People in One Piece are so good-looking

"So, what kind of monsters are those?"

Major Heike's legs became weak for a while, and his voice trembled as he spoke, "How...how could such a thing exist in this world?"

"Like zombies, Major."

Ryan's reaction was not much better. He was sweating profusely and trembling:

"It should be the ability of the Devil Fruit, Major... We met a pirate among the esper!"

"Damn, damn..."

Heike forced himself to calm down, turned his head and shouted angrily, "What are you still doing? Fire immediately! Fire! Let all the monsters fall into the sea before they come up!"

"Yes, Major!"

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On the other side, there is a huge pirate ship.

The deck was filled with mist. Behind the row of zombie monsters, an unusually tall middle-aged man was lying leisurely on a wicker chair, gently shaking the red wine glass in his hand.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, his face was as pale as a demon, his long purple hair stood up like an onion, he was wearing a shirt with a bat-shaped collar, and his appearance was quite a bit like an aristocratic gentleman.

It is none other than "Moonlight" Moria, one of the Seven Martial Arts Under the King.

"There are navy warships ahead, Master."

A skinny blond boy leaned over and reported respectfully, "The sailors above seemed a little panicked when they saw the zombies. Do you want to tell us our names?"

"Hehehehe! Absalom, ignore them!"

Moria didn't even bother to open his eyes, waved his hand and said lazily:

"The navy in such a small place may not even know what the Shichibukai is. I am returning to my hometown for vacation this time, and I have no interest in dealing with these guys. I can just avoid it!"

"Yes, Master."

The blond boy named Absalom bowed slightly. When he stood up, he secretly looked at Moriah who was leisurely tasting wine, feeling a little relieved in his heart.

Sure enough, something like "hometown" can always be a haven where injured men can find comfort in their souls.

I remember that when he first joined the team last year, Lord Moria was still like a zombie. He was immersed in the grief of all his subordinates who had perished in the new world, unable to extricate himself. He was in a state of confusion all day long.

But since I returned to my hometown in Xihai, everything began to slowly improve.

I hope Lord Moria can completely get out of the shadow of his memory in the future... Absalom prayed silently in his heart, then turned around to control the steering of the ship, and then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

There is no way, he is the only living person among Moria's current crew members.

What the zombie soldiers can do is relatively limited, and most of the technical work has to be done by him alone.

"It would be great if there were new partners to join..."

Absalom came to the rudder of the ship and was about to control the steering of the ship. Suddenly, he felt that there seemed to be a dazzling firelight in the corner of his eye, suddenly lighting up in the dark night.

His expression suddenly changed slightly.

boom!

boom! boom!

The next moment, a series of gunfire roared, and dark shells flew across the night sky. Although most of them fell into the sea, a few still hit the bow of the ship.

The entire pirate ship suddenly shook violently, and Absalom staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The unconscious zombies wandering on the deck only reacted at this time, roaring and leaping out to stop the next round of shells.

"Um?"

Moriah, who was lying on a wicker chair and taking a nap, was spilled by red wine. He suddenly opened his eyes angrily and turned to look at the small warship that was not as big as his pirate ship.

"I ignored you, but you dared to fire on me first?"

He screamed in annoyance, "Go, Absalom, come closer! It's up to you to take the zombie soldiers and teach these bastard marines a lesson!"

"Yes, Master!"

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In the dark room under the floor.

Nuo Xia's face was ugly, and he was listening to a haggard woman in her early thirties, wiping uncontrollable tears, while telling her own experience intermittently.

"You mean that all of you are refugees who were lucky enough to survive in a town that was attacked by pirates."

He said in a low voice, "And these navy, belatedly, not only failed to appease the people and maintain order, but instead put you all on the ship and sold you as slaves to the mafia family?"

"Yes, yes, sir..."

The haggard woman held back tears and choked up, "All the men in the village were killed by pirates. When we saw the warship, we thought we could be saved, but we didn't expect..."

Thinking of her miserable experiences along the way, she couldn't suppress her emotions. She covered her face with her hands and sobbed.

These beasts!

Nuo Xia's eyes were gloomy. As a time traveler, he was certainly aware of all the filth within the world's naval system, especially the laxly controlled Sihai branch. There were many examples like Mouse and Mengka.

But before today, he had never expected that the navy, which carries the name of justice, could sink to such a level!

Collaborating with the underworld, robbing women and children, selling slaves... What is the difference between what you do and what you do as a pirate?

No.

Even many pirate groups would not do such a thing!

Looking at the other slaves with gloomy expressions around him, and then at the middle-aged woman in front of him who was sobbing uncontrollably, he sighed, patted her shoulder gently, and was about to speak to comfort her.

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire was heard, followed immediately by a burst of shouting mixed with exclamations and screams...

There was a sudden commotion in the dark room, and Nuo Xia frowned and looked up.

"You wait here, don't go out rashly."

He put on the white hood again, picked up two sabers and stood up, then took a deep breath, and with a flash, disappeared without a trace amidst the screams of the slaves.

And in the corner.

A pink-haired little girl who had been watching him quietly since she woke up couldn't help but bite her lips, clasped her palms together, and prayed silently in her heart...

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on deck.

The two ships were already close together. Under the command of Absalom, the zombies swarmed up, screaming and rushing onto the deck of the warship like a tide.

After seeing the appearance of these monsters clearly, the sailors were all too frightened to move. They could not organize an effective resistance at all, and were easily overthrown.

In just a few minutes, the zombies took control of the entire warship.

The sailors surrendered so quickly that there were no casualties.

Each one of them was restrained on the ground with their arms twisted, and they watched helplessly as an extraordinarily tall figure walked slowly from the bow of the pirate ship in the black mist.

Absalom immediately greeted him.

"It's settled, my lord."

He saluted respectfully, and then commanded the two zombies to drag the fat-headed Major Haike to him:

"This is their supreme commander. He also gave the order to fire. Sir, how should we deal with it?"

Moria glanced at the fat man on the ground.

Major Heike was already shaking like a sieve, but when he saw this, he was so frightened that he became incontinent on the spot, and an unknown yellow liquid flowed out along his trouser legs...

"Hehehehe, is this called peeing your pants? It's so cute..."

Moria couldn't help but scream and laugh strangely, bent down, reached out and patted the fat on Heike's face, and said:

"I almost can't help but want to make you into a zombie soldier, but unfortunately, I hate fat people the most..."

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