Pirate : The Uncrowned King of the Underworld

"Hehehehe..." Moria laughed, raised his fists, and hit the shadow box.

The black box was dented, and a huge circular pit was cracked in the floor.

It wasn't over yet. He quickly raised his fists and smashed them again and again until he was out of breath and stopped on his knees: "Hehehehehe...boy, when I was crossing the sea,

You still don’t know where you are!”

After saying that, he jumped up, jumped more than ten meters high, straightened one leg, and used his own weight to fall quickly: "Die!!!"

Rumble——

This blow directly penetrated the floor, and the shadow box, which had shrunk out of shape, fell layer by layer as he stepped on it.

"Go over and take a look." Absalom, who was being carried by the little zombie, ordered.

"Yes." The little zombie walked to the big hole that was penetrated, stuck out his head and looked down.

"As expected of Lord Moria, this blow penetrated at least five floors." The little zombie marveled and did not forget to flatter him: "During the battle, use [Shadow Bat] to lurk next to the opponent in advance, waiting for this decisive blow.

hit."

Absalom also laughed.

The structure of the castle is all reinforced and thickened. Each layer is at least two to three meters thick. I don't know how much stronger it is than ordinary walls.

After receiving this attack, not even that brat, even Lord Moria could bear it.

He suddenly remembered something and shouted to the little zombie: "Go and tell Lord Moria that there are others in the castle, and the key to the handcuffs should be in their hands."

"Yes!" The little zombie put him down and ran towards the stairwell.

Moria, who fell to the first floor, let go of his feet and frowned.

Although the shadow box is in a mess, the middle is still bulging, as if it has not been affected.

With a thought, the shadow box began to squirm, sliding down slowly like running water, gradually revealing the situation inside.

"White ball?" He saw a white ball and had a bad feeling.

The white ball slowly unfolded, and one or two wisps of white feathers fell down.

That's a pair of wings!

Gal slowly stood up, his whole body was gray and stained with blood.

He wiped away the blood from his mouth and looked at Moriah with a smile: "It hurts."

This was a very fair comment. His whole body was aching now. After all, he was not rubber, so he could not change his shape. He could only spread his wings to resist.

If the other party is still domineering, he may actually confess.

Moria's pupils shrank: "Wings? You are not a natural type, but an animal type, and a fantasy beast species!?" Although the words were questions, his tone already confirmed the answer.

At the same time, his shadow slowly stood up, picked up half of the scissors, and stood side by side with Moriah.

【Shadow】

"Go to hell, government lackeys!" One person and one shadow raised half of the scissors at the same time, slashing at Gal in front of him.

Gal flapped his wings and disappeared instantly, arriving a few meters behind.

His wings twitched unnaturally a few times. This was an injury caused by a previous attack. Now they moved greatly, and severe pain instantly surged into his brain.

He learned this ability to move quickly in an instant from Aatrox.

Using the same distance as [Shaving], it flaps its wings in place several times in an instant to reach speeds beyond the limit.

It's easy to use, but it really hurts when he uses it with his current injury!

"It's a quick fight!" Gal's eyes widened, and he spread his arms back to expand the activity of his chest muscles.

The wings also keep in sync, stretching backward...

With a sudden movement, a hurricane swept through the room, and wherever it passed, whether it was a stone wall or a chandelier made of steel, it was cut to pieces.

【Shadow Wall】

Moria immediately withdrew his shadow clone and turned it into a wall to block himself.

"On the way to the battle..." Gal had already appeared behind him, and he didn't know whether the wind or the people arrived first.

At this time, his eyes had turned blood red, and his hair had turned white. He scratched Moria's back with a claw: "Keep an eye on the enemy!"

"Ah -" Moria screamed and hit the shadow wall, the two stuck together and flew out.

If it was just a wound on his back, it wouldn't be like this, but along with the claw strike, there was a huge force, as if the entire spine was smashed in.

Gal did not stop, disappeared again, rushed in front of Moriah, tore his back alternately with his claws, and pressed Moriah firmly against the shadow wall.

As if in revenge, Moriah stepped on him and broke through several floors; he was now following Moriah, pushing him to knock down stone walls one after another.

"Ah——little devil!" Moria screamed, giving up the protection of the shadow wall.

There is a shadow pad in front. Although it can cushion the impact, it also becomes a chopping block.

There was a claw attack behind him without any gaps, and there was a wall of shadow in front of him, tightly sandwiching him in the middle. This was not good for him.

【Shadow Horn Gun】

The melted shadow wall turned into several sharp spears, passing through Moria's side and stabbing to the back.

With a crazy smile on Garr's face, a spear instantly penetrated his wings, and blood immediately infected the wings.

With another claw, a piece of flesh was torn off Moria's back. The blood spurted out and splashed on his face, making his expression even more ferocious.

The shadow gun penetrated the abdomen, under the ribs, shoulders, knees...

He almost became a prey on the grill, being stabbed in thousands of holes, but the movements of his claws never stopped, beating him hard one after another.

"Shadow Fireworks!!!" Moriah, who was in pain, was also aroused. He no longer cared about the injury on his back, and held his hands as if he was holding something.

"Cough——" Gal paused and fell to the ground along with his inertia.

Moria also fell to the ground and rolled uncontrollably until it hit the wall.

Blood gushed out from Gal's mouth, and it was difficult to even breathe air.

He felt that the part of the shadow gun that had been stabbed in his body had changed its shape and turned into sharp thorns blooming in his body.

Not to mention continuing the attack, every time he took a breath he felt as if he was being torn out of his body, almost making him faint.

"Hey, hee ... hee hee hee hee hee ..." Molia also had blood stains, but he could still tremble and grab the walls and climb.

He knows that he is the winner!

External injuries are trauma after all, and no matter how much flesh is torn off, it is only temporary pain.

But the opponent is different. The long needles transformed from the shadow will be embedded in the opponent's body. In that state, let alone attack, it is impossible to even move.

This is the move he prepared for Kaido! He wants to turn that dragon into a roasted worm!

He squinted one of his blood-soaked eyes and looked around with the other eye, but couldn't find his big scissors.

He had no choice but to walk towards Gal with his bare hands: "Hehehehe... I want to be the future Pirate King. How come a brat like you wants to order me around?"

"How do you feel now? Is it so painful that you can't even take a breath?" Moria stopped in front of him and looked down at Gal who fell on the ground.

Gal fell face to the ground, and a pool of blood had accumulated around his mouth, but he felt like it would explode even when he coughed.

"Fight... just fight, why do you talk so much?"

He raised his head and looked at Moria sarcastically: "One Piece? It's so boring."

"Kid!" Moria gritted his teeth and stepped on his head.

Gal was waiting for this opportunity. The only intact part of his body, the right wing, immediately curled up and slashed across Moriah's chest like a knife. The wind blade hidden in the wings sliced ​​open Moriah's bulging belly.

, the blood flowed like a needle.

"Ah - little devil -" Moria took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.

Gal endured the pain of flesh and blood being separated, climbed up and walked in front of him, bent down, and tightened his arms around his neck.

The thick and long neck became the best fulcrum, and the bloated body was lifted up and fell to the ground.

The bloody back hit the ground, almost causing Moriah to faint from the pain, and his pupils kept flashing.

Dong dong dong——

The whole castle was shaking.

After everything calmed down, Gal slumped down on the ground and looked at Moriah, whose eyes turned white.

it is finally over.

After all, he underestimated Moria, so he suffered so much.

The other party didn't use the shadow gathering place. Of course, this was because Gal didn't give him a chance.

The shadow box move appeared in the original work, and was also performed with the help of shadow bats, but he had forgotten all of this, after all, so many years had passed.

After Moria lost consciousness, all the barbs in his body disappeared. This was caused by the opponent's ability. After the person with the ability loses consciousness, it will become ineffective.

Not only that, the zombies on the island were also created by Moria using his abilities, and they are probably gone now.

Gal stood up and walked towards the distance.

"If the Pirate King is as weak as you, then this sea will be so funny."

...

On the way back, Gal lay on the back of the lone whale, resting on Stella's thigh.

The legs wrapped in high-grade white silk feel so smooth when they are attached to your face.

"Ah -" He breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't even feel any pain on his body.

Stella held his face distressedly, her big teary eyes burst into tears, and those who didn't know thought she was injured!

"...How is Lord Moria doing?"

Hearing this baby sound, Gal then remembered that there was still loot.

He patted Stella's jade legs, and the latter lifted his body up little by little, resting on the back of his head.

Gal looked at the frightened little girl in front of him.

The current Perona is just 13 years old, and she is still a girl who has not grown up yet.

Oh, I won’t be able to grow much in the future, so that’s okay.

"Do you still need to ask? He lost, so you belong to me."

"You, you, you..." Perona sat on the ground and moved back in horror: "What did you do to Lord Moria?"