn't there be some sort of structure?

Were the underworld gods not on duty?

"Forget it, let's go back..." Noir said, shaking his head in disappointment, turning to give the order to his crew.

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No response.

Noir whirled around. Everyone on the ship had vanished!