John's Nemesis, Moria

Captain John finally went down and lost consciousness.

His strongest swordsman officer did not last much longer under the combined assault of Silver Axe's massive axe and Babel's flames.

His weapon was soon knocked away, and Babel blasted him in the chest with a Flame Fist, making him cough up blood and pass out.

With their leaders falling one after another, everyone left in the John Pirates instantly lost the will to fight.

They faced Moria's expressionless Zombie Army, who feared neither pain nor injury, as well as the others watching them hungrily from the Mike and the White Shell.

No one knew who dropped their weapon first, but a chorus of clattering followed.

All the remaining pirates discarded their weapons and armor and crouched on the deck with their hands over their heads, trembling.

"Hee hee hee! You should've done that from the start!"

Moria laughed smugly.

He ordered his zombies to drag the gravely wounded, unconscious John to the center of the main deck and bind him securely with sturdy ropes.

A group of zombies formed a circle, trapping John in the middle.

Moria rubbed his hands as he looked at the unconscious John, excitement gleaming in his eyes.

This was a former officer of the Rocks Pirates, a notorious pirate with a bounty of over a billion!

How powerful would his shadow be?

But he did not act immediately. Instead, he turned to Lin Nuo with a questioning look. "Lin Nuo, can I take this guy's shadow?"

Lin Nuo gave a slight nod, feeling somewhat pleased.

He'd finally stopped calling me that damned white-haired bastard.

And this little tyrant of the West Blue had accepted him as his captain from the bottom of his heart, learning to ask permission before taking important action.

"Of course." Lin Nuo