Thriller Bark

After shaking hands with the skeleton, some of them gradually realized that he was a wanted criminal too, wasn't he? Even if his bounty was decades old. Still, the Rumbar Pirates had never really committed any atrocities; they had merely sailed in defiance of a ban. They had been wiped out just six months after entering the Grand Line, and judging by his appearance, he had already died once. Death wiped the slate clean, so everyone was fairly accepting of him.

With a click, Cairns took a picture of Brook as proof that he was dead, which would allow his old bounty to be canceled.

Brook even struck a pose, lifting his hat and smiling.

Miming was speechless. "You really don't need to pose."

Robin smiled. "If only we could be as cheerful as Mr. Brook when we die."

"Hey!" Miming hurriedly cut off Robin's morbid joke. "Don't jinx us! I know you're happy for them, but..."

Just then, as if Robin really had jinxed them, an enormous dark silhouette appeared in the mist. With a boom, something huge collided with Laboon, the island whale.

Having spent so long around humans, Laboon had become quite gentle and had yet to recognize the other party's hostility. Merely annoyed, he rammed his head into the wall that had suddenly appeared, producing a deafening crash.

"Thriller Bark!" the recently captured pirates shouted.

The outline of an enormous island appeared before them. An island this large was actually a ship? An unbroken iron wall surrounded it, and within stood not only a forest but a castle.

"This time, I'm getting my shadow back!" Brook's expression changed. Drawing his sword, he leaped into the sea and ran across the waves toward the enormous silhouette of sails, shouting as he went, "Everyone, get out of here!