Against-the-Heavenly Ability, Memory Absorption

"Rumble..."

Vergo merely lasted for a split second under this move, and then the entire man was swallowed by the ghost dragon.

When everything returned to calm.

A large crater with a diameter of a full twenty meters appeared on the ground, and Vergo lay right in the middle of it. Yet at this moment, where was his previous composure and self-confidence?

There was even less of his prior dominance.

What remained was only wretchedness and misery.

Because at this time, Vergo's clothes were completely shattered, and there was an enormous wound on his chest, with ghost flames still burning upon it.

Fresh blood continuously gushed from the corners of his mouth.

"Heh..."

Vergo could not help but let out a chuckle, though it looked somewhat sinister at the moment: "It seems that it wasn't just those two brothers who were naive..."

Immediately, his gaze fell upon Moke: "It seems that not only Young Master there, but even Marine Headquarters made a massive misjudgment regarding your strength. Your strength right now is already pushing right up to Hawkeye, the head of the Shichibukai..."

Moke simply pressed the Sandai Kitetsu in his hand against Vergo's throat.

Vergo seemed to have resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes, for under this strike, he had lost all power to resist.

Moke, however, frowned slightly. Honestly... many fans of the sea felt it was a pity for Vergo. For a character like this to exit the stage was simply too early...

There was no help for it, regardless of whether it was that special Armament Haki of his that carried black within purple and could cover his entire body.

Or that strength with which he single-handedly brutally abused Smoker and Law, both were so dazzling.

"It really would be a pity to just kill him like this..."

A decision formed in Moke's mind instantly. He saw the tattoo of the holy sword on his chest begin to emit a strong light, which finally surged into Vergo's body through the Sandai Kitetsu.

One had to know that the eerie power of the holy sword possessed the ability to control human hearts.

"Huh?"

Vergo was instantly struck as if heavily hit, and his whole body began to struggle.

And right at that moment, Moke's hand had already pressed down upon his head.

"Memory Absorption..."

Vergo was struggling against the eerie power of the holy sword and could no longer resist the power of the Devil Fruit. His will was directly shattered...

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Vergo screamed endlessly.

Meanwhile, Moke's face was also somewhat pale, and cold sweat even seeped from his forehead. Because at this moment, a massive amount of Vergo's memories surged madly into his brain.

Damn it... I was careless!

It seemed this move could not be used carelessly. No, it was best not to use it in the future. However, this time, he did not give up. Gritting his teeth and persisting until the end... his head felt like it was about to explode.

This was, after all, all the memories of a person's entire life, even those memories hidden in the deepest recesses that the person himself might not even remember.

It was simply too massive.

When the very last trace of Vergo's memory was sucked away by him, Moke's body swayed, and his eyes were already filled with bloodshot veins.

"Memory Return..."

Moke returned the memories back, but the returned memories had already been tampered with by Moke. Many of them were fabricated by him out of thin air, and Vergo's memories concerning Doflamingo's crew were thoroughly left deep within his mind.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

After everything was finished, Moke panted rather heavily. Involuntarily, he sat down to the side and closed his eyes to rest. Right now, he truly understood what it meant to have a splitting headache.

His head really was splitting!

It swelled fiercely...

Since he was like this, the one who had been messed with, Vergo, suffered an even greater toll. At this moment, he had lost consciousness. Fortunately, Moke had already used the power of the holy sword to heal his injuries.

Otherwise, he would probably have croaked.

After a long while, Vergo slowly woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, a trace of confusion flashed through Vergo's eyes first. Immediately, when he saw Moke sitting to the side, his face instantly straightened.

He stood up respectfully: "Young Master!"

Moke had already recovered somewhat by this time, but he was still a bit dizzy. There would definitely not be a next time... this feeling was far too agonizing.

Then he looked at Vergo, a trace of a smile finally appearing on his face.

This time, the suffering had not been in vain.

Doflamingo's strongest subordinate and best spy was now his. He could not help but nod in satisfaction: "You take these two brothers back to the Marines! After a while, I will send a Devil Fruit over to you. By then, I hope your position in the Marines will step up even further."

Hearing this, Vergo first frowned slightly, then nodded: "Yes, Young Master!"

Moke: "I know you don't want to eat a Devil Fruit, but the one I give you is extremely suitable for a physical-combat powerhouse. Moreover, you must understand that Devil Fruits are merely a means to grow stronger, and they will not affect your own cultivation..."

Vergo nodded once more.

Vergo left and returned to G1. Yet Moke was extremely happy, as he now had a secret piece on the inside among the Marines.

Furthermore, he was an absolutely loyal subordinate.

He really wanted a few more loyal subordinates like this, but the moment he thought of that recent sensation, he resolutely abandoned the idea. He certainly didn't want his entire head to explode...

Even if it didn't explode, he feared turning into someone with a giant head like Vegapunk...

Half a month later, Moke had already arrived at Champion Island.

This was a holy land for martial artists, and thus an unclaimed territory. No matter which faction it was, none would easily cause trouble here.

Because messing with this place was equivalent to messing with the entire community of martial artists.

The moment he stepped onto the island, a person immediately hurried over. "Pardon me, are you here to participate in the fighting tournament, or to watch the fighting tournament?"

Hearing this, Moke was slightly stunned.

You must know that while he absorbed Vergo's memories, he also acquired the cultivation methods within Vergo's memories, including the training for the Six Powers and Armament Haki.

The reason it took him half a month to arrive was precisely to transform these cultivation methods into his own strength.

Therefore, interest instantly sparked in him. "Can I still register now? As far as I know, the fighting tournament here started long ago."

"Our fighting tournament here has two formats. One is to fight your way up step by step. The other is the challenge mode."

"Right now, the first format is out of the question. However, if you have confidence in your own strength, you could certainly choose the second one."

Pfft...

Before Moke could speak, a person off to the side had already burst out laughing. "Ali... this gentleman has twin swords tucked at his waist! Anyone can tell at a glance that he's a swordmaster. You actually suggested he enter a fighting tournament? Are you trying to kill everyone with laughter?"

Before Moke, the young man named Ali flushed red.

He was a newcomer among the port reception staff and was out drumming up business for the very first time today. Nerves had led him to make such a huge joke.

It was over!

He figured he was about to become the laughingstock of this entire trade for a whole year.

Moke, however, grew even more interested. "Come on, explain the specifics of this second challenge to me."

Ali was momentarily stunned, then thought to himself, Consider it practice...

Besides, the person before him, even if not a martial arts powerhouse, was not someone he could afford to offend. Hence, he immediately began to explain. "On Champion Island, three or four champions reside year-round. You can choose to challenge them, and by defeating them, you may challenge the champion of the current tournament."