Chapter 592: Germa, Transformation!!!
Bill rubbed his nose with his fingers, a hint of pride evident in his gesture as he confidently extended four fingers.
"While my own Fighting power isn't particularly impressive, I'm still fully capable of testing power levels up to 4,000 points," he declared with assurance.
"Is that so? Then I can proceed without concern," Reiju replied, a subtle smile playing at her lips.
"Absolutely. Go ahead," Bill encouraged, his voice brimming with confidence.
However, the moment those words left his mouth, immediate regret washed over him.
Reiju slowly withdrew a small pink device shaped like a canister, emblazoned with the number "0." The moment Bill laid eyes on this gadget, his pupils contracted rapidly, and his eyes widened in sudden recognition.
A cascade of emotions flickered across his face—shock, excitement, and profound regret—as his complexion cycled between flushed red and pallid blue, creating an expression that was paradoxically both terrified and delighted.
"W-wait, what is that?!" he stammered. "Sister Reiju, hold on a minute! This is supposed to be a simple test—it shouldn't require anything so serious!"
Bill's speech grew increasingly incoherent. Having recognized the device, he experienced conflicting emotions of excitement and fear.
As a devoted fan of the popular manga series "Sea Warrior Sora," he immediately understood what was about to happen. This realization gave him the surreal satisfaction of "an ordinary civilian witnessing Ultraman's transformation in person."
Yet simultaneously, as an enthusiastic follower of the series, he was acutely aware of Germa's formidable capabilities. The organization represented an adversary that even Sora struggled to overcome. Surely he wouldn't be killed by such a powerful enemy... right?
While Bill was lost in these anxious musings, Reiju had already positioned the transformation device against her lower abdomen. Instantly, a brilliant light enveloped her, so dazzling that the Marines secretly observing from a distance were forced to shield their eyes, blinking rapidly against the intense radiance.
The effect was especially overwhelming for Sanji and Bill, who stood closest to the phenomenon. Despite Bill's desperate desire to witness Reiju's transformation with his own eyes, the blinding flash compelled him to look away.
When they finally dared to open their eyes again, Reiju stood before them in an entirely new outfit.
"It's here! Germa's most advanced technology! The Battle Suit!!!" exclaimed one of the onlookers, unable to contain his excitement.
As Reiju revealed her transformed appearance, every comic enthusiast present erupted in enthusiastic cheers.
She now wore black headphones marked with the emblem "66" and a striking blue scarf elegantly wrapped around her neck. Her upper body was clothed in a pink mini-dress featuring a dramatic opening that extended from her neckline down to her lower abdomen. Specialized gloves adorned her hands, while her feet were encased in a pair of pink and white high-tech boots. Behind her flowed a purple cape that resembled delicate butterfly wings, completing the extraordinary ensemble.
Reiju's outfit projected both sensuality and sophistication, but its aesthetic appeal belied its true function. The combat suit was constructed entirely from shape-memory metal—a material so resilient that even intense flames couldn't damage it. The cape flowing from her shoulders served as her strongest defensive asset, capable of withstanding most conventional attacks.
Curious onlookers began gathering around, staring at Bill with a mixture of fascination and sympathy. His appearance had transformed dramatically—his face now bruised, several teeth missing, presenting a truly pitiful sight.
The technological boots not only enhanced the wearer's jumping capabilities but also featured jets in the heels and soles that enabled hovering and flight, granting the advantage of aerial combat.
In essence, this battle uniform represented the perfect fusion of beauty and advanced technology—Judge Vinsmoke's proudest creation aside from his genetic manipulation of his children's bloodlines.
Having completed her transformation, Reiju glanced briefly at Sanji, who appeared bewildered, clearly struggling to comprehend the situation. She then turned to Bill with a serene smile and inquired:
"How does this look? Shall we begin?"
Bill swallowed nervously. "...Is this really necessary?"
He stood utterly dumbfounded. This was meant to be a straightforward strength assessment—was such elaborate battle gear truly warranted? His thoughts had already shifted to how he might convince Sanji to compensate him afterward with specially prepared nutritious meals during his inevitable stay in the infirmary.
"Hmm? Actually, now that I think about it, I don't seem to be at any particular disadvantage," Bill suddenly realized, his spirits inexplicably lifting.
"Alright, let's do this! I'm ready!!" he declared with renewed enthusiasm.
Having reconciled himself to his fate, Bill assumed a defensive stance, closed his eyes, and braced for the impending impact.
Reiju didn't hesitate. Almost the instant Bill finished speaking, she vanished from sight.
When she reappeared, she was standing precisely where Bill had been positioned just moments before.
Meanwhile, Bill had been launched skyward, tracing a graceful arc above the training ground before disappearing into the ceiling with a sickening crunch. Moments later, he plummeted back down, colliding with the grass below and sustaining additional damage from the secondary impact.
The assembled spectators exchanged bewildered glances and began muttering among themselves, their voices hushed with disbelief at the display of power they had just witnessed.