Chapter 108: !!!

Chapter 108: !!!

Marine G8 branch base.

In a certain room.

"…to the Florian Triangle"

Vice admiral Vergo, Don Quixote Elite Officer Vergo to be more precise, was holding the Den Den Mushi in his hand and said: "Ok, I see."

On the other side of the phone, it was one of Vergo's staff placed in the T-72 branch to monitor Ron's actions and report to him. As a vice admiral, it was quite normal to pay close attention to the actions of his subordinates, and to the branched under his command.

After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, Virgo showed a thoughtful look.

"Hum, he is going to investigate what happened to the merchants associate's ship…If we can pull some strings to make him face Moria, this brat problem could be solved without unnecessary problems."

Because the family valued Vergo's undercover identity more than settling the score with Ron, Virgo didn't find a chance to get rid of Ron. But this time Ron went to the Florian Triangle, and it was a great opportunity to finish him.

If Ron enters in conflict with Moria, whether he got himself killed by the Shichibukai, or get demoted by the angered world government, he would be done for.

"It seems its time."

…

"It seems that there is no way to dissuade you."

Nami and Ron stepped on the core of the wizard tower and flew to the top of the warship's cabin. She jumped off the sea stone and muttered: " In the Florian Triangle, besides Moria, there might be some weird things like ghosts and skeletons?"

Seeing that Nami was afraid, Ron found it funny and said: "You're not even afraid of Moria, and telling me that ghosts and skeletons are creeping you out?"

"That's not the same."

Nami rolled her eyes and said: "Moriya is alive, but ghosts are dead."

Ron stayed quiet.

Nami saw Ron staring at her without saying a word, so, she shouted: "Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"

"You were cuter when afraid… that's a hell of a fierce face you got now. "

"…"

Nami was speechless for a while, then soon transformed into a demon and yelled at Ron:" Stop making such lame jokes when others are in fear."

Ron pursed his lips.

After placing the two magic tower cores on the top of the warship's cabin, Ron and Nami descended from the top of the warship and landed on the deck.

"Ron-San… if you are going to the Florian Triangle, don't you think we should report to the headquarters first?", Puka came over and said with slight hesitation.

After all, Ron was heading towards one of the Shichibukai's territory, and conflicts could happen easily.

"No need."

Ron said lightly: "Even if we report to the headquarters, they will permit the investigation, as long as we don't meddle with the Shichibukai affairs. This time, we are just going to search for the missing ships in that area…There is a slight chance to meet the Shichibukai."

Puka thought about it, and he was still not convinced…he was sure that such a mission won't end well and more likely it would cause tension with the Shichibukai.

The warship quickly left the port and headed towards the Florian triangle.

…

In a few days.

The Florian Triangle.

In the depths of the heavy mist, in a dim area, where the sun couldn't reach out, a giant island, which looked like a huge three-masted ship, was slowly drifting on the sea.

It was Moria's Thriller Bark, the largest ship in the world.

The island was surrounded by a huge outer wall that went around the ship, with a gate resembling a giant mouth and four separate chains connected from the wall to the mast above the mansion. The island had an old broken inner stone wall encircling it with towers and a moat. There was a mansion in the middle of the island, surrounded by a dead forest. The entire ship somewhat resembled the stereotypical scenery in vampire or horror movies, such as Dracula or Frankenstein.

At that time.

On the inside of the colossal sailing ship, a merchant ship was tumbling in the sea, and the sound of horror and screams continued to flow from it.

Hiss!

A sword flashed by, splitting several frightened soldiers in two.

At the same time, on the deck not far away, two palms suddenly appeared in the air, pinching a soldier's neck, twisted it violently till it broke.

A body gradually emerged from nothingness, it was Absalom one of the mysterious four working under Moria, who was a Paramecia devil fruit's user, the Suke Suke no Mi (Clear-Clear Fruit).

"Hey! I said, don't split everyone into pieces, the master will get angry, these are all new zombie materials!"

Absalom showed his body, and pointed at a distant zombie with a sword, scolding.

"Oh, Ho, Ho."

Said, the zombie holding a big sharp sword. He was a zombie made from the body of Shimotsuki Ryuma. As he heard the complaints of Absalom, he casually put his sword on his shoulder.

There were not many guards remaining on the merchant ship, around ten people, who were terrified unable to move a muscle. Even if their enemy were just two people, Absalom and Ryuma, they were powerless against them.

"I'm… the director of the merchants'' association, you can't do this!"

In the broken cabin, an old man shuddered and said to Absalom: "You work under that man! take me to see Gecko Moria, I can give him money!"

"… "

Absalom's eyes shifted from Ryuma to the director, with a trace of indifference, said: "It is a pity that the master has no interest in money."

Among the Shichibukai, Kuma was the king of a country, Boa Hancock had to provide supplies to the Amazon Lilly islanders, the dark trades of Doflamingo were all over the world, and even Jimbei would use the money to help the poor fishermen. Even the Crocodile needed money to maintain The Baroque Works.

There were only two not interested in money at all.

Hawkeyes Mihawk and Gecko Moria.

The former was interested only in stuff related to swordsmanship, and even if he occasionally went out to hunt pirates, he was just bored and wanted to have some fun. As for the latter, he was only concerned about corpses and wanted to create an invincible zombie army, which did not need food or clothing.

"No, no…"

The director of the merchants' association said in horror.

Absalom shook his head slightly, picked up a sword, walked forward, then said:" This old man… He is not worthy to be transformed into a fighting zombie. He could only be used as a toy to frighten people."

Next to the director, there were several guards scared to death. Seeing Absalom approaching, no one dared to step forward and face him, their hands were trembling as they held their weapons.

But.

Just as Absalom was about to swing his sword, a violent roar came suddenly from not far away.

Suddenly, a large area of the outer wall of the giant ship was shattered. The ocean current and the gusty wind roared, causing the merchant ship to shake violently.

"What happened?!"

Absalom's pupils shrank, as he turned his head to look in the direction of the havoc. Looking at the scene, his face changed drastically.

A marine warship emerged from the broken wall, wrapped in the waves!