Shadow's physical skills seem to be on par with Moria's.
But there are still some gaps in the big scissors.
The large scissors specially made for cutting shadows are originally the nemesis of shadows.
Even Moria's own shadow.
"Hehehehe..." His big bat-like face finally revealed a snicker.
It was really scary just now.
It doesn't matter if Moria himself loses to the pacifist. After all, that thing uses Kizaru's laser, but what does it mean to let his own shadow defeat him?
Does he, the former Shichibukai, still want to show his face?
The big scissors glowing with cold light cut the shadowed scissors in half with a click.
Shadow didn't seem surprised by this change.
He is a part of Moria, so he naturally expected such a result.
"Hehehehe——"
Shadow's smile did not diminish at all, and that iconic laugh always felt very harsh to Moriah's ears now.
He had a very ominous premonition.
The shadow stood calmly.
Then he raised his hand and punched himself.
Damn it!
Moriah's eyes suddenly opened wide.
This time it's the true shadow revolution.
A move that Moria developed himself and is proud of.
The shadow is connected to the entity, so if the entity changes, the shadow will also change.
On the contrary, if the shadow changes, theoretically the entity will also change.
He once used one move to control the demon Oz to elongate his arms and legs.
Now it was down to himself.
Shadow punched himself hard, and the changes also happened to the entity Moria.
Moriah groaned, his cheeks stinging.
As expected, he himself knows best how to hit himself more painfully!
But the shadow doesn't hurt.
"Why would he listen to you?"
Moriah lowered his head. This was what he couldn't understand the most.
Even the divided shadow is still my own shadow.
Why are the elbows turned outward?
"listen?"
"No, no, no, we just have a cooperative relationship."
Bucky gently closed the coffin lid. It was his first time sleeping in such a place.
But it has to be said that the excellent sound insulation of the coffin improved his sleep quality a lot.
"The only person who really has an opinion on you is yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shadow slapped himself hard twice.
Two snapping sounds.
Molia's pale skin turned red.
But he still reluctantly raised his head and looked at his own shadow in confusion.
Dissatisfied with yourself?
His own dissatisfaction with himself?
Shadow was as big as Moriah, and his grinning mouth seemed to be sarcastic.
Then he slapped his face twice.
"Because you are alive, you will lose."
"On this point, I must be right!"
Moria still stubbornly raised his head and looked directly at his shadow.
"Hoguback and the others will definitely create a zombie army that can dominate the world!"
He didn't say a word about what he wanted to do.
Shadow slapped himself twice.
Moria's cheeks were already as rosy as if they had just been taken out of the pot.
It hurt so much that tears burst out of my eyes.
"I am right!"
How could he, the grand old Shichibukai, Mr. Moria, admit his mistake? !
"..."
"..."
"I was wrong."
Moriah, who was bruised and swollen all over, lowered his head in front of Bucky.
After some fighting with the shadow, he accepted his fate.
In the past, Moria scoffed at the theory that the existence of fruits was mutually exclusive, but now he believed it.
The split fruit is the biggest nemesis of his shadow fruit!
There was a kind of sadness in his heart that he couldn't be bright when he was born.
How could there be products with abilities in this world that can actively attack ability users?
Fortunately, he just gave up to his own shadow.
it's not a big deal.
He comforted himself to save some face from being a great pirate.
"wrong?"
Bucky turned his head, his eyes had been on the thick fog in the sky.
The dark shadows in the thick fog seemed to be getting closer.
It marveled at what happened to Moriah, at his pain and fear.
I even want to take a bite.
Just out of instinctive caution, we always maintain a certain distance.
Explaining pain and fear is not enough.
"Who said you were wrong?"
The confusion in his words didn't seem like hypocrisy.
"Didn't you say you were dissatisfied with me?"
Moria automatically regarded this dissatisfied object as the slightly funny clown in front of him.
Although I don’t know why the other party treats me like this...
"No no no."
"The shadow is your own embodiment, a collection of your fears and longings."
"The one you have to defeat is yourself."
Bucky waved his hand and pointed at the shadow that had climbed to the top of the castle at some point.
The shadow spreads its hands on the top of the tower, preparing for free fall.
Gudong——
Moria's already pale complexion turned pale with fear, and her lips trembled.
He finally discovered it.
The shadow wants Moria to fight it constantly.
As long as it stops or "bullies" it with scissors, the shadow will start self-mutilation mode.
"No, you can't jump!"
Moriah's voice trembled.
Shadow turned his head, and the corners of his mouth that reached to his ears remained unchanged.
It jumped.
Bang.
Make a big hole in the ground in the manner of a shallot hitting the ground.
"Hey————"
Moriah, who did nothing, burst into tears in pain.
But before the pain subsided, he saw the shadow climb up from the pit again, and then moved towards the top of the castle without hesitation.
Moriah's mind was in a state of confusion.
In order to alleviate the damage caused by the shadow's self-mutilation, he could only fight with the shadow.
But the fist that hit Shadow also had an effect on himself.
It is equivalent to saying that in order to prevent the shadow from hurting himself, he chose to hurt the shadow and himself at the same time.
Damn it!
Why is it so roundabout!
But the pain is real.
The wailing of the body is also a real torture to the soul.
There is even torture in the bottom of my heart, endless torture of myself for having lived a bad life for so many years.
The great pirate was humiliated by being easily defeated by his juniors one after another.
It’s the self that was so complacent under the execution platform in the past, the self that dared to fight head-on with the strongest creature, the torture of the present self.
Moria saw the clown's playful face again, slowly overlapping with the shadow's grin.
Dr. Hogback's greeting echoed repeatedly in his mind.
"Welcome home, my lord."
"Welcome home--"
"No, this is not home, this is a nightmare!"
Moriah's eyes contained tears.
"Hey hey hey, my fish finally bit the hook."
Bucky was in no mood to pay attention to Moriah's whining.
He looked up at the sky occupied by black shadows.
Pain and fear seem to be the delicacies of this shadow.
It quietly covered the top of the terrifying dhow.
In the world of black shadow, that cheerful pirate ship.
Bucky, who had hacked all his companions to death again, also raised his head.
He has always stayed here.
The ship's lantern fell on the ship's deck and ignited a fire on Youlan.
It's just that the slightly thin figure didn't show any fear in the fire, he just raised his head.
Their gazes penetrated the shadow's body and merged together.
"For the 489th time, I caught you."
