The spears kept darting through the poisonous miasma, but they accomplished nothing.
Whenever they swept one patch away, miasma from elsewhere filled it in, leaving no openings at all.
Moria was on the verge of breaking down inside, because he could not see anything through the poisonous miasma.
Lost and disoriented, he could only hurl his spears again and again in fury.
He hoped to hit the people outside.
But after throwing them, Moria knew perfectly well that he could never hit Doc Q outside this way.
After some thought, he summoned bats and sent them flying outward.
The bats reached the poisonous miasma, but circled around, seemingly unable to break through.
Moria's expression darkened.
"You bastards! What the hell do you want?"
Moria roared at the people outside.
At the same time, he kept sending his bats charging into the poisonous miasma.
He seemed to be trying to have the bats open a path for him.
"Judging by his voice, that guy inside is about to lose his mind. Should we finish him off?"
Cavendish glanced at the others beside him and asked.
He still wanted their opinions on this.
"I think it's about time. Let's stop dragging this out. The captain might get unhappy if we take any longer."
Lafitte twirled his cane, looking refined and gentlemanly.
"All right, I'll use Encirclement from Ten Directions and see if I can finish him off."
Doc Q nodded, a hint of excitement in his eyes.
He never objected to this sort of thing.
Then he began slowly drawing the poisonous miasma inward.
"Damn it, stop! Don't use that move. He can't die."
Seeing what Doc Q was doing, Enel hurriedly spoke up.
"Why can't he die? Is he a relative of yours?"
Doc Q sneered at Enel's words, but did