Chapter 42 Moonlight·Moria

The moonlight on the sea is sometimes an intoxicating red.

Reflected on a deep sea, it is like a whole ship of red wine suddenly dumped.

Evil and extremely tempting at the same time.

Of course, it is also possible that what is dumped is.

Blood.

With a plop.

On a red date-colored pirate ship.

A tall man wearing a pirate captain's hat threw a noble dressed in luxurious silk into the sea like a sack.

Bright red blood kept oozing out of the noble.

Like a red Phalaenopsis suddenly blooming on this intoxicating sea.

The pirate captain's eyes were a little blurred, but he couldn't help but take a sip of the tequila with precious carvings in his hand.

This was the noble's collection and their spoils of war.

Compared with this kind of strong liquor, what he drank before could only be called wheat juice.

Not only that.

On some dirty and messy decks, there were also several corpses that looked like no human beings thrown away at random.

There were men and women.

They were all the spoils of their robbery.

The smelly pirates enjoyed wine and meat wantonly, and as a reward, they killed several unarmed civilians and burned a village that only knew how to beg for mercy.

Wine and meat and the cheers of their accomplices could suppress all unnecessary emotions.

Only pleasure remained.

Someone asked impatiently: "Captain, when are we going to the next village!"

"You son of a bitch, how long have you been out to sea and you're thinking about the next village?!"

The captain licked the mouth of the bottle and threw it away.

The gorgeous wine bottle hit the deck and shattered instantly.

"Wait!"

"I'd rather take a few more days to avoid that foggy sea."

"Are we going to the Sabaody Archipelago? I heard that it's very chaotic there now."

"Go to hell!" The pirate captain grabbed another bottle of wine from his men and staggered.

"I went to sea for money and women, why would I fight with those monsters!"

"Do you think I'm a lunatic like the Joker?"

"Yes, women and money!"

"And wine and meat!"

"Hahaha!"

The crew kept echoing.

The wanton laughter heated up the atmosphere on the ship.

The pirate captain took another sip, and the taste was incomparable to that bottle of tequila.

But he enjoyed this feeling of being half drunk and half awake.

Looking at the light white mist covering the turbulence of the sea under the crimson moonlight.

"Compared to those monsters, I'd rather hit a ghost, hehe."

The pirate captain couldn't help laughing at his own thoughts.

The smile didn't stop.

A surging wave rushed straight to the ship under the cover of the white mist.

The violent shaking and the increasingly thick fog made the pirate group that had been wandering in the paradise section sober up instantly.

"…What's going on?!"

"Something is moving underwater!"

"Bullshit!"

The pirate captain threw the bottle of wine in disbelief, and drew the sword from his waist and pointed it at the white fog.

"I am the sea--"

The pirate captain paused.

He saw.

A terrifying gecko head comparable to the size of a sea king suddenly emerged from the white fog.

Another turbulent current rushed over.

The gecko dragged its frog-like palm and pounced on the ground.

The pirate captain saw it more clearly.

But this clearer scene.

The courage that was inspired by the strong liquor disappeared instantly!

This is a huge gecko that has been dead for who knows how long but is still parading on the sea.

Half of its head is full of erosion.

And the other half of its face is as horribly swollen as if it has been soaked in water for who knows how many years.

Even the skin is pale.

The occasional moving, lonely eyeballs are even more chilling.

"Sail, there is a sail!"

The crew pointed at the night sky with trembling eyes.

A completely black skeleton sail emerged from the white mist, with a circle of swaying dark flames on both sides of the white skeleton head.

Under the black sail, there was an island standing on the back of a dead gecko.

The pirate captain seemed to remember something, staring at the black sail and muttering:

"Moonlight Moria."

The former Shichibukai

After more than ten years of silence, people have forgotten that this former Shichibukai's terrifying ghost ship, which only sails at night, once set off countless terrifying legends on the sea.

The gecko's terrifying head swam slowly past their pirate ship.

The only remaining pale pupil seemed not to even look at them.

The gecko's movements were very gentle. If it weren't for the turbulent currents under the mist, they wouldn't have discovered it so early.

It let us go!

The pirate captain was about to burst into tears, and the heart that was raised to his throat suddenly let go.

Fortunately, fortunately, we are just insignificant pirates.

He turned his back, and his originally rosy face had already turned pale.

"Leave here"

The pirate captain hadn't finished speaking when he felt a chill running from his coccyx to his head.

The gecko turned his head quietly.

He opened his mouth, and his long, rotten tongue rolled up the pirate ship.

With a click.

He swallowed the pirate ship whole.

Buggy, standing on the black sail, took everything in.

He had been wondering before, what powered Moria's ship.

Now the answer to the question is very clear.

A dead gecko, or rather a gecko-shaped sea king that had been dead for a long time.

The skin was similar to Moria's pale skin, and there was a faint layer of smooth mucous membrane on it.

This method was probably used to avoid the weakness of Moria's shadow control that would fail when encountering sea water.

As for why this gecko could float on the sea surface, even supporting the weight of an island.

Buggy remembered the stench that came out of the intestines when the gecko opened its mouth.

This is the same reason why dead people float.

The body of this giant gecko had long been rotten and deteriorated, and the various gases generated from it supported his huge body.

Moria drove this gecko through shadow control.

However, Buggy was not sure whether there was a gecko corpse first, and then Moria built an island on the back of the corpse, or the gecko had already carried the island on its back.

After all, the difficulty of building an island is far beyond that of a pirate ship.

"Hehehe!"

"Go ahead, the ship of terror, I must let the world government know the terror of Master Moria!"

Not far away.

Moria rarely picked up his long sword again, pointing at the empty night sky and shouting.

I don't know if it's because he lost too much blood, Moria's body has shrunk by two circles, but the long sword he used when he was young is still a bit small in his hand.

He looked passionate.

It seems that he still has too much black.

Buggy touched his chin and bit the corner of his mouth.

He thought of a more interesting question.

I wonder if this gecko can climb onto the Red Earth Continent?

After all, being able to appear on the Grand Line means that the other party has successfully crossed the level of the Upside-Down Mountain...

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