Chapter 403 Moria
The Warlords of the Sea—people bearing this title were undoubtedly prominent figures on the seas.
Though they didn't possess the pirate emperors' massive forces and unstoppable momentum, this title still represented formidable power beyond ordinary reach.
Even for certain individuals in this lineup, opposing pirate emperors wasn't impossible.
However, the organization called the Warlords of the Sea had begun suffering personnel losses.
Jinbei and Hawkeye were practically nominal members. Bartholomew Kuma was completely a Revolutionary Army spy. That woman Hancock also stood on his side. Doflamingo had been killed by Tesoro. Crocodile had fled to the New World.
Finally remaining was this Moria he was about to face.
Come to think of it—had the Warlord roster already been filled?
Brett thought this while crossing the sky.
If he remembered correctly, when that kid Ace reached Sabaody Archipelago, hadn't he received the Government's invitation to become a Warlord?
Had that guy Mihawk already filled this vacant position ahead of time?
Forget it. Such matters didn't matter. Brett had already arrived above that castle.
"Might as well say hello first."
Brett's right hand casually flicked. Amid crackling electric light, a lightning spear had already been thrown out.
The lightning spear directly pierced the castle. After penetrating deep inside, it detonated. Brilliant electric light shot skyward. Most of the castle was directly blown to ruins.
"Tch. Quite brilliant fireworks."
Brett chuckled softly. "Just wonder if the host likes them."
"Who is it?!"
Almost the next second, a shrill cry came from the ruined castle. Soon, some corpulent fellow crawled from the debris, roaring toward the sky.
His belly round like a ball. His neck very long—almost as thick as his head. His figure looked extremely unbalanced.
"Who did this?!!"
He roared furiously.
"Right here, right here."
Brett spoke while slowly descending, landing atop a broken wall, looking down at Moria below.
His own height was already absurd—over five meters tall, in no way inferior to Katakuri. But before this Moria guy he seemed somewhat overshadowed. This guy's height only slightly less than Kaido's.
However, quite dull. Needed to call out himself before noticing his presence.
Brett sighed helplessly. After suffering crushing defeats, what exactly had this guy and Crocodile experienced? How had they degenerated to this state?
"You bastard—"
Moria finally noticed Brett. He raised his head in shock and fury. Then the instant he clearly saw Brett's appearance, his pupils contracted.
"Fish-Man Brett!!"
Brett felt somewhat helpless. Had "Fish-Man" already become his exclusive title?
Why did everyone who saw him use this address? Wasn't there also "Pirate Emperor"? That sounded much cooler.
Moria was truly startled badly.
This was quite normal. Even the Fleet Admiral suddenly seeing an emperor appear before him would probably likewise have fine cold sweat seeping from his forehead.
Moria immediately adjusted his mindset. He grinned, roaring furiously. "What the hell do you mean?!"
"Suddenly running over to attack me—tired of living?!"
Wow, people sailing the seas were always so confident.
Brett smiled. "Then I won't waste words. You stole the shadow of a friend of mine. Please return it."
"What a joke!"
Veins bulged on Moria's forehead. Brett could already hear volcanic fury erupting in his heart. "Stop spouting such arrogance before me! Who do you think I am?!"
Suddenly having someone find his stronghold, then a bombardment round, even his home blown apart.
Now this bastard attacker still wanted him to return painstakingly collected shadows. How could Moria not rage?
"Go die!! Brett!!"
Deep Sea Emperor?
I'm beating emperors here!
Just worried about lacking targets after that bastard Kaido fell. Wasn't a new enemy delivering itself?
Even more coincidentally—this bastard possessed the same ability as Kaido!
Perhaps this was fate.
"Shadow Horn Spear!!"
Accompanying Moria's furious roar, below the wall Brett stood on, shadows gathered, then thrust upward.
Shadows broke free from planar constraints, becoming extremely sharp spears.
Brett lightly leaped backward, nimbly avoiding this strike. "Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous. Quite a despicable technique."
This technique's power was just so-so. Even without Armament Haki, Brett didn't think it could break through his physical defenses.
But the attack location was too underhanded. Who attacked directly from below toward the crotch?
"So you refuse negotiation?"
Brett nodded lightly. As expected, ultimately resorting to violence.
This was helpless reality. Language proved not very useful on these seas.
"Scatter—Bats!!"
The thrusting shadow spears scattered, transforming into countless bats flying toward Brett.
Brett didn't even bother dodging, letting these bats surround him.
No matter how hard these bats tried, they absolutely couldn't leave any marks on him.
"Damn it!!"
Moria recalled bad memories. This bastard's body was just as indestructible as Kaido's!
"Shadow Box!!"
The bats surrounding Brett became a box enclosing him. Inside this box extended countless blades, thrusting toward Brett.
However, all shadow blades broke the instant they touched Brett's skin, absolutely unable to cause any harm.
"Looks like that's all."
Brett shook his head.
The next instant, brilliant electric light exploded from his legs. He simply charged forward, already directly smashing through the shadow box, then shooting toward Moria like lightning.
Too fast!!
Moria only saw a blur. Brett's large hand was about to press on his face.
Brett crushed a mass of shadows.
Somehow the Moria before him had already become an aggregate of shadows.
Doppelman.
This was a technique allowing the main body and shadow to exchange positions.
But meaningless. Because the next instant, Brett had already reflected backward.
Moria—just emerging from the shadows—couldn't react at all before Brett's hand already gripped his neck.
"Checkmate."
Brett smiled.
"Release Moria-sama!"
From the ruined debris, someone flew toward the sky.
"Oh?"
Brett raised an eyebrow slightly.