behind the island.

In a basement in an old castle.

"Ah~"

Perona held her head in her hands, curled up into a ball, and kept screaming.

"Lord Moria is dead, and so is Absalom."

Fear, endless fear filled her heart.

That flickering cold knife light shattered her soul, and even shattered her self-confident heart.

Silently, Sorata's figure appeared in this room.

Feel the terror emanating from her as you stare at Lola, who is screaming as her soul is torn apart.

There was a moment of hesitation in Sorata's heart.

But then he was quickly wiped out.

No one in this world can pay for other people's lives, not even close relatives.

He didn't plan to go into what Perona did before, it didn't make sense.

But today she appeared on this island and made a move on them, so she should accept the consequences of the attack.

Raising his head and staring at Perona, Sorata's eyes became extremely indifferent.

As if sensing something, the screaming stopped abruptly, and Perona, who was trembling, stopped, and then the crisis of death made her suddenly raise her head, and met Sorata's blue eyes that seemed to freeze her soul. .

No time to scream, no time to fear, no time to even react.

In a daze, the cold knife light, like a time span, like a gentle wind, brushed across Perona's neck in an instant, and brushed away only half of her soul.

Heaviness...the heaviness of the soul, the heaviness of the body, the heaviness of the eyelids.

The darkness that followed engulfed Perona's soul in an instant.

Let the light in her eyes disappear in an instant.

boom--!

The low sound of falling to the ground was particularly ear-piercing in this basement.

Looking at Perona who looked like a broken porcelain doll on the bed, a trace of pity flashed in Sorata's eyes.

Not to pity Perona, but to pity such a young life disappearing like this.

If you really want to care about it, there is nothing wrong with Perona.

She was an orphan since she was a child, and was picked up by Moria, and she has been growing up in the Thriller barque, and has been growing up in the Devil's Triangle.

Personality or something, it must be different from ordinary people.

"If you want to blame, blame this world!"

He didn't know if Moria died, Perona would go crazy and fall into darkness completely, after all, she was not Robin.

Sorata sighed slightly, sheathing the knife.

Then he tore off the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip.

Looking down at Perona's body, in a thought, the bed carrying Perona's body was like a soft surface, wrapping her in it with a clicking sound.

Then a hole opened in the ground, and the simple coffin slowly fell and disappeared into the crack.

"I'm getting more proficient!"

"Murder, burial, one-stop service."

"hehe!!"

With a self-deprecating sound, the crack disappeared, and Sorata's figure also disappeared into this unknown underground space along with the laughter.

...

"What are you doing?"

Silently, Sorata's figure appeared next to Kuina. He first glanced at the three Ahuas who were colliding fiercely, and shook his head helplessly.

Then he turned to look at Brook, smiled and said, "Congratulations, Brook."

"Yo ho ho ho ~"

Brook is no longer fussed about the sudden appearance of Sorata, he laughs, "We're talking about this knife!"

"Knife?"

Sorata was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and looked up at Ryoma's corpse lying on the ground in the distance without any breath.

Then he retracted his gaze and looked at the knife in Kuina's hand, "It really is this knife!"

Even if he knew, he still pretended to be surprised.

The moment Kuina appeared at Sorata, she looked at him. When she saw Sorata's pretended surprise, she pursed her lips slightly, and then showed a gentle smile in her eyes.

"No! You talk to Brook!"

"Ok!"

Accepting the knife that Kuina handed over, Sorata held a blade in his hand, and then waved it casually to the side.

puff!

The invisible slash cut through the air, and then left a deep crack on the ground.

"Good knife."

Brook looked down at the crack in the ground, only feeling a toothache, even though he had only teeth left.

"It's really strong."

It means that the sword is strong, and it is also that people are strong.

You must know that he didn't sense any aura on Sorata just now, and Sorata didn't use any force, just waved lightly.

It's actually possible to do this.

Such a strong person has already exceeded his cognitive range.

"Brook, Brook..."

The continuous shouts woke up the dazed Brook.

He came back to his senses, looked up at Sorata, and laughed, "Sorry, I didn't expect Mr. Sorata to be so powerful, I just laughed, I just laughed."

"Ha ha!!"

Sorata smiled lightly, and then said, "Don't you want to know what this knife is?"

"Ok!"

Brook nodded, then turned his gaze to the knife in Sorata's hand.

"This knife! It is the 'Qiu Shui', one of the twenty-one crafts of the Da Kuai knife, and it is a rare 'black knife' in the world."

Sorata raised the knife and said slowly.

"Black knife?"

Brook showed doubts on his face, "I know the big fast knife is what the world calls famous weapons, but what is the 'black knife'?"

"The black knife is, the black knife is..."

Sorata looked at Brook, not knowing how to explain for a moment.

At this time, Brook didn't know the existence of Haki, and of course he didn't know what the black knife was.

And to explain Hei Dao to him, you must first explain what Haki is.

So next, Sorata roughly explained to Brook what Haki is.

"So, before Ahua Sambu was on the fist, the power to smash the ghost was Haki."

After listening to Sorata's explanation, Brook thought of Ahua's power to smash the ghost before, and he suddenly realized.

When the ghost appeared earlier, he felt that the thing could not be attacked by ordinary power.

But then under Ahua's slap, the ghost exploded instantly like a balloon.

At first I thought it was Ah Hua using some unknown power, but now that I think about it, it turned out to be Haki!

"Yes, that's Haki."

Saying so, Sorata raised the knife, a stream of black Haki, from his arm, like a black snake, slowly wrapped around Qiushui's blade.

In order for Brook to feel more, so his movements are very slow, "The black knife is the weapon slash. After wrapping around Haki, after countless battles, it slowly absorbs Haki, making the whole knife slowly turn black, and thus It has a tougher and sharper blade, which forms the name of the knife."

"Oh……"

Brook nodded, understanding now.

But then came the next question, "According to Mr. Sorata, many people in New World know Haki, so there are a lot of black knives in New World!"

"Then how do you say Qiushui is rare in the world!"

"This one!"

Putting down her hands, Sorata looked at Brook and asked back: "You don't think that with Haki, you can forge a black knife?"

"Uh……"

Brook was at a loss for words, he realized that he asked a stupid question, if there are really many black knives, it is not uncommon in the world.

"In theory, any sword can be tempered into a black sword, but that's only in theory."

Sorata smiled and explained: "As far as I know, there are only two known black knives in this world, and one of them is the 'Autumn Water' in front of us."

"You say it, is it rare in the world?"

Brook smiled awkwardly, "Do the math."

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