Tracing the source begins with One Piece

"That's what it is. Well, this chicken fried steak is good."

As Moria talked, he gnawed on the chicken steak and ate and drank.

At this time, everyone was eating breakfast in the restaurant of the naval base. They got up early in the morning for walks and training, and now they just came over to have breakfast.

As well as chatting, continue to "make a long story short".

"Alala, your ability is really dangerous, Moria."

Qingzhi couldn't help but rub his forehead and said as he listened to Moria's explanation of the previous "training".

Smoker, on the other hand, had a solemn expression, even a little ashamed, ashamed of defeat, "Is that me? Did I lose to myself?"

Dasqi also had some palpitations on her face. Although she was not the party involved in the beating, she was also chilled by Moria's ability. "Is this what the fruit's ability can do? It's so scary."

Qingzhi picked up the steamed bun and ate it, and couldn't help but explain the "downturn" of his two subordinates.

"Although his ability is indeed very tricky, making his shadow become exactly the same as himself, with the same abilities, the same physique, and the same qualities."

"However, that kind of self obviously has a tendency of self-destruction, hating the main body and eager to kill the main body."

"As long as we let him completely go berserk, lose his little sense, and turn into a desperate beast, the balance of victory will fall on our side."

"We just need to do our job as hunters."

Om~~~

Mmmmm~~~

After analyzing it slowly and methodically, Qingzhi ate the whole steamed bun in one bite. As a result, he choked and hurriedly looked for water.

ton ton ton~~~

This funny.

After hearing the eloquent talk of their general, Smog and Dasqi pondered these words and realized that this was indeed the truth.

As long as you don't get the upper hand due to panic at the beginning and proceed step by step, the worst result will be at least a tie.

"Wonderful, wonderful, worthy of being a naval admiral"

Moria smiled and praised, "This is indeed the truth. This is a naked conspiracy. Shadow's self-personality is inherently endowed with a "rebellious" nature, and there is no such thing as calmness and rationality.

Those who can reach the level of generals are all people with a clear mind. They have experienced hundreds of battles, and their fighting talents are among the best. Just hearing the description and taking a look at Hesmog, without actually fighting in person, is enough. middle.

However, how many people can achieve this level of calmness and calmness in times of crisis?

Just because the brain has learned it does not mean that the body has learned it.

Knowing it at first sight but making mistakes as soon as you do it is a normal operation. How can you face it calmly without doing it a few times?

It's just that life only comes once, and life is a drama without rehearsal.

"Tons, tons, tons~~~~I'm saved."

Qing Pheasant drank a lot, and after saving himself, he breathed a sigh of relief, changed his subject, and said meaningfully.

"Moriah, aren't you afraid of being targeted when you talk about your abilities like this?"

hehe~~

hahaha~~~

hahaha~~~

When Moria heard this "kindly" reminder, she laughed softly, laughed out loud, and then couldn't help laughing.

This made the Green Pheasant across from them look a little solemn, while Smoker and Dasqi were even more inexplicably uneasy. They were obviously laughing, but it made people feel uncomfortable.

After a long time, the laughter stopped. Moriah took off his glasses, took out a handkerchief, lowered his head and wiped the lenses.

The atmosphere was somewhat solidified and strangely depressing, filling their hearts like stones, causing Smoker and Dasqi to frown in discomfort and shrink into a ball.

He looked at the person opposite him, lowering his head and slowly wiping his glasses. His expression was unclear, as if he was shrouded in a curtain, mysterious and unpredictable, and like a mountain stretching far and wide, immeasurable and impossible to look directly at.

The depression left the two of them breathless.

I just listened to the person opposite speaking calmly without any emotion, but when I heard it, it was so harsh in my ears that it made my soul chill and my skin pimpled.

"If your ability is known, you will lose."

"Then it proves my ability, that's all."

"Isn't it necessary to die?"

There were obviously no hysterical shouts, no high-spirited singing, but the light tone and plain accent revealed such a bloody "theory of victory or defeat."

Such a bloody and cruel creed, is this the "capacity" of the Shichibukai?

Dullness, depression, palpitations, chills

Sweeping through the bodies and minds of Smoker and Dasqi one by one, these two rookies in the new era realized for the first time that the "faith" of the big pirate was so cruel.

Moria has become more and more comfortable with momentum, a mysterious power that is intangible and untouchable to ordinary people.

There is no need to actively trigger the Overlord's domineering energy, which can make the aura larger and stronger, infecting the surrounding things unknowingly, and then suppressing the physical and mental will of living beings.

It achieves the effect of making the weak surrender and the strong raising their eyebrows, thereby declaring one's supreme existence.

After he put his cleaned glasses back on, the atmosphere began to dissipate, but people whose hearts were beaten would not recover so quickly.

Qingzhi was speechless at this guy who was using his momentum indiscriminately, but he didn't stop him.

Because in his opinion, this is also part of what a weak person needs to go through to become a strong person. Moreover, with him around, there is no danger at all, and it might as well be a way to train them.

Moreover, he is also a little concerned about Moria's "theory of victory and defeat" and the grand spirit of catharsis. Is this guy who was kicked out of the new world by Kaido still a fearless world hero?

Moria walked in the small town of Marinefando, strolling after dinner, followed by two tails, er, tour guides.

Walking on the road in the town, every face you can see is full of uneasiness and anxiety, and no sailor has a relaxed expression.

Well, the front and back of a war always change like a storm, and the general environment before the war is depressing and dull, making people impatient and worried.

I hope to arrive soon, but also hope that I will never miss the promise. It is always unpredictable and cannot be resolved.

Of course, Moria doesn't care about this. In his opinion, this is just a clear soup before a "flesh and blood feast", just a gargle, tasteless.

Moria looked around and found that many pubs and restaurants were closed, and pedestrians on the road were passing by in a hurry, coming and going in an endless stream.

It's a different kind of liveliness, but it seems impetuous and chaotic.

Finding that there was nothing interesting, I couldn't help but turn around and ask the "tour guide".

"Smog, where is the naval hero Garp? I also want to ask him to eat senbei. I heard that his senbei looks more delicious."