All evil: My crew is a hundred million evil

"Take back what I said before, your strength is not weaker than Doflamingo, but you still need to miss the chance to defeat me!"Mogakure Moriah's expression gradually became solemn. He drew out the long sword from his waist and decided to have a close combat with the opponent, hoping to defeat Kumar with the help of the weapon and the two-color domineering.

At this stage, Mogakure Moriah is not very good at using the power of the devil fruit. Instead, he is proficient in swordsmanship and two-color domineering. Once he encounters a strong man, he usually does not use the power of the devil fruit.

Unlike in the original work, his swordsmanship and domineering were almost forgotten, and he only knew to use his Shadow Fruit ability to fight the enemy. His strength can be said to be negligible, which is so bad that it makes people speechless.

"Hand-to-hand combat? Don't think you are that strong?"

"Go to hell! Pirates!"

Kumar, who also drew out the famous sword from his waist, rushed towards Moria again. Although he was not a swordsman, he still needed a weapon to make up for the shortcomings in attack and defense when his armed color domineering was not strong enough. After all, not everyone has the physical body and domineering of those fruitless entity masters.

And as the person in charge of the underground business in the first half of the Grand Line, how could Kumar not have a famous sword?

""Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The two fought back and forth, and neither showed any sign of defeat. It must be said that Gekko Moriah was indeed strong enough during this period. No wonder he acted so recklessly. He really had never experienced the feeling of being beaten by a super strong man, and gradually he began to think that no one in the world would be stronger than him.

Look at Moriah's men? That's a bit miserable. Not long after the fight, many people died. After all, the overall strength of his pirate group was too weak. Facing the elite members under Kumar, they would be killed in just a few moves.

If this goes on, it won't be long before Gekko Moriah becomes a commander without troops, and his identity as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea will be automatically revoked, and he will no longer be eligible for appointment.

On the other side, on Beehive Island, Remington took Sana, fully armed, and left the palace with only a few people, and boarded a small cruise ship, heading towards Fishman Island. Go.

He had thought about going to Sky Island before. It happened that he had nothing to do at the moment, so he went around the world to see if he could recruit some talents. At the same time, he also wanted to find the trace of the Thunder Fruit.

Since he had to fight a protracted war with the three forces, the first thing Remington had to do was to expand the combat power under his command. When the leaders of the three forces reacted, he would give them a big surprise and make them completely lose the will to resist.

Originally, he was thinking of sending people to Sky Island, but after fighting with Im not long ago, he gave up the idea. Remington didn't want to take any risks at this time, so he could only go there himself.

Remington and Shana's trip hardly alarmed anyone. The entourage only brought a few female warriors from the original Nine Snake Island. They were dressed in beautiful clothes. No one would have thought that the person on this cruise ship was Remington, who had the title of"the strongest pirate in history."

"clang!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Moria, this is what you will get for daring to attack my men."

Two hours later, on the deserted island, Kumar easily took the long sword swung by Moria, laughing and mocking him.

The fighters under Moria's command had been reduced from hundreds to dozens, and those minions were not included. The corpses of pirates were lying everywhere on the island, and there were countless broken limbs. Even if this war ended now, Moria and his group would undoubtedly be the biggest losers.

"You deserve to die!"

Moriah roared in anger, holding the knife in both hands and slashing at Kumar again.

Until this moment, he woke up. It turned out that his pirate group was so weak, and he couldn't even kill a small subordinate of Doflamingo in a short time. How could he challenge the evil pirate group with this strength? Maybe they can't even reach Beehive Island and will be besieged to death!

Yes, Moriah understood now, he knew how ignorant and pathetic he was, but the problem was that it was too late. If nothing unexpected happened, his pirate career would be over.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

"Originally, we kept to ourselves, you were the Shichibukai and I was the local emperor, but since you are looking for death, you can only blame yourself!"

Kumar's sword was faster than the last one, he didn't want to drag it on any longer, anyway, he was an ancient devil fruit user, and he never delayed the training of his physique, he didn't think Moriah could win in a hand-to-hand fight. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Originally, they didn't know each other, but who would have thought that Gekko Moriah would do such a damn thing, plundering the devil fruit belonging to the Evil Pirates, and pushing him, the person in charge, into the water.

Kumar said that if he didn't kill the other party, he would not be clear-headed.

A few hours passed.

At that time, the sun gradually set.

In the Terror Tri-Track Pirates, except for Captain Moria, only five people were left struggling to hold on.

Moria now had several hideous scars on his body.

At the beginning, he might have been able to fight Kumar on equal terms, but as time went on, the gap in physical strength gradually exposed. His strength, speed, stamina, and reaction were slowly decreasing. How could he deal with the attack of the powerful Kumar? He was able to hold on until now, which was a sign of his strong willpower. Otherwise, he would have been killed by Kumar long ago.

"This is Fishman Island, the territory of the Evil Pirates. Anyone who wants to pass through here, whether they are from the navy, the world government, civilians, nobles, or pirates, must leave a certain amount of property behind."[]

On the other side, the small cruise ship coated with film was surrounded by a group of fishmen when it was crossing the Fishman Island 10,000 meters below the sea. The leader was a tiger shark man. He held a steel fork and shouted at the female warriors in the bubble with an angry face.

He looked so arrogant, as if if the other party refused, he would immediately burst the bubble and let everyone in the cruise ship die in the sea.

"Give it to him."

Remington, who was in the cabin, smiled inexplicably. He casually took out a stack of Baileys and threw it to a female warrior, signaling her to give it to the fishman.

He really didn't want to reveal his identity, and he was too lazy to kill such ants. Besides, he had so many Baileys that he couldn't spend them all in his lifetime. In Remington's eyes, such things were just numbers.