He's a pirate, but also a Pokémon Master.

The facts are roughly in line with Enke's conjecture.

The so-called "Treasure Island" is a scam.

However, it was not Moonlight Moria who proposed it, but rather the cadre Absalom.

He is very loyal and wants to do something practical for his captain. But what does it mean to do something practical?

For Captain Moria, the more shadows and corpses he had, the more direct it was to increase his strength.

So Absalom thought of using the characteristics of the Devil's Triangle to set up a "Treasure Island" trap, luring a large group of people to the island, and then sending a zombie army to deal with them.

To ensure everything went perfectly, he also partnered with the then-rising star, Mars.

He wanted the body, while Mars wanted the credit; it was a perfect match.

Once the pirates land on the island tonight, the zombie army will begin their massacre, and at the same time, Mars's navy warships will surround the island and further cleanse it, ensuring no one can leave!

To surprise Moria, he didn't reveal what he was going to do beforehand.

As the evening breeze blew by, Mars turned his face away and spat.

He conceded first.

After all, Absalom has powerful backers, so he can't fight him at all.

Moria is a Shichibukai recognized by the World Government, so even if you kill a Rear Admiral like him, you won't get much punishment.

He had long recognized that in this world, strength reigns supreme; without strength, even the greatest ambitions are nothing but empty talk.

So he worked desperately to become stronger, earning the title of Navy Supernova, and was only one step away from becoming a Vice Admiral.

Therefore, he cooperates with pirates, solely for the sake of merit.

"Justice"? He stopped caring about that a long time ago!

Once he has enough power and status, he will make everyone bow down to him!

Absalom chuckled twice, not surprised by the result, but since they were partners, he had to give them face.

"Don't worry, I set up three lines of defense on the island, and so far there have been no accidents. We've wiped out a large number of people."

He then pointed to the open space behind him, where a steady stream of zombies were bringing in corpses, which had already piled up into a small mountain.

A veritable mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The rusty, bloody smell gradually intensified, as if blood droplets were floating in the air.

"Even if you don't trust me, you should at least trust Lord Moria's zombie army, right?"

Absalom held up three fingers and said, "The first line of defense consists of the lowest-level animal zombies and scary zombies. They are incredibly strong, and ordinary pirates are no match for them."

"The second line of defense consists of soldier zombies. They are well-organized and coordinated; even pirates with bounties of tens of millions would have to give them a wide berth!"

"As for the third line of defense! It is composed of the most powerful zombie generals in the entire zombie army! Every single one of them, whether corpse or shadow, is a powerful individual. Although they are nominally under my command, even I cannot defeat them!"

"With such a lineup, not to mention being impregnable, even if there's any unexpected situation, they'll notify me in time."

Mars nodded silently, relaxed, and took out a cigar from his pocket to relight it... This was a high-class cigar that the captain of the slave ship had "gifted" him last time.

A box contains only ten sticks, yet it costs one million Berries, which is equivalent to one hundred thousand Berries per stick.

He had just wasted half a stick, and he held Absalom responsible for it, vowing to get his revenge later.

He was well aware of Moonlight Moria's reputation, and he had also heard of his zombie legion, which was an elite force.

So, it's indeed unlikely that there will be any problems.

He can sit back and reap the rewards, and if he waits another two years, he might have a chance to become a lieutenant general.

It's important to know that Hero Garp is also a Vice Admiral of the Headquarters, meaning he and Hero Garp are on the same level!

To further verify his words and to understand the current progress of the plan, Absalom took out a Den Den Mushi to contact the first line of defense.

"Brubru..."

"Brubru..."

The Den Den Mushi's call continued incessantly, but the call never connected.

The open space fell silent, with only the sound of Den Den Mushi remaining, and the atmosphere of the night deepened imperceptibly.

Mars exhaled a thick fog, a vague unease creeping into his heart.

Absalom frowned and dialed from a different number: "They might be busy, or the Den Den Mushi might have been destroyed in the battle. It's normal, it's normal."

"Brubrubru, brubrubru..."

Again, no one answered the phone.

As the night progressed, the temperature seemed to drop...

A shadow fell over Absalom's heart. His hands trembled as he dialed the remaining numbers, but all to the same result.

The first line of defense went unanswered.

"Maybe it's just..." Absalom's forehead was damp with cold sweat, but he still wanted to say that it was just a coincidence.

But Mars rudely interrupted him.

"Send a call to the second line of defense!"

This time, Absalom didn't even bother to retaliate and immediately attacked the second line of defense.

"Brubrubru, brubrubru..."

Still no one answered.

Mars quietly tossed aside the precious cigar while gripping the long knife in his hand.

The face in the shadows was expressionless, only a hoarse voice said:

"Send it to the third line of defense."

Absalom remained silent, quietly dialing the Third Line of Defense, the invincible zombie general he himself spoke of.

"Brubru, brubru..."

Every ring of the Den Den Mushi made Absalom's heart race; he desperately hoped the call would connect in the next moment.

But he never got to see that moment.

Even if he was unwilling to believe it, he had to admit the truth—there was a big problem!

The three lines of defense are highly likely to collapse completely, and the enemy could appear in front of them at any time!

At this moment, Absalom was extremely grateful that Mars was by his side, which provided him with some sense of security.

A few breaths later, Mars suddenly looked up towards the east, where faint footsteps could be heard from a passageway.

The sound continued to grow louder, clearly heading this way.

Each footstep seemed to pound on Absalom's heart, until—four figures were exposed in the moonlight.

At the same time, the corpses of two burly zombie generals were thrown out, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up dust in all directions.

One is Kaze no Jigoro, and the other is a giant spider monkey named "Tarara".

This is undoubtedly a slap in the face to Absalom.

"Thank you for the hospitality," Gu Xin said expressionlessly. "Now, it's returned to its rightful owner."

Seeing that only Absalom and an unknown naval commander were present, Gusin was certain that his guess was correct.

Moria is not on this island; the zombie army is led by one of the officers.

In that case, he won't face much pressure dealing with it.

I just don't know why there's a naval admiral here?

Absalom's eyelids twitched wildly; his two zombie generals had actually failed!

So... just how strong must these people be?