The recovered Straw Hat Crew naturally wanted to find their own shadows, so they went all the way and released everyone in the cells who had lost their shadows. Then, just as the group leaving the prison was about to depart, they suddenly heard a voice from inside a cell.
"Um, I haven't left yet. Could you take me out too?"
"Eek, eek, eek! The skeleton talked!!" The group scattered in panic, their eyes bulging and mouths hanging open. They put on the famous exaggerated expressions of the Pirate World.
Clearly, this Mr. Skeleton was the Soul King, Brook.
He had been locked in the prison earliest. After suffering the effects of the Negative Hollows for a long time, he had actually come up with a way to resist them: he lay flat on the ground and simply gave up, remaining completely motionless to attract less attention from the Negative Hollows.
Other than his strange-looking fluffy afro, preserved because its dense keratin was not easily broken down by microorganisms, he looked no different from an ordinary pile of bones.
As a result, most of those who came later assumed the skeleton on the ground was an old corpse. Wasn't it perfectly normal for a dungeon to have bones lying around?
From Brook, the Straw Hat Crew and the other prisoners also learned how to reclaim their shadows—seawater and salt!
Afterward, the Straw Hat Crew prepared to first call over Oceanus, who had been guarding the Thousand Sunny all this time.
As a Homie formed from seawater, Oceanus did not merely counter Sand Crocodile. Even Gecko Moria's zombie army had to turn and flee at the sight of him!
Although Oceanus had been slacking off the whole time, he was still willing to help with such a small matter.
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