Chapter 1631 Unknown Devil Fruit (1)

Charlotte understood his son's determination, and he nodded silently to show his agreement. Then, he casually took out a devil fruit from his pocket, which was one of the three unknown devil fruits.

Powell looked closely and found that this fruit was not the one he had taken before.

However, he didn't care because he was determined to try all possibilities.

"No matter what, I'm going to give it a try. If the ability of the fruit is not good, it won't be too late to change it then. If the ability is good, then it would be great."

Powell thought to himself.

Powell carefully took the shit-yellow devil fruit from his father's hand, as if it were a bomb that would explode at any time.

He stared at the fruit with wide eyes, feeling an indescribable uneasiness in his heart.

Although he was mentally prepared, when he opened his mouth to bite, he found that his movements became unusually slow, as if an invisible force was stopping him.

Powell's throat seemed to be blocked by something, preventing him from swallowing the fruit smoothly.

He stared at the shit-yellow devil fruit in front of him, and his uneasiness grew stronger.

That bad premonition followed him like a shadow, making him full of fear and disgust towards the fruit.

However, after a moment's hesitation, Powell made up his mind and mustered up the courage to take a bite.

The moment his teeth touched the fruit, a strong strange smell suddenly rushed into his nostrils, almost suffocating him.

The smell was like a mixture of rotting corpses and sewers, disgusting.

Powell's stomach churned, and a strong feeling of nausea came over him. He couldn't help but want to vomit.

But at this moment, he remembered those people who had eaten the devil fruit before, and they all endured the disgusting feeling.

Powell told himself that he couldn't lose face and he had to persevere.

So, he suppressed his nausea, clenched his teeth tightly, and stuffed the shit-yellow devil fruit in his hand that had been bitten into his mouth.

The disgusting taste spread in his mouth, making his tongue numb.

Seeing this, Charlotte quickly and considerately brought Powell a glass of milk, hoping to relieve Powell's discomfort.

Powell took the milk without hesitation, as if he had found a life-saving straw, and drank it all in one gulp.

After putting down the cup, Powell took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil.

Charlotte tactfully stepped back a few steps, leaving Powell enough space so that he could better demonstrate his abilities.

"Now, show us what you can do!"

Charlotte said expectantly.

Powell nodded vigorously, and then immediately began to mobilize the power of the devil fruit in his body.

After all, he had eaten a devil fruit before, and although it has been stripped away now, he still has some experience in how to use this power.

Now after eating the devil fruit, Powell seems to have a mysterious power surging in his body.

He could clearly feel the existence of this power, like an instinct, guiding him to mobilize the power of the devil fruit he had just acquired.

As Powell tried, he gradually felt the power flowing in his body, like a raging torrent, surging endlessly.

The force was so strong that he could barely control it.

When Powell mobilized the power of the devil fruit to the extreme and was about to release it, he suddenly felt an indescribable pressure accumulating in his body.

At that moment, his body seemed to lose control. With a muffled "puff!", a large amount of gas suddenly came out of Powell's back door.

This sudden scene made the whole place quiet, and everyone's eyes paused slightly, as if time had frozen at this moment.

However, after a brief moment of shock, Powell felt an unprecedented comfort.

He couldn't help but groan, as if all the pressure in his body was released along with the gas.

But soon, he realized that something was wrong and turned his head sharply to look at the faint yellow gas behind him.

"Is this... fart?"

Powell's eyes widened as he stared at the stinky fart he had released in disbelief, his face filled with shock and embarrassment.

Powell himself was shocked by this powerful force and was a little overwhelmed. He originally thought that something earth-shattering would happen, but he did not expect such an embarrassing result.

"Hahahahaha!"

At this moment, a ruthless laugh sounded like thunder.

In the audience, people seemed to be ignited and burst into laughter.

The laughter was like waves, one after another, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

Even the usually cold Esdeath couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a barely noticeable smile.

Among all the laughter, the one who laughed the loudest was undoubtedly Caesar. His laughter echoed throughout the entire venue, as if it was going to blow the roof off.

"Hahahaha!"

Caesar's laughter echoed in the air, as if it was about to break through the clouds.

"It's actually farting. Is this the legendary Parahuman Fart-Fart Fruit?"

He pointed his finger at Powell, with a cruel look on his face.

Powell's face turned red instantly, and his ears were filled with the laughter of people around him, which made him feel extremely angry and humiliated.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at Caesar, wishing he could rush up and punch him immediately.

"asshole!"

In the next second, Powell could no longer bear this humiliation and he roared with a deafening voice.

As he roared, another earth-shattering fart sound erupted.

This time, Powell farted at his older brothers and sisters in the audience who were laughing at him.

In an instant, a faint yellow gas flew towards the audience at an astonishing speed like a cannonball.

The audience screamed in fear and tried to dodge, but the speed of the gas was too fast and they had no time to react.

However, at this critical moment, Caesar showed his amazing reaction speed.

He took a deep breath and then suddenly exhaled a large amount of wind from his mouth.

The strong wind was like a tornado, with such powerful force that it blew Powell's fart back.

In an instant, the fart was like a yellow whirlwind, tightly enveloping Powell.

Not only that, the stench spread quickly and even affected Charlotte's surroundings.

Charlotte frowned at the stench. He quickly covered his nose and stepped back, glaring at Caesar fiercely.