Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

"Grass!"

Dorag was in tears, and this call of "brother" successfully aroused Mo Xingchen's anger.

Mo Xingchen had traveled to this world for several years, and he didn't care about many people, only a few. In addition, because of his cultivation, he was relatively indifferent to emotions, so he basically didn't really have the intention to kill.

And this time, he was really angry! Although he had never met Dorag's wife and had no relationship with her, he was very sad to see this man who had followed him around and called him brother nine years ago crying bitterly.

Mo Xingchen punched Dorag on the cheek, knocking Dorag to the ground. His sad mood was interrupted by this punch, and he looked at Mo Xingchen in confusion.

Mo Xingchen squatted down, grabbed Dorag's collar, and said fiercely:

"Don't cry! This punch is for you, a man who can't protect your own woman!

Next, I will ask you questions and you will answer them. I will avenge my sister-in-law!"

Dorag looked at the man in front of him whom he called "brother", showing a seriousness and earnestness he had never seen before. A faint murderous intent emanated from his whole body, and he quickly put his emotions in order and nodded heavily.

"Do you know who the specific enemy is?"

"The commander of the Knights of God. I don't know his exact name, but he seems to be from the Celestial Dragon Feigarand family."

"How strong is he? Compare him with your father!"

"I guess he's not as strong as my dad. If he really had my dad's strength, I wouldn't have been able to escape that time. But he's not much weaker than me either."

"How is your strength now?"

"I ate the Nature Hurricane Fruit. I'm not sure about the exact strength, but I think it should be not much different from Kuzan."

After Mo Xingchen asked this question, he closed his eyes and silently calculated in his mind.

The commander of the Knights of God cannot be stronger than Garp, otherwise so many Celestial Dragons would not have died in the battle at the Valley of the End. He and Garp could have just joined forces, and Roger would have had no chance of survival.

It shouldn't be that he is hiding his weakness. If his strength has improved to the same level as Garp over the years, there is no reason for him to let go of Drag, the leader of the Revolutionary Army. So if we calculate based on the highest standard, he has 80% of Garp's strength.

I am now desperate and have revealed all my cards. Compared with Garp, I should be 7% stronger. In addition, Dragon is comparable to Kuzan in strength, so now I can be considered at least % stronger than Garp.

Then there is something to do!

Mo Xingchen opened his eyes, stared at Dorag, and said firmly:

"No problem! I can fight!"

Dorag was also extremely excited, he wanted to avenge his wife so much, but he knew that he was not strong enough, so he had been suppressing the thoughts in his heart. But this time with the help of his brother, he didn't need to suppress it anymore.

"Brother, what should we do!"

"We are heading straight for the Devil's Triangle now. There is a huge sailboat island in it. I will wait for you there.

After you record the pointer, go outside and expose yourself, make some noise, and lure that damn commander to come out and arrest you.

Remember, if it was anyone else, you shouldn't get too entangled with him, but I think he will definitely not give the great feat of arresting you to anyone else.

If he comes to you, you can lead him to me. It would be best if he is alone. This way the success rate will be close to 100%. Anyway, you can act according to the circumstances when the time comes!

If he dares to chase us in, we will kill him right here!"

Dorag nodded solemnly upon hearing this, and stood up to leave. Mo Xingchen hurriedly called him back,

"Wait, you can contact me anytime now. I got a wiretap-proof Den Den Mushi from Borsalino. Don't worry about being exposed."

"I know, brother."

After saying that, Dorag transformed into a breeze and disappeared.

Mo Xingchen also used his mental power to communicate with Lab, telling it not to travel around anymore and to head straight towards the Devil's Sea at full speed.

With Lab being so excited to meet the Rumbar Pirates as soon as possible, it took him only 4 days to reach the Devil's Triangle.

After wandering around in there for a few more days, he still hadn't encountered Brook's skeleton, but he did find Moria's terrifying brig.

"Lab, the Rumbar Pirates are in that area. I have something important to do here. Go look for it yourself first. Remember this place. Whether you find it or not, remember to come back and let me know."

"Woo~"

Lab answered and then swam away happily, not worrying at all whether Mo Xingchen was lying to him.

"William, record the pointers, and take your men to help Rab look for it. The target is a shabby sailboat with a talking skeleton on it."

William subconsciously prepared to respond, but after hearing the last sentence, he was horrified and stammered:

"A skeleton that can...talk?"

Mo Xingchen saw William's cowardly look, rolled his eyes and cursed angrily:

"You are a grown man, are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Lieutenant General... that's a ghost! A talking skeleton! When I was a little kid, my grandmother told me ghost stories. I have a childhood trauma! I think I might have a disease that will kill me if I leave you."

"Get lost, he's just a person who ate the superhuman Yomiuri fruit."

William instantly became majestic and showed the momentum of a captain of the Navy Headquarters. He said with contempt:

"Tsk~ Why didn't you tell me earlier? It's easy to do. I guarantee to complete the task!"

After saying this, he flicked his coat and called on the soldiers to board the ship. They could set off immediately after the recording was completed.

Mo Xingchen watched William's fancy face-changing performance, thinking angrily in his heart: Borsalino! Look at you, you have corrupted my adjutant to such a bad state!

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At this time, Kizaru, who was far away in the Marine Headquarters in Marinford, sneezed several times, wiped his nose and muttered to himself obscenely:

"Oh wow, do I have a cold? Yoshi! Then I'll go ask Marshal Zhan Guo for sick leave!"

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Mo Xingchen strolled along the deserted street with a gloomy atmosphere, complaining non-stop:

Such a big sailing island, Oda, you said that Moria sailed from the West Sea to the first half of the Grand Line!

Oh my god! Come on, tell me how such a big ship can pass the Upside-Down Mountain? It's just a random comic, and the fan fiction writer will fill in the gaps for you, right?

While complaining unconsciously, Mo Xingchen walked out of the street and came to a cemetery.

At this moment, several arms with visible bones emerged from the muddy ground, slowly digging up the ground, and zombies crawled out one by one.

After a while, the open space in front of Mo Xingchen was filled with a group of strange and ugly zombies.

"Roar!"