Senga patted Moria's arm and said,
"You know Brook, right? Did you put his shadow on the zombie? Let that zombie come over here."
Upon hearing this, Moria's eyes widened suddenly, wondering how Senga knew about this.
It's important to know that the zombie that possessed Brook's shadow was a special being; he was a figure from Wano Country hundreds of years ago, revered as the "Sword God," Shimotsuki Ryuma.
His strength during his lifetime was definitely among the top tier. When Moria escaped from Kaido, he took the opportunity to steal his corpse and became one of his strongest zombies.
Moreover, Ryoma is different from other zombies; he still retains his memories from his previous life. If it weren't for the power of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit, a strong individual like him would never have obeyed Moria's orders.
Moria had a premonition that Zombie Ryuma was probably going to be finished today.
He was naturally reluctant to part with this extremely powerful zombie, but since it was Senga who wanted it, he dared not say anything more.
He summoned Ryoma directly using his ability, then nodded to Senga and said,
"Admiral Purple Kirin, the Ryoma is on its way and will arrive here soon!"
"Hmm, not bad. I'll take Brook's shadow back from him later. Do you have any objections?"
"Of course not! I just wanted to ask, what is the relationship between Admiral Purple Kirin and that Brook?"
I owe him a favor.
"..."
Moria stared at Senga in disbelief. In his mind, Senga's strength was already incredibly close to that of a god; how could she possibly owe anyone a favor?
Not to mention Brook, who can't even beat a zombie?
Senga didn't bother to explain; his Heavenly Net had already covered the entire Thousand Sunny, and he sensed an object moving towards him within the magnetic field.
Just then, a strange sound rang out.
"Hello hello hello..."
Senga glanced sideways and saw a ghost doll with a smiling face trying to rub against her with ill intent.
Beside the chandelier on the ceiling, Perona looked down at Senga with anticipation. This troubled girl was far less afraid of Senga than of the men; her curiosity about Senga outweighed her fear.
Perona had long wanted to see for herself what kind of person Purple Kirin, who was known as the strongest Admiral in the navy, really was.
The result did not disappoint her; that suffocatingly powerful sense of oppression did indeed shock her and leave an indelible impression on her mind.
But the more this was the case, the more Perona wanted to see what an interesting sight it would be if a powerful figure like Purple Kirin were to fall victim to her "Negi Negi no Mi".
Just thinking about it made Perona squint and chuckle to herself.
However, just as the ghost doll was about to touch Senga's body, Senga's Rinnegan clashed with it.
Senga's expression remained calm and undisturbed, and there was not a trace of emotion in her Rinnegan, but the Ghost Doll stood frozen in mid-air.
Its face showed an expression of fear that even Perona had never seen before, and it dared not take another step forward.
Perona was stunned, for she realized she had lost control of the ghost doll!
However, something even more shocking happened to Perona: Senga slowly reached out a hand and placed it on the ghost doll's head.
Ghost dolls have no physical form; under normal circumstances, if an ordinary person wants to touch a ghost's body, they will simply pass through it.
But Senga actually grabbed the ghost doll by the head and pulled it in front of her.
Perona finally lost her composure. She quickly descended from above, bringing her face almost touching Senga's.
Perona's expression was now just like that of the ghost doll, both looking completely incredulous, which made Senga burst out laughing.
He was able to capture the ghost doll because the Human Path ability of the Rinnegan naturally has a restraining effect on energy related to the soul.
With the added pressure of the Rinnegan, the ghost doll was no different from a bratty child in his presence.
Perona didn't know anything about Senga's Rinnegan, so she asked eagerly.
"Why can you catch my ghost!?"
"Instead of that, you should be thinking about the consequences of attacking me, shouldn't you?"
Senga asked a question in return, putting on a serious expression. Perona was so startled that she took two steps back and fell to the ground with a thud.
Before Senga could say anything more, she suddenly hugged herself and burst into tears.
Senga looked at Perona speechlessly. He only wanted to scare this quirky gothic Lolita girl, he didn't mean to really punish her.
Seeing this, Moria quickly jumped in to smooth things over, saying,
"Admiral Purple Kirin! Please don't take her seriously, she..."
Moria stopped abruptly as he noticed that Senga was staring at him, making him feel uneasy.
"Of course I won't stoop to her level, but as her captain, shouldn't you be punished a little?"
Before Moria could react, Senga commanded Perona's ghost doll to pass through Moria's body.
Moria knelt down immediately, a dark cloud hanging over him, looking utterly dejected.
"If there is an afterlife, I want to be a happy black pig..."
"..."
Absalom and Hogback covered their mouths tightly, their faces turning purple from holding back laughter, indicating they were struggling to suppress their mirth.
But they didn't hold back for long before they followed in Moria's footsteps, both kneeling on the ground.
"If there is an afterlife, I long to be a delicate woman..."
"I'm just a fat, ugly, and monstrous pervert..."
"Horo horo horo!"
Perona didn't care about such things anymore. Just a moment ago she was sitting on the ground crying, but now she was laughing so hard that tears were streaming down her face.
Senga got up from the sofa, walked over to Perona, knelt down, and said,
"What? Aren't you scared now?"
Perona's expression froze, and she quickly stopped laughing, nodding repeatedly. She was completely convinced by Senga.
Senga reached out and touched her little head with pink twin ponytails, smiled at her, and left Perona stunned before getting up and looking towards the entrance of the hall.
There stood a figure dressed in a white kimono, holding a samurai sword.
This was Senga's target for this trip: Shimotsuki Ryuma in his zombie form.
Shimotsuki Ryuma pointed the Black Blade Shusui at Senga. Because Brook's soul had been implanted in his body, some of his behaviors inevitably carried Brook's habits, such as his frequent "yohohoho" laughter.
But when facing Senga, he felt a long-lost sensation in his decaying body—the oppressive feeling unique to the strong.
At this moment, Shimotsuki Ryuma's will seemed to regain its dominance; his expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice,
"Unknown powerful being, I wonder if you can grant me liberation today?"
Senga smiled, and a deep purple energy blade appeared in his hand. His Susanoo had reached its peak; even in his normal state, he could summon a weapon that Perfect Susanoo.
This deep purple energy blade was named Sword of Susanoo.