"Ah, that bastard old man is pretty scary. Sometimes I don't even dare face him. This guy was probably scared out of his wits too, right?" Yamato stated the blunt truth with a perfectly serious expression.
Unfortunately, an unintentional stab was often the deadliest. To Moria's ears, this was even harder to bear than Hancock's mockery.
What the hell did that mean? He, Gecko Moria, a dignified Great Pirate, was inferior to a little girl like her?
Well, Gecko Moria really was no match for Yamato, that model filial daughter. After all, in the original story, Yamato had been brutalized by Kaido's spiked club for twenty years and still remained the same "strange man."
"Kishishishishishi! You two little girls, go die!" Veins bulged across Moria's forehead as he waved a hand. The Shadow Asgardian beside him instantly appeared at Hancock's side and launched a furious assault.
After exchanging a few moves, Hancock frowned. The Shadow Asgardian was not particularly strong in combat, but as a shadow, he was virtually immune to all attacks. Fortunately, he could not stray too far from Moria. Hancock quickly changed targets and attacked Moria instead.
However, even with Hancock and Yamato joining forces, they were still at a disadvantage against Gecko Moria.
If this had been the Gecko Moria from more than a decade later—the one who had neglected his training until his body looked like an onion—Yamato and Hancock might actually have been able to take him down. But though the current Moria was far from his peak, he was still vastly stronger than either of them.
"Urgh!" Yamato, transformed into a white half-werewolf, spat out a mouthful of blood. Moria's blade sent her flying, carving a massive wound across her body that nearly cut her in half at the waist.
"Storm Wave—Hyakuretsukyaku." Hancock's