Boarding, the Master of Thriller Bark

On the eerie island, a misty fog adds to the mystery and fear.

Standing amidst the thick fog, Yamato his toes lightly treading the air, Yamato's eyes shone as he gazed down at the endless forest and the most prominent, gloomy ancient castle.

"It's an overseas castle. This is the first time I've ever seen one. It's so different from the architectural style of Wano Country!"

"Indeed, but the whole castle is gloomy and doesn't look like a benevolent place at all..."

"Yamato, you take charge of the front lines, while I'll investigate from the shadows to see what secrets this eerie and strange castle holds."

Hiyori's sleeves covered the corners of her mouth, her smile revealing confidence.

Since her brother said there were treasures from Wano Country on this ship, there must be no problem. She also wanted to see who was so audacious.

Not only did she steal the treasures of Wano Country, but she also hid in the mist and played tricks on her brother and the others. She would never forgive her.

"Alright, let's go!"

Without a word, Yamato vanished in a flash, and moments later, his body shimmered with azure light, Hiyori's words echoed in his mind.

"Seriously, Yamato, you've got it wrong! The entrance is on the right!"

With a helpless Silent Blood Armor. The countless regularly flowing azure magic symbols on her wrist slowly disappeared, Hiyori then stepped into the strange building on the Thriller Bark.

"Huh? Not this way!"

Looking around, Yamato realized he was getting further and further away from the stairs. Yamato awkward laugh and turned around to walk up the stairs.

"It really is here, it's clearly my own home, so why is it designed to be so complicated? This must be the Thriller Bark..."

Squeak!

Yamato pushed open the huge door in front of him, and the stairs in front of him seemed to lead directly to someone's master bedroom.

"It's so empty! Hey! Is anyone there?!"

With his hands cupped into a megaphone shape, he shouted Yamato, causing the massive figure lying on the bed to slowly open his eyes and sit up.

"What?! I've only been here for one day and I've already met a customer. That's really lucky, hehehehehe..."

As the lights came on, a figure as large as a hill rose up in the huge Gothic-style room, revealing a set of sharp teeth.

His body was far larger than that of an average person, and his gaping maw and deep purple lips were chilling; it was unclear whether they were natural or applied with lipstick.

Whether it's the pointed horns on his head, his long ears, or his clothing style, he gives off a sense of death and decadence, but the power he possesses cannot be ignored.

"Ah! So that's how it is, this is what they call Gothic style!"

Yamato realized, but the figure in front of him lowered his head and looked at the child who was 1.8 meters tall but still had obvious childishness on his face, and his mouth twitched slightly.

"The first guest is this brat? How old are you? Why did you come to Thriller Bark? I don't want my first guest to be an underage brat."

Seemingly having heard the other party's complaint, Yamato shouted angrily.

"I'll be an adult soon, I'll be sixteen after my birthday. I'm a grown-up, don't treat me like a child, really!"

"It really is a brat who hasn't even reached adulthood yet. Oh well, let's just leave. I thought I was going to run into a pushover with a bounty of tens of millions of Beli, but it turns out to be a kid who hasn't even matured yet. What a disappointment."

Seeing Moriah lie back on the bed, Yamato, whose anger was nearing its peak Yamato, gripped his iron rod tightly, his expression grim.

"Hey, you who look down on me! I'm a challenger who's going to challenge the Four Emperors, not some underage brat. State your name!"

"Hehe, hehehehehe! Challenge the Four Emperors? You'll need to find a group of trustworthy teammates first, otherwise you'll only lose everything."

"Leave the troubles to the living. Once your companions are dead, you'll never have to worry about them again. Because you're alive, you're bound to lose..."

"Kid, I'm Moonlight Moriah. Ever heard of me? Hehehehehe..."

Meanwhile, on Hiyori's side, as she stepped into the corridor of the building, the gradually decreasing temperature made her frown slightly.

"It's indoors, so why is it getting colder and colder? Something seems wrong..."

Soon after, Hiyori was greatly surprised to see the massive iron gate behind it, with its wisps of cold air and the gate itself frozen solid.

"A cold storage? Why is there such a large cold storage? What's kept inside?"

After a moment of silence, her fair hand rested on the hilt of the sword, and a clang was heard.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The azure blade flashed and disappeared in an instant. After the triangular gap was breached, a dense chill swept over, causing ice crystals to form on Hiyori's long, flowing hair.

"Is that... a giant? Or a demon?!"

Stepping inside, the rows of iron coffins displayed in the cold storage room shocked Hiyori.

"How many corpses are in here? What are they for? What exactly is going on here...?"

Da da da da...

The sound of high heels echoed down the corridor. In the cold storage room, Hiyori's expression shifted as she glanced around suspiciously.

"Could the treasures of Wano Country that my brother mentioned be related to this place? We should grab someone and ask them."

With a flicker of movement, concealing all her aura, Hiyori hid behind the giant demon in front of her, silently waiting for the footsteps to approach.

"Hiss! Why is the cold storage so cold today? Hey! Wait... why is there a gap in the cold storage door?!"

After struggling to squeeze inside, Hogback quickly looked around and, after confirming that most of the precious corpses were alright, cautiously approached a few special corpses.

"Phew, thank goodness, Captain John's body is fine, next one, next one..."

Standing on the demon's shoulder, after confirming that the obese man below, wearing fishnet stockings and high-heeled leather boots, hadn't noticed her, Hiyori silently looked over, a hint of suspicion rising in her heart.

"What are they collecting these bodies for?"

Just as Hiyori was puzzled, the next coffin pier that was pulled open left her stunned, unable to come to her senses for a long time.

His white-based, blue-sleeved Wano Country attire, with the word "dragon" embroidered on both shoulders, bore the marks of time, leaving his muscular physique withered and shriveled.

"The body of Ryuma, the swordsman and swordsman of Wano Country, is fine. Very good, very good..."

"So it was you, the one who stole the remains of the Sword God of Wano Country, the one who stole the legendary sword ' Shusui,' the one who plunged Wano Country into misery! It was you!"

A cold, merciless voice, seemingly brimming with boundless rage, rang out above him. Hogback hurriedly looked up, and a dazzling blade approached from afar, heading straight for his throat.

"Who is it?!"