Moonlight Molia, the tallest man in the Seven Warriors Sea under the King.

Although Molia's slender neck and round flask body made him look a little funny, his height of seven meters still created enough power for him.

However, this powerful Lord Seven Warriors Sea is in a bad situation at this moment.

His terrifying three-masted ship was broken by the enemy, and the zombie army was harvested like mowed grass. All the three monsters under him were foaming at the mouth and unconscious. Even Molia crawled under the enemy's domineering aura with difficulty and couldn't stand up.

"Black Knife Qiu Shui?"

His enemy, the old man with white hair but still muscles and strong spirits, didn't even want to see him, but just played with the spoils in his hands with interest:

"I didn't expect that I could get such a reward when I came out to exercise my body this time."

Moonlight Molia's body crawling on the ground kept trembling, her eyes were filled with resentment, but she didn't dare to raise her head and look directly at the famous Pluto Rayle.

His courage had long been exhausted in the new world of that year, and now he is just a local overlord who has shrunk in the first half of the great channel and snatched the shadow of passers-by.

But Molia never expected that he would hide in the countryside and develop his zombie manufacturing industry silently, but he could also attract people like Pluto Rayleigh to visit him.

And all this is just because of a skeleton, a skeleton whose shadow was once taken away by Molia.

The body of this skeleton swordsman Brooke has decayed, leaving only an old handful of bones and a fluffy and explosive hair preserved due to dense keratin that is not easily degraded by microorganisms.

Moria roughly understood the reason for his unluckyness from the leisurely conversations between the three enemies:

Brooke made a reunion with his pet whale many years ago, and the pet whale knew an old ship doctor, who happened to be the deadly One Piece ship doctor, and finally called Pluto Rayley, who could make him kneel down and call him father.

"What's this all!"

Moria accused this cruel world with tears in her heart, and once again realized the importance of power from her bumpy encounters.

All the shadows he had collected for many years were liberated by Reilly, and those passers-by who had recovered their shadows also evacuated the nightmare island under Reilly's arrangement.

Brooke, who found his shadow, hugged his old friend Kurokas excitedly and made an appointment to return to the Gemini Lighthouse to reunite with the whale Rab.

After everything was handled, Pluto Reilly walked to Molia, who had been beaten and lost his will to resist, and looked at the big man who was "educated" by himself and could not take care of himself.

After pondering for a moment, Rayley said in a deep voice:

"Molia, I heard that you are also a brave junior who has been in the new world. I didn't expect you to fall to such a level."

"I don't like guys like you who blaspheme the body of the dead and deprive the freedom of the living."

"Although I have retired for a long time, since you have met me, you have to worry about it."

Moria's already fascinating face turned paler and completely lost her blood.

Then in his desperate eyes, Raylei slowly raised his sword.

Moria's heart was ashamed, and her seriously injured body didn't even have a trace of tremor, just waiting quietly for the end of her life.

Molia obviously didn't want to speak more, and the words she spit out were more concise and concise: "It's heavy."

"Sinking?!"

Perona said in disbelief: "That ship, but there is a big island."

Moria's face became more and more gloomy.

The sinking of the terrifying three-masted ship made him very heartbroken. After all, it was the largest ship in the world that he had exhausted his efforts in the West Sea, and almost accompanied his entire career as a pirate.

Although no one knows how such a large ship crossed the Great Mountain from the West Sea to the Great Waterway, no one knows which god-level coating master coated the island-sized ship with bubble films that would allow it to travel to the new world.

Seeing Molia who didn't say a word, Perona, who was used to being big or small in front of her boss, couldn't help but shrink her head.

But facing the embarrassment of using Molia as a raft now, Perona couldn't help but complain:

“You are really, Lord Molia”

"How can you not find a lifeboat when the ship sank? You are the one who can't touch the water!"

Moria still did not answer, but her brain quickly turned to the time when the terrifying three-masted ship sank half a day ago:

When the island sank, he did have the opportunity to get his lifeboat hidden in the castle;

But just as the waves were about to swallow everything, Molia saw his three loyal subordinates who were stunned by the domineering aura.

Somehow, he thought of his pirate group that fell apart because of Kaido a long time ago.

So Molia chose to spend the last time on saving people by chance.

Fortunately, Molia is fat and strong enough. Even if she soaks in water, she can float on the water with her natural lifebuoy.

Molia, who was rushing to escape from the sank of the island, didn't even catch a piece of wooden board, so she could only place the three subordinates who had nowhere to put them on her big belly floating on the sea.

"Mr. Molia"

Perona, who was shattered, couldn't stop calming after all. After being quiet for more than ten seconds, she couldn't help but ask Molia, who was stepping on her feet again:

"The terrifying three-masted ship has sunk and the zombie legion is gone. Where should we go now?"

""

Molia had had enough of this talkative luoli's harassment, so she couldn't help but shout, "Perona, I'll kill you if I'll speak again!"

"oh"

Perona was frightened by Molia's loud shout and shrank her head again.

After a long silence, Perona still made an extremely annoying voice in the gloomy Molia's ears: "Master Molia?"

"what?!"

Moria's voice was full of impatience and boredom.

"Do you still have the strength?"

Perona asked carefully.

"One more thing, what's wrong?"

Although Molia is now floating on the sea as a human-shaped life raft, his strong strength allows him to retain his outstanding physical strength under the erosion of the sea water.

"It's not a big deal for us to float on the sea like this. It's awful if we encounter any enemy."

Perona pointed at Molia's long hands and suggested seriously:

"Not as good"

"You paddle again and swim faster?"

""

Molia's murderous voice came from the sea: "I will definitely kill you after I get ashore!"

After a moment

The seven-meter-long liferaft of the Molia began backstroke.
Chapter completed!