"What a treacherous world government!"
"You really can't believe them!"
Moriah's tall body swung back and forth impatiently on the deck of the ship of terror.
This conventional-sized pirate ship was obviously unable to withstand the repeated ravages of such a heavyweight player.
The shaking is obvious.
In terms of body size alone, Moria can be said to be the best in the Shichibukai.
Taller than a big bear.
But there were many burn marks on his originally pale skin.
"Fortunately no other Shichibukai intervened."
Next to him was Absalom, one of the three weirdos under Moriah.
A guy with half the face of a tiger.
Holding hands, looking slightly cold.
"Hehehehe, luckily there is a woman like Hancock who is crazy there. She actually wants to meet the crazy guy who killed the Celestial Dragons in public."
Thinking of this, Moria grinned high.
Hancock, that willful woman, first made trouble because of the death of a marine.
That navy was obviously going to be part of the spoils of war for her.
And because of the crazy behavior of the guy named Bucky.
He left the battlefield very willfully.
But what Moria didn't expect was that the other party had reached such an extent, and the weakling of the World Government did not fire the other party as a Shichibukai, but instead singled him out!
He actually looked down upon him, Uncle Moria, so much!
The war had just ended, and five pacifists and a fat man with a big ax were sent to besiege him!
What's even more hateful is that Moria found that he couldn't beat him!
If Absalom hadn't come to support him, he would have been in trouble...
Moriah touched the pricking wounds on his neck, feeling lingering fear.
Twenty years ago, no, ten years ago, those slow lasers would have never touched me!
"In recent times, the sea has become more lively than when Roger died, hehehe."
"The Whitebeard Pirates have been completely crippled. The territory they have vacated is enough to cause chaos in the New World for a while."
Moria's face looked like a heterochromatic bat, with his red onion head swaying.
"Yeah." Absalom on the side also agreed with this opinion.
"I heard that Sengoku, the navy marshal, was seriously injured."
"And the sudden appearance of Blackbeard."
Moria felt that he once again smelled the signal of a major reshuffle of forces in the sea.
The last time was when Roger died, and the last time was when the Rocks Pirates were destroyed.
"Don't forget, there is also the clown."
"What a crazy guy."
"The CP organization has gone crazy."
"Not only was he given a bounty of up to 1.2 billion beli, but he was also named the enemy of the world."
Absalom opened the reward order in his palm.
The image above shows a man in a purple suit, slightly hunched over, waving elegantly at the camera.
The smile on his face is sunny and bright.
Behind the man, there was only a corner of the iron cage.
It's hard to see who is being held inside.
"Hehehehe, but all this has nothing to do with us for the time being."
Moriah raised his hand, and in his hand was a life card belonging to Dr. Hogubak.
Swaying gently in one direction towards the sea.
This is an important guide to guide them back to his base camp hidden in the foggy sea.
Following the guidance of the life card, the blackened fog was clearly visible.
The bat-like bow of the ship was swaying and gradually being swallowed up by the thick fog.
The disgusting light also dimmed.
"The atmosphere here is still comfortable."
Returning to his lair, Moriah finally let go of his tense emotions and lay down comfortably.
Neither the navy nor the world government can catch him in this sea area.
Having learned the lesson of being easily invaded by the Straw Hat Pirates and Big Bear last time, Moria drove his terrifying three-masted sailboat directly to the depths of this sea area.
Without the guidance of the life card, he might not be able to get it back.
As for the other intruders...
Don't worry, his old neighbors will take care of them.
Moria's huge body suddenly occupied the entire deck.
I was thinking in my heart that this time I must gather enough zombie legions to push the entire world before leaving!
No one can call me!
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"You mean, Moriah will come back through this?"
In the dilapidated castle, Bucky took the life card from Dr. Hogback and looked thoughtful.
Hogback nodded, very confident.
"Unless he's in a life-threatening situation, he's going to come back."
Hogubak's determination stems from Moria's ten years of living in a dead house.
It is not easy for a person to suddenly change the habits he has developed over a long period of time without external intervention.
"Really... In that case, it seems like we can play an interesting game."
"Well, it will definitely be fun."
Bucky's eyes were cast outside the castle, into the fog that was so deep that no light could be seen.
Snickering secretly.
"Would you like me to teach you how to create a good nightmare?"
"...."
"...."
On top of the castle.
The deep mist originally flowed slowly like calm sea water.
Suddenly there was a turbulent wave.
There was also a faint "moo" sound.
When the gray fog stopped again, it had turned into darkness.
Like a shadow in this foggy sea.
"Don't be afraid of that guy."
Moriah, who was lying on the deck and taking a nap, picked his ears.
As they continued to penetrate deeper into the foggy sea, the huge black shadows that connected the sky and the earth also appeared.
"What the hell is that?"
Even after staying in the foggy sea for a long time, Absalom was still afraid of this strange black shadow.
The fear of giant objects is engraved in human instinct.
"It's called the Dream Tapir."
Moriah didn't even want to raise his eyes.
He hadn't been on such a long trip for almost ten years, so when he finally came back, he naturally had to reward himself by lying down for a few months.
"A guy who likes to make people dream. As long as you don't be afraid, that guy won't come to you."
When Moria first came to this sea area, he had dealt with this neighbor for a while.
He even thought about turning this guy into his subordinate.
Then your combat power must have jumped up!
It's a pity that this guy can't be caught at all.
It is in the thick fog just like the fish-man is in the sea.
"Can you really not care?"
Absalom sounded suspicious.
The black shadow seemed to condense into a hand, waving as if to persuade them not to go back.
Unfortunately, Moriah, who was completely relaxed when he returned to his hometown, didn't even bother to raise his eyes.
He lay there until the ship of terror docked at his base camp.
The tall city gate is in the shape of a row of teeth.
Open wide.
He seems to be very enthusiastic about welcoming the return of the owner of this place.
There was a surge when the water inside and outside met.
Taking advantage of the situation, he swallowed the terrifying ship.
