One Piece Black Emperor

Two hours later, Casillas chewed on a half-burned cigarette and slowly walked through the towering garbage-strewn hills, approaching the foot of Mount Gorbo where wisps of green gradually emerged.

Tough weeds and some arbors and tall trees emerge from the gradually thinning garbage heap. Even if they are forced to grow and bend to survive, they work hard to absorb the barren nutrients in the soil and receive the sunshine from the sky. Just survive.

The closer we get to the foot of the mountain, the more vegetation there becomes.

Until the huge tree root system blocks the way into the mountain like a wall. The roots that emerge from the ground are half hidden underground and half exposed to the air. Among their owners, there are many behemoths that require several or even a dozen people to hug them. .

There are always many magical places in the creatures in the world of One Piece, and this tree alone is enough to make Casillas feel eye-opening.

In the original world, this kind of tree alone could become a tourist attraction.

In Gorbo Mountain, there are countless similar existences.

"What would it be like to see things like the Treasure Tree Adam and the Sun Tree Eve with your own eyes? I'm really looking forward to it."

Looking up at the lush tree canopy that covered the sky and the sun, Casillas took a deep breath and pressed the smoke into his lungs, and murmured while exhaling slowly:

"There are other things like fish people, fur people, humans, giants, and giant elephants that can hold a country on their back and live for at least a thousand years."

"Well, fishmen should be very beautiful. I wonder if I can do that with humans."

Halfway through his thoughts, he pondered another less serious thought:

"One Piece didn't look very carefully. I really don't remember anything related to it."

"However, humans catching fishermen and selling them as slaves also illustrates the problem. Even if they are not good at that, they still have a mouth."

He was so absorbed in thinking that he accidentally burned his finger with a burnt cigarette butt. Casillas reflexively threw it away and blew hard on his middle finger to relieve the pain of the slight burn.

"Tsk, don't think so much, business is more important."

"Anyway, if you want to see it, there are plenty of opportunities in the future!"

In a big mountain like Gorbo Mountain, it is impossible to be without ferocious beasts, so when entering, he also needs to have means of self-defense.

Even with the bonus talent of physical fitness, Casillas wisely believed that he could not kill the kind of beast that Ace and the others dealt with with his bare hands.

Think carefully about what Ace did when he was young! He kicked off a large tree about half a meter in diameter to intercept Luffy who was chasing him! And even Ace like this can't defeat the king of beasts in the surrounding mountains, a huge tiger.

{}/ With the power of the Desert Eagle, he should be able to cope with the tiger, so Casillas lighted another cigarette slowly, puffing away the smoke while finding the winding path between the thick tree roots. Take the winding road up into this mountain.

At this moment, the sun overhead had just entered the center of the sky.

When Casillas set off for Windmill Town, the one-eyed man was already standing in a gorgeous building in Gao Town. The expensive dark red wool stall was stepped on by his feet, making him stand on tiptoe uneasily. There is an urge to escape at any time.

This is because the owner here is a complete devil.

He's the kind of guy who is completely cruel and has no humanity at all.

He clearly remembered how his previous boss was brutally tortured to death by this demon-like guy two years ago. The reason was just that he said the wrong thing in front of him. And being selected as the new leader, he had to bite the bullet and do things for him. If he didn't agree, his fate could be imagined.

Rather than disobeying orders and being killed, he still chooses to work hard, because he still has a family to support, and he is not a kind person. He doesn't feel particularly guilty about murder and arson.

Fortunately, in the past two years, he was still alive and well despite being cautious.

"You mean, that pariah took out this weapon?"

The man who spoke was sitting on a high-backed chair made of solid wood with red paint.