Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The warship sailed steadily.

Darren stood at the bow of the warship, his hands in his pockets, a lit cigar in his mouth, looking at the endless sea in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

The sea breeze blowing in his face was icy and biting, blowing the wide cloak of justice behind him to flutter.

"Lieutenant General Darren, how should we proceed next!?"

A young naval captain walked over quickly, with a calmness and determination that did not belong to this age between his eyebrows in his slightly immature face, and raised his hand to salute.

His eyes looking at Darren's back exuded a bright and admiring light.

Darren came back to his senses slightly, turned his head, and smiled:

"You seem to be looking forward to this mission, Arthur."

Arthur said excitedly:

"Yes, after all, this is my first time to go out to sea with Lieutenant General Darren to perform a mission!"

Darren smiled.

He had a good impression of Arthur, a young man in his twenties, especially his gentle temperament, which was very similar to that of Dorag, which always reminded him of Dorag before his "defection".

Optimistic, positive, and upbeat, he exuded a vigorous vitality.

And most importantly, in the previous battle of "Coin Island", Arthur's courage and will in the face of the Charlotte brothers were recognized by Darren.

So Darren kept his promise, asked Sengoku for people, and transferred Arthur to his subordinates.

"This mission is very complicated, I guess you will be disappointed."

Darren smiled and patted Arthur's shoulder.

"Go, do your own work, I look forward to your performance."

Arthur was so excited that his face flushed when Darren patted his shoulder so kindly, and saluted again:

"Yes! Lieutenant General Darren, I will definitely work hard!!"

Seeing this kid go on duty and patrol like a chicken blood, Darren shook his head with a smile.

At this moment, the Den Den Mushi in his arms suddenly rang.

Darren was slightly startled, took out the military Den Den Mushi, and connected the signal.

"Flying Squirrel, what's wrong?"

"Have you returned to the North Sea?"

The Flying Squirrel's strange voice came from the Den Den Mushi:

"Well, but a strange thing happened in the North Sea. I thought about it and decided that I still have to let you deal with it."

Darren was stunned.

The list of candidates for the Seven Warlords of the Sea was fiercely competitive. He was thinking about taking action and putting some pressure on the guys he had chosen.

He was busy.

"What's the matter?"

The military Den Den Mushi vividly simulated the strange expression of the Flying Squirrel, and said faintly:

"One of the people you are looking for came to the North Sea. He attacked a small base of the North Sea Navy. He did not kill anyone for the time being, but he clamored to challenge the famous "King of the North Sea."

What?

Darren was really confused now.

There is actually a guy who dares to break into the North Sea without knowing the consequences, and even said that he wants to challenge himself, the "King of the North Sea"?

For a moment, he actually thought that this news was a bit funny.

"So... which idiot is it?"

Flying Squirrel said in a deep voice: "Moonlight Moria."

Darren: "..."

Before this guy was defeated by Kaido, he was really stubborn...

"Okay, I know, I'll come back."

Darren sighed, feeling that some things were absurd.

He didn't go to Moria to cause trouble, but he sent himself to the door.

This saved him a lot of effort.

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North Sea.

327 Naval Base, a branch unit under the 321 Naval Branch.

The three conventional warships near the port have been completely dismembered, and the wreckage is floating on the sea, with black smoke billowing up.

On the collapsed turrets and small military fortresses, a tall figure nearly 7 meters tall sat on the top of the ruins, carrying an exaggerated huge serrated knife on his shoulder, with a sinister smile.

He had dark red hair like onions, a sickly pale skin that had not seen the sun for many years, a thin figure, two pale horns on his forehead, and pointed ears and teeth that made him look like a legendary devil when he smiled, which was extremely scary.

The man wore a shirt with a bat-shaped collar and Gothic art clothing. His cold temperament matched this special outfit, and he actually had a special artistic temperament.

"Moonlight Moria, you heard it."

The flying squirrel put down the Den Den Mushi in his hand, stared at this guy expressionlessly, and said coldly:

"I have already informed Darren, now should you keep your promise and return the soldiers' shadows to them?"

He was in a bad mood, and there were wisps of blue arcs jumping on his fingertips.

I had just rushed back to Beihai from the New World, and before I had even had time to drink a sip of tea, my subordinates informed me thatCome and deal with this guy.

Moonlight Moriah, born in the West Sea, with a bounty of 148 million Baileys.

This guy, who was supposed to enter the New World directly from the West Sea through the Grand Line, came to the North Sea without knowing whether to live or die, and attacked a small branch of their North Sea Navy.

As if to play with or to insult their North Sea Navy, this guy did not kill anyone, but just deprived all the shadows of the navy of the 327 Naval Base, and threatened to challenge the legendary "King of the North Sea".

"Really looking for death..."

The flying squirrel looked at the Moonlight Moriah who was smiling sinisterly in front of him, and such a thought came to his mind.

He glanced at the distance.

At this time, the navy soldiers were hiding in dark corners or hiding in dilapidated military fortresses to avoid direct sunlight.

This is the ability of Moonlight Moriah.

Shadow-Shadow Fruit... Gekko Moriah can deprive others of their shadows, and those who have been deprived of their shadows cannot be exposed to direct sunlight for the rest of their lives. Once exposed to the sunlight, they will be burned to ashes.

It can be said that as long as the shadow is deprived by Gekko Moriah, to some extent, the life of this person is controlled by him.

"Hey, don't be so anxious, he hasn't arrived yet..."

Gekko Moriah laughed arrogantly, and a twisted black shadow slowly rose behind him, like a black liquid, changing shape quickly, dispersing the surrounding sunlight, so weird that it made people shudder.

"I have heard of the title of 'King of the North Sea' many times even from the West Sea. I have always been very curious about how strong this guy who killed the legendary pirate Shiki the Golden Lion is..."

He looked down at the naval captain in front of him with a playful look on his face, sneering:

"I set out to sea from my hometown and fought my way into the Grand Line from the West Sea. I have never met a decent opponent... I conquered the West Sea and Paradise... But just before I was about to step into the New World, I heard the news that the Golden Lion died in the North Sea."

"Shiki the Golden Lion... Hehehe, that's the guy I have always wanted to challenge."

"So I came here. Before entering the New World, I conquered the North Sea, so that I can prove myself!"

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