One Piece: Lightning's Heir

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Arthur casually eliminated the Shandians who had troubled the Skypieans for centuries, as if swatting a few flies, then turned and headed back to the temple, appearing rather uninterested.

No one on Skypiea was strong enough to make him take things seriously. A single bolt of lightning could slay almost anyone. Aside from training and developing his fruit abilities, there was nothing else to do.

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Time passed uneventfully, and another two months passed.

In the temple, upon the high golden throne, Arthur lay sprawled lazily, tiny arcs of electricity coursing across his body. His muscles rhythmically twitched.

"The modifications to the 'Ark Thor' still aren't complete? What are those shipwrights doing?"

His voice was indifferent, yet it held a divine authority, like a soft whisper that boomed like thunder, making the guards in the temple tremble and sweat profusely.

Those in positions of power naturally developed an intimidating aura. Arthur, the acknowledged God of Skypiea—has this quality in spades.

"Lord God, your 'Ark Thor' has been redesigned. The shipwrights are working hard to build it. This is the blueprint they asked me to deliver to you. Please, take a look!"

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(I'm changing the name of The Ark to Thor. Its appearance closely resembles Marvel's Helicarrier.)

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Constance—as Arthur's loyal servant, immediately presented the Ark Thor blueprints, bowing low with humility.

"If it's been designed, why wasn't it brought to me sooner?" Arthur glanced at him, instantly making Constance drop to his knees, not daring to reply.

"My Liege, you're mistaken. The blueprints were just delivered!" An old man behind Constance spoke up, neither servile nor overbearing.

This man was a descendant of the person who designed the Waver centuries ago. His shipbuilding skills were among the best on Skypiea. He often used various Dials to create everyday items and weapons for the Divine Soldiers. He was a rare talent.

"Hmm!" Arthur nodded, not particularly concerned.

He unfolded the blueprints, carefully examining his design for the exterior, and their rendition of the future Ark Thor!

The first thing depicted on the blueprint was Thor's shape, similar to the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier from the Marvel movies in his previous life, only much smaller and sleeker to maintain speed. The lines were more aesthetically pleasing.

The entire ship was to be made of gold, incredibly ostentatious, designed to dazzle and blind. It had three levels, complete with a kitchen, bathroom, training room, bathhouse, and so on, totaling twenty to thirty rooms.

There was also a flat, spacious open-air deck, large enough to host a party for a hundred people, covered with the pure white fur of Skypiea's Thunder Beasts.

To add some life and avoid being too empty and quiet, the rear of the deck was to have some plants and a sightseeing fish pond.

At the bow of the ship, the most crucial position, stood a golden pavilion. From the base of the pavilion rose two power crystal balls, each a meter in diameter.

"A Perfect creation!" Arthur flipped through the pages, noticing slight modifications to the components, all designed to make the ship perfectly functional.

He was quite satisfied, and his mood improved considerably. "How does the Ark Thor's overall specs compare to other ships?"

"Reporting to God!" The old man puffed out his chest proudly.

"Ark Thor's exterior was designed by you. This streamlined body is extremely suitable for sailing, whether on the sea or in the sky. Its speed will be several times faster than a Waver."

"We've designed Breath Dials at the rear. Once accelerated, I estimate it will be more than ten times faster than a Waver. However, this will require exponentially more electricity, but since you, Lord God, control lightning, this minor consumption is negligible."

"At the bow, we've designed a very rare Impact Dial cannon—also powered by electricity! The shockwave it releases can pulverize ships miles away. It's incredibly powerful!"

"Furthermore, even when stationary, it can hover in the air, consuming a negligible amount of electricity."

"This flying ship—has taken us nearly a year to modify. We guarantee that every part is in the most perfect condition, more than enough for you, Lord God, to reach the Endless Vearth!" The old man raised his head proudly, the whiskers on his chin quivering, making him look rather comical.

Arthur scoffed at his mention of the Endless Vearth. These Skypieans were obsessed with it, assuming everyone else was too.

Arthur wasn't building this ship to go to the moon, but to conquer the seas. In his opinion, what was so great about a desolate place like the moon? He wasn't Enel, living it up with a harem of robots.

The old man continued, "However, there's one thing I don't quite understand. Gold is a rather soft material, and at sea, it can be corroded by seawater, causing it to lose its luster. My Liege, why not add some other materials, such as wood?"

"That's none of your concern!" Arthur waved his hand, interrupting him.

Wood... how low-class!

And what if the gold loses its luster? He could use his lightning to refine it, making it good as new.

Besides, there was so much gold on the Grand Line. He could easily repair the exterior as long as the internal structure remained intact.

Arthur rested his left hand on his head, tapping his right hand on the golden throne. "Enough talk. How long will it take to complete the Ark? I want you to finish it as quickly as possible!"

"This..." The old man smiled awkwardly. "—The other craftsmen and I have calculated the time. To complete the Ark, we will need a lot of gold. Moreover, all the gold must be melted down and reshaped. The workload is enormous. We estimate it will take at least five years..."

"Five years? That's too long!" Arthur frowned, instantly conflicted.

It was currently 1495. Five years later, it would be 1500. Roger would have already been King of the Pirates for three years. The Golden Lion would have lost his legs. Red Count would have been captured. How could he wait that long?

"Is there any way to shorten the time?" Arthur asked gravely.

"Sir, it will take at least five years! There are too few craftsmen on Skypiea. This is already quite fast. However, I hear that you, Lord God, control lightning and can melt metal with electric heat and shape it at will. With your help, the time could be reduced by about three years!" The old shipwright's eyes shone as he looked at Arthur.

Arthur was feeling frustrated. Blue lightning flickered around him, crackling.

"I can help them build the components for about a year. After one year, regardless of whether it's finished or not, I'm going to sea!"

One year later, it would be 1496. Roger would be touring the Four Seas and returning to the Grand Line. Arthur had to meet Roger, or he would regret it for the rest of his life.

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