The person is wearing a straw hat, and starts with the power of words!

"What's wrong?"

"Master Itachi" blinked and asked curiously.

"Don't tell me you're a general zombie too." Sima Di was sweating profusely.

How did that guy manage to move into his own modeling area without being detected?

Devil Fruit powers? No, impossible. The General Zombies were originally products of Devil Fruit powers; they could not possibly possess Devil Fruit powers again.

The best explanation Sima Di could think of was that the opponent's excessive movement speed caused a teleportation-like effect. Since zombies in Sima Di's modeling field only appeared as inanimate green objects, Sima Di didn't pay much attention to this "object."

"Yes, humans."

Master Itachi smiled kindly, but it carried a chilling aura.

Sima Di's pupils contracted as he stared in horror at his master Itachi and the ghost that appeared behind him!

Sima Di's first reaction was to throw away the telescope in his hand, and then dodge. At the same time, the two fire spirits behind him raised their hands.

Two fireballs grazed Sima Di's hair, heading straight for his master, Itachi, from the left and right.

"Shall we fight?" Master Itachi murmured, his figure disappearing without a trace a second before the fireball arrived.

"What?" Sima Di watched helplessly as the other party disappeared from his sight and from the modeling field.

It seems my idea was right.

Is the opponent moving so fast that the modeling field can't capture it, or does it even feel like teleportation?

Emperor Sima gritted his teeth.

Modeling is useless to him, and he doesn't have the Divine Blade. All he can rely on now is his Devil Fruit ability and his three-second precognitive ability.

However, unless it has an obvious application in future projections, it's just an ordinary Observation Haki at best.

“Wind Blade Slash!”

Master Itachi suddenly appeared in front of Sima Di. Sima Di had no time to dodge left or right, and could only bend over and dodge backward.

The sharp wind blades grazed just past Sima Di's nose.

The attack slammed into the ground, leaving a deep gash.

There are two ways to counter Observation Haki: one is to restrain the opponent so they can't even dodge; the other is to have absolute speed advantage, so the opponent senses it but their body can't react accordingly.

If it weren't for the training that had rapidly improved Sima Di's physical abilities, that attack just now would probably have killed him.

Emperor Sima looked at the mark with lingering fear.

Although the opponent's attack power is not as strong as Zoro's, his speed far surpasses Zoro's.

Can he really win against such an extremely fast opponent?

But what worried Sima Di even more was not his master Itachi, but the negative ghost that was always hovering not far away.

Because ghosts are sometimes visible and sometimes invisible, even a three-second prediction cannot detect the actions of a negative ghost.

Before the first attack was over, another one arrived.

"The wind rises and kills."

The wind blade rose from below, forming a crescent moon that hurtled straight toward Emperor Sima.

The fire sprite on the left raises its hand three seconds in advance and launches a fireball.

Three seconds later, it arrived at the location of the wind blade and actually hit it, canceling out the impact with the wind blade.

Sima Di raised his hand to block the hot air brought by the impact.

Although Master Itachi is very fast, his power is far inferior. The Fire Spirit can easily block the opponent's attack with a fireball that hasn't been charged. Sima Di can only deal with him by focusing on this aspect.

"You're something else, aren't you?"

Master Itachi looked at Sima Di with great interest.

Sima Di only then noticed the opponent's weapon, a long blade that had sprung from the opponent's right arm, truly resembling the legendary weasel.

But strangely, the opponent wasn't dual-wielding; he only used his right arm.

"You're not bad either." Sima Di casually brushed away the sparks that landed on his clothes, but his eyes never left the negative ghost floating above.

"Then... let me see just how capable you really are," Master Itachi said, before disappearing once more.

140 Sima Di was filled with helplessness.

Sima Di rolled on the spot beforehand, and the two fire spirits launched an attack at the same time.

As expected, Master Itachi reappeared from above where Sima Di had just been standing and launched his attack.

Master Itachi's slash missed, but fireballs continued to rain down.

With two loud booms, both fireballs struck Master Itachi, engulfing him in black smoke.

Sima Di did not stop what he was doing and directly took out the Iron Cloud Shell from his pocket.

"Disappear the spirit."

"Imbuing with Spirit".

A fire spirit that was far from Sima Di suddenly disappeared, while the Iron Cloud Shell sprang up and spat out a large number of iron thorns that surrounded Sima Di.

Sima Di knew that the enemy's attack was weak, and his own attack was also weak.

The fireballs launched directly by the fire spirits may cause some burns to humans, but for zombies, they are just a simple impact.

Sima Di stared as the billowing black smoke disappeared, and sure enough, only part of the fur on his master Itachi's body had been burned.

Zombies are really hard to deal with.

After the black smoke dissipated, Master Itachi saw Sima Di, who was on guard with Iron Thorns and Fire Spirits, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

"As expected... you're very cute."

"So cute?" Sima Di was taken aback.

"Let me see just how capable you are! A pirate with a bounty of 100 million!" Master Itachi grinned, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Sima Di closed his eyes to gather his scattered thoughts, took a deep breath, and focused his attention intensely.

"Death simulation".

Sima Di suddenly opened his eyes and uttered four words in a deep voice.

If future simulation is based on solving a certain goal, then death simulation is based on the death of the target. Every "three seconds" is a prediction of the opponent's movements and an attack on the vital points.

Afterwards, all that could be seen in the ancient castle were the constantly waving iron spikes, the chaotic flames, and the continuous sounds of impact.

—It seems Lord Moria's judgment was somewhat flawed.

—This pirate with a bounty of 100 million is not only powerful because of his Devil Fruit ability, but also because of his strong Haki.

Unfortunately, Lord Moria's zombies can only display the basic abilities of the opponent and the basic abilities of zombies.

Perona saw the battle scene between Sima Di and the Weasel-type General Zombie through the vision of the Negative Ghost.

—So what if they are very strong?

He still couldn't escape my abilities.

The negative phantoms hovering near Sima Di finally began to move.

Sima Di's attention was entirely focused on his master Itachi, and he didn't notice the Negative Ghost at all.

He didn't realize it until the moment the negative ghost passed through Sima Di's body.

Master Itachi, caught off guard, stopped what he was doing. He stood within the range of the iron thorns, observing Sima Di with a slight frown.

"Lady Perona, didn't we agree that I would fight this battle?"

The negative ghost chuckled, but said nothing.

"I……"

Emperor Sima knelt on the ground.

"I... uh, it seems like nothing has changed."

Sima Di stood up and looked at the negative ghost floating in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Am I really as pessimistic as Usopp? No, impossible. Even if he doesn't understand himself, he knows he's not that kind of person. So what's the reason? Or is the other person blatantly going easy on me?

Master Itachi's smile deepened.

The negative ghost's mouth was open in an "O" shape.

Perona was even more surprised to be able to see this.

—This guy's will is incredibly strong! Even negative spirits can't do anything about him?

—No, no, something must have gone wrong. Maybe the negative ghost didn't even touch him. Let's try again!

The negative ghost rushed straight at Sima Di, passing through his body once again.

Sima Di looked at himself, and the words "I am still beautiful" floated through his mind. Then he nodded seriously, and the negative thoughts still had no effect.

Perona, defiant of superstition, let the negative spirit pass through Sima Di's body again and again, but Sima Di was completely unharmed.