KATCHA-
Over the comm-link the connection was ended, Pitbull had done his job and it was up to Mark to keep Gerald's Den-Den Mushi safe away from any potential harm. As you have been following, the technologically advanced Pirate had come to this island with a very clear motive in mind, and that was for a conquest, he deluded himself into thinking that this was logical due to his faith. A faith newly sown from his time spent preparing himself over the years, whether it be advances in his cultures techniques or his own innovation either or, his time taken to improve his own skills had spiritually and psychological signs as well.
"It's so wonderful that I have a son, who's admiration runs so deep that he would act with his full trust in me." He thought, stood afar watching the battle quickly unfold between his kin and the agents.
"However I think that it would be of best interest that, once Mark disposes of the agents, which wouldn't take much longer, I would need to provide a cover so that their attentions would diversify."
"Situated upon the outskirts of the castle are a few more agents, without Haki you wouldn't be capable of finding them but all inquistive eyes fall either around myself or the confrontation sprung-up by my son. That is fine---" He said, briefly pausing as he was ready to make his move. He unfolded his arms, opting to use his left gauntlet opposed to his right. This is, strange; as from our recollection Gerald was a physical fighter and even once possessed a devil fruit however now--- things have significantly changed---
FLASHBACK
For context... A continuation of Flashback #2
..."Yes, a Gadgetoid plate. It's of my own personal design, this side of the ocean clearly doesn't have any interest in technological advancement as there are just barely any remnants to take proper inspiration from the innovation of these people actively raises my blood pressure, but it's okay. I pulled through with the new type of machinery however its quite costly in respects to it's materials, however the issue of materials will soon come to pass, I'm going to work on a machine that can replicate naturally occurring minerals so I don't have to go mining."
"So, YES! A Gadgetoid Plate, we as Kata, the forefront and adventurers of our people are required by sacred oathe to swear to the secrecy of our own identities. The gilded armor co-crafted by myself and your grandfather, Guilder Ezekiel Yopneheimer, was a special gift meant signigy conceit and showcase how truly unique I was. Acknowledged by the King himself to be an exceptional asset to--- AHEM." He stopped, the weight of situation had hit him once again, he was choked up and the axiety began to pour, no longer a trickle upon his shoulders.
"You were saying? Exceptional asset to???" Curiously inquired Mark, his eyes lighting up as though he'd never heard of that aspect of "The Big Plan".
"N-Nothing! Let's forget I mentioned that at all, don't push me to answer you about it either--- Let's get back to the topic at hand and not the "nitti-gritti" of how somethings came to be. A Gadgetoid Plate is a metallic alloy and also complex mechanical bio-structure, with intricate cogs and connections that allow it to transfigure into almost any object in accordance to overall density, mass and volume of both the amount of Gadgetoid Plate and Object are equivalent. Else you'll get an illegitate copy." Finally he turned about, revealing--- A cube?
"Sometimes I don't doubt your words or your work but, how can a complex bio-structure fold almost seamlessly into a perfect cube?" Asked Mark, he knew his father well enough to put away his curiousities until the time was right. Usually when he would do this, not telling the truth would always bite Gerald and hard.
"You'll see, right now I have to install a "Mother Board." It allows for easy communication of the many features these tend to carry, without a mother board a gadgetoid plate can't properly function and would actually just be a regular chunk of metal. "
"A neat addition to this is that, the plate's don't rust. So when I do create an armor or rebuild the Hot-Dog Suit I can integrate some of the plates. So in the next few months or so---"
END OF FLASHBACK
His fist retracted into the forearm, the metal widened revealing a plethora of windings and gears, and small shifting plates of metal and quickly Gerald's left gauntlet transformed; out of the socket of the retracted fist sprung two barrels, a prominent large barrel with a split at it's center and smaller directly underneathe... This was his esteemed Ion Blaster!
- directed-energy weapon + 3 magazines[15 bullets] (DPR: A) - 30 invention points
An Ion Blaster, a directed laser blaster that utilizes short bursts of energy-bolts to fire.
(Magazine size x2)
(Unlimited A-rank Bullets)
"---Thanks to the Lord's gift I was capable of mastering yet a new art, I didn't like the flintlocks that circulated throughout the market since they lacked an edge in battle. Rumors were my only source of knowledge since I didn't possess a ship just yet; "Pacifistas" or so they are called, large cold sentient machines with the ability to spit beams of light and to shoot them from their palms. Modelled after the "Tyrant" Bartholemew Kuma. I've never once heard of him but I thank you for the inspiration." He thought.
Gerald was a man with alot of determination and spirit, he honed his abilities the best he could and the best he knew how for the sake of his goals and dreams, and this would mark the first day he would reap it's fruits.
His polished observation Haki granted him an exceptional edge, he could peer through the concrete defenses and see his enemies without having to be wary of them. He saw four agents who hid themselves in the night; Harada, Hattori, Ichimura and Yamazaki however the most intriguing of them all was whom it is he sensed within the confines of the building. Nagakura had himself situated at the highest tower and therefore it was safe to presume that he was observing.
There were a plethora of additional targets within those walls but not all could compare to the peculiarity brought on, by Agent Yamanami. He was afar off, infact he was the closest to Gerald Yopenheimer,
"In quick succession, how many of the agents can I force to retreat with one blaster. Let's find out---" Quickly he turned his attentions, extending his left gaunlet and taking a strong pose, the gun charged and quickly ignited a new light; and he fired!
WUUUURRRR-- BLANG---BLANG---BLANG!
Attack Speed: 100 Massively Hypersonic+ Speed
DPR: 81-100: 3. Large Building Level + A(3) = 6. City Level
Three initial shots, the first aimed for the wall above Yamanani to collapse the room, the second and third shots were much lower. The second, to the lower left side of him to injure his leg and the third to cause more damage through it's trajectory!
Ah, yes the spoils of Geralds ingenuity however one must not degrade their quality. Gerald's Ion Blaster fires bolts of condensed energy however due to the amalgamation of said energy the propulsion of each bolt as added a subsequent weight to them. In addition to this, these bolts of energy carry masses of extreme temperatures thus making this an exceedingly lethal weapon. Each shot would exit his barrel with a shockwave, a streak of light would read their trajectory and upon impact they'd tear through the concrete as though a bowling ball had been thrown at extremely hypersonic speeds, whilst also leaving a circular scar; a hot-spot of where the bolt initially made contact and then it would explode releasing the energy after making a second collision--- The room would have crumbled, the surrounding concrete would crack and fall and smoke would ensue as the exploding bolts release their energy!
