Moria's death / The legendary blade

Kuina knew, so she did not ask. Instead, she stared at Moria in astonishment.

She could sense the immense energy inside Moria, but his physique was so poor that he resembled a fat man who had eaten too much. He could barely walk, so how could he

fight?

"Huh?"

Kuta had only just returned and had barely collected himself when a peculiar malice suddenly locked onto him. "Does this guy think he isn't dying fast enough?"

He raised his head and glanced at Ryuma and Brook, whose battle had already ended.

As expected, Brook had defeated Ryuma.

It was not that Ryuma was weak. After all, he had lived centuries ago. His body had only escaped complete decay because it had been buried in ice, preserving it until now.

Even so, he had managed to fight Brook for a while. Although he had ultimately lost, lasting that long against Brook with a ruined body and a trace of the will he had possessed in life was impressive enough.

Then Kuta shifted his gaze to the right and finally looked at the completely transformed Moria. The man now resembled an enormous balloon. His body contained tremendous power, but he could not bring it together, and any external blow could easily make him spit out the shadows he had swallowed.

Just then, Moria also turned his gaze toward Kuta. No, toward Perona beside him.

Ignoring the Ahua Trio, he strode forward and charged straight toward Kuta.

"Silver Hair, let Perona go!"

With a roar, he smashed his fist toward Kuta.

"So it was for Perona!"

Kuta had to admit that this man truly treated his subordinates well, and his genuine subordinates would risk their lives for him in return. That was actually rare among pirates.

Most pirates were selfish. Expecting a pirate