Pirate: This Marine has two Rinnegan.

"I'm fine. I've already executed Barrett. Now let me see what's wrong with the bump on your head."

Kalifa nodded and took a makeup mirror from her pocket, handing it to Chiga.

Chiga took it and looked at her forehead in the light, and found that there was indeed a bump there, and the center of the bump was red.

When Chiga reached out and touched it again, she found that the bump was only a little itchy and did not cause any pain.

Suddenly, the image of a race that was passionate about planting trees appeared in his mind: the Otsutsuki.

Thinking of this, Qianhe quickly placed his hands in front of him and examined them carefully. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he found that the skin on his hands had become even whiter.

Chiga quickly asked Kalifa,

"Kalifa, do you think I'm a little fairer now?"

Kalifa was taken aback, then tilted her head adorably, staring at Chihiro's face and examining it over and over again.

Upon closer inspection, she could indeed see that Qianhe had become even fairer, making his already handsome face even more striking.

Dazzled by Chiga's stunning good looks, she stared at his face in a daze.

Seeing that Kalifa had been staring at his face without moving for a long time, Chiga couldn't help but wave his hand in front of her face and ask,

"Kalifa, what's wrong? Has my face gotten paler?"

"So handsome... oh no, so fair-skinned! Boss, your skin has definitely become fairer!"

Chiga automatically ignored the two words before Kalifa, because he always had a good understanding of his own face.

What he cared about was that he had really become fair-skinned, and combined with the bump on his forehead, he was now 80% certain that his body had officially entered the Otsutsuki mode.

Magellan, who was standing to the side, watched as Chiga and Kalifa touched and questioned each other, and couldn't help but lean forward and ask Chiga,

"Chiga, you've already killed Barrett, haven't you? Where's his body?"

"I'll keep his body for my own use. Don't worry, he's definitely dead."

After saying that, before Magellan could speak, Chiga suddenly looked into Magellan's eyes.

Locked onto by a pair of Rinnegan eyes, Magellan felt the hairs on his body stand on end. He swallowed hard, swallowing back the thought of asking further questions.

Chiga stared into Magellan's eyes, and suddenly, he spoke.

"Magellan, use your Devil Fruit power to attack me."

"Nani?!"

Magellan was so frightened that he took two steps back. He really couldn't understand what was wrong with Chiga.

Even he, the user of the Venom-Venom Fruit, was wary of its power, and now Chiga wanted him to use his ability on him.

Magellan muttered to himself, looking at the bump on Chiga's forehead.

"Was his head damaged by Barrett before he died?"

However, Chiga had no intention of letting Magellan off the hook. He just wanted to confirm his own thoughts, and he continued...

"I have some things to verify. Feel free to use your abilities on me. Don't be afraid, I'll be fine."

Even Qianhe himself didn't know that this time his voice sounded completely devoid of emotion, so sacred and majestic that it gave people an unquestionable feeling.

Kalifa looked at Chiga with concern; she felt that Chiga seemed like a completely different person now.

Magellan was stunned by Chiga's voice. He had a feeling that if he refused again, he would incur the wrath of the gods.

This feeling is very abstract, yet incredibly clear.

He swallowed again, ignoring the rumbling in his stomach.

With great difficulty, he tore his gaze away from Chika's Rinnegan, steeling his resolve, and said in a deep voice,

"Do whatever you want! If you get poisoned, I'll get you an antidote!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple liquid began to ooze from Magellan's right arm. It was a highly toxic venom; once it came into contact with the skin and there was no antidote, one would endure a period of excruciating pain before dying—a truly horrific fate.

However, Chiga was somewhat dissatisfied. He frowned and said,

"That's not enough. Don't you have a more potent red venom? Use that."

Magellan was taken aback, wondering how Chiga knew him so well. But since things had come to this point, let the storm rage on!

His gaze narrowed slightly as the purple venom on his arm began to turn red. The resulting red venom dripped onto the ground, emitting a chilling sizzling sound.

Chiga was finally satisfied. He opened the doorway and looked at Kalifa, giving her some instructions.

"Kalifa, go inside and wait for a while. Getting your hands on this venom will cause a lot of trouble!"

Kalifa nodded immediately, and then, as Chiga had said, walked toward the doorway space.

Once inside the doorway, she breathed a sigh of relief, a faint smile appearing on her face.

Kalifa was truly frightened by Chiga's emotionless voice just now. She was afraid that some mysterious change had occurred to Chiga, and that she had become a different person.

But from Qianhe's caring words, she knew that her boss was still the same gentle man she used to be, the best boss in the world!

Chapter 156 High Emperor's Spirit Venerable

After watching Kalifa enter, Chiga nodded to Magellan and said,

"bring it on!"

Magellan said no more, gritted his teeth and unleashed a large amount of red venom at Chiga.

A surging tide of venom instantly engulfed Barrett's cell, and Chiga's figure was also submerged within it.

Magellan immediately regretted launching the attack; he had overdone it and sprayed too much venom.

But he had no time to think about anything else, because Chiga had been silent ever since she was submerged in the venom, and it was best to find her as soon as possible.

He pressed his hands to the ground, and the venom gathered along his hands. Gradually, a red figure appeared in the center of the cell.

The figure was naturally Chiga. Magellan's heart sank when he saw Chiga's body covered in venom, and he immediately accelerated the venom recovery process.

Suddenly, a repulsive force erupted from Qianhe's body, instantly shaking off all the venom covering him.

The splattered venom even splashed onto Magellan's face, but he seemed oblivious. At this moment, he was staring blankly at Chiga in front of him, his gaze fixed on the horn that had suddenly appeared on the right side of Chiga's forehead.

The shape of that horn can be described as very artistic. It is milky white in color and presents a beautiful arc shape, with some additional branches on it.

The base has scaly protrusions, and the tip of the horn is a dark red, like faintly seeping blood.

As this horn grew, the purple of Chiga's Rinnegan deepened, and her entire demeanor changed once again, giving people a contradictory feeling of being approachable yet distant.

Chiga reached out to touch the horn growing on his forehead. The moment his hand touched the horn, a cool sensation traveled up his arm and into his body, invigorating him.

Looking at his body, which remained intact even after being washed by the venom, Chiga smiled charmingly, a smile that even stunned Magellan, a straight man of steel.

He hadn't taken any defensive measures when facing Magellan's venom; he had simply withstood the attack with his bare body.

At first, it was indeed a bit uncomfortable, but as a swelling sensation came from his forehead and a horn grew out, he felt his body lighten, as if he were soaking in a hot spring while immersed in the highly toxic venom.

The horn had even absorbed some of the venom, which is why the tip of its horn turned red.

Now that Chiga had gotten used to the horn's presence, with a thought, the entire horn was immediately enveloped in a milky white halo, and the red on it flowed like blood.

Magellan watched the changes in the horn without blinking, feeling a sense of profound familiarity emanating from it.

The "red blood" on the horn flowed downwards, exiting from the root and then appearing on the skin between Chiga's right eye and the root of the horn, looking like several small streams flowing into Chiga's right Rinnegan.

As the "red blood" flowed in, Chiga's right pupil turned blood red. Suddenly, he stretched out his arm towards Magellan and whispered,

"Gao Huangchan Lingzun."

Before Magellan could react, Chiga's right arm transformed into a gigantic red poisonous dragon that lunged forward.

"boom!"

The red dragon, carrying Magellan's massive body, charged into the opposite cell, its scream abruptly cut short.

Don't get me wrong, that wasn't Magellan's scream, but rather the scream of some unlucky guy with a bounty of hundreds of millions in the opposite cell.

Magellan struggled to crawl out of the venom, and before he could even understand what was happening, the sight around him made his eyes widen in disbelief, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

All the facilities in the cell, including the walls, had been corroded by the venom and turned into something like mud, melting away at a visible rate.

The most terrifying thing was a prisoner who was originally in this cell. He was now reduced to a few pale bone fragments. As soon as he saw these fragments, they turned into wisps of smoke and disappeared.

Magellan remembered that the cell contained a man named Basque Chote, an alcoholic.

After remembering the unfortunate fellow's name, he forgot about it. Quite a few important figures had died today; one more drunkard wouldn't make a difference.

Magellan struggled to sit up from the venom. He was a venomous being, so he wasn't afraid of the venom's corrosive effects. What made him uneasy was that this was clearly his ability.

Moreover, when this ability came from Qianhe's hands, it was more than twice as strong as the attack he had just launched, both in terms of range and damage.

He was completely dumbfounded by what was happening before his eyes, and even forgot to care that he had become the test subject of this trick.

Standing in the opposite cell, Chika smiled at Magellan. Although he had ordered Magellan to attack him, the guy was really ruthless. He had been in a bit of a predicament when he didn't have horns.

So, the cunning man couldn't resist getting his revenge.

As for the venom attack that was even stronger than Magellan's, it was naturally an ability inherent in his horn.

That is like Momoshiki Otsutsuki, who absorbs the enemy's attacks and returns them many times over!

Moreover, Chiga's Takamura Spirit Lord doesn't have the drawback of Momoshiki Otsutsuki, who can only use absorbed attacks once; he can use them infinitely.

Chiga was still somewhat puzzled by this, because he had never heard of the horns on the heads of the Otsutsuki clan having any additional abilities. After thinking about it, he could only conclude that it was a mutation.

Of course, mutation sounds a bit unpleasant; evolution would be a better term.

It has to be said that this trip to the deep-sea prison has brought me tremendous benefits. It can be said that the strength of Chiga before and after this trip is now on a completely different level.

The remaining red venom coiled around Chihiro's right arm like a nimble little snake. He approached Magellan, extended a hand, and said apologetically,

"Excuse me, Director Magellan, I couldn't control my newly acquired power. Are you alright?"

Magellan shook his head blankly, then took Chika's hand and stood up from the venom. All he wanted now was to get back to the toilet and quietly think about what had happened that day.

Chiga seemed to see through his intentions and asked a question.

"Chief Magellan, do you need to go to the bathroom again?"

"Ah... yes."

"Hmm, the side effects of the Venom-Venom Fruit are indeed troublesome. How about this, I have a way that will allow you to work normally while going to the toilet in the future. Do you want to try it?"