I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Meanwhile, on the other side, a night breeze suddenly arose.

In the biting night wind, it seemed as if a black phantom flashed by, and occasionally a zombie would suddenly disintegrate on the spot, as if it had been cut open by some kind of sharp blade.

"what happened?"

"Who is attacking?"

"How did I get cut open? Ah... my head?" A zombie caught its own head that had just fallen from its neck.

Kuro, formerly the captain of the Black Cat Pirates.

In the darkness, his movements were as nimble as a cat's, flashing rapidly in the shadows, his cat-like claws slashing out as he ran.

“Zombies…” Kro frowned slightly.

His attacks were precise and deadly, each strike aimed at the enemy's vital points.

However, the key point is relative to living people. For these zombies, Ah Long's wide-ranging attack style can directly dismember their bodies.

"It seems he also has no sense of smell or pain... What a waste of my performance."

Kro shook his head.

While Aaron distracted Moria, he ran at breakneck speed through the zombie horde, covering almost half the battlefield except for the areas piled with unconscious guards.

His attack just now was just a casual gesture; his real purpose was not that.

As the user of the Swamp Gas Fruit, he was rapidly releasing swamp gas as he ran at top speed.

After running around a few laps, the swamp gas had almost completely enveloped half of the battlefield where the zombies were located.

"Fireworks, you can start now."

He took a short breath and pulled a lighter from the pocket of his black suit jacket.

Light it and throw it at the zombie horde in the distance.

Silky...

The tiny flame from the lighter rapidly expanded in the air, transforming into clusters of blue-white flames that burned intensely.

then.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Continuous explosions and flashes of light rang out from all directions, engulfing half the battlefield in an instant.

The zombies were instantly engulfed by the violent explosion caused by the swamp gas. Even those that weren't blown into the air were engulfed in flames and turned into howling fire figures.

Although they felt no pain, their fear of fire remained deeply ingrained in their memories.

"These stupid zombies..."

Kro shook his head:

"It was too easy to succeed. It seems that Moria's subordinates do not have enough strong people. They don't even have a powerful zombie to restrain me. They are just a useless horde of people."

"That attack was a great success. It took down at least 80% of the zombies. Now we have the numerical advantage."

He muttered to himself, then suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he turned his head to look.

Amidst the blue and white sea of ​​fire, a strong wind suddenly howled past.

A tall, pale-faced man emerged from the sea of ​​fire, his messy black hair dancing in the wind.

Although this person is dead, he has been well preserved, and his face is so lifelike that at first glance he looks like a normal human being with a slightly pale complexion.

"Who...is this guy?"

Fine beads of sweat quietly appeared on Clooney's forehead.

He couldn't even tell whether the person in front of him was dead or alive. But from the man's aura, he could tell that he was extraordinary.

"You ask who I am?"

The pale-faced man seemed somewhat bewildered. He looked at his hands, his expression hesitant.

But Kroo has already made his move.

He seized the opportunity and his figure vanished into the night in an instant.

With lightning speed, Kuro dragged out blue-white swamp gas flames from his cat-like claws, which were then hardened and stained black by Armament Haki, and fiercely grabbed at the pale man's face.

This claw strike created a whistling sound!

Then came a sharp, metallic clang.

Kro's cat paw stopped in front of the zombie Lox's face, and Lox reached out a hand and firmly grasped his wrist.

His pupils dilated slightly; this pale-faced man seemed to possess immense strength completely disproportionate to his appearance and physique, and he was utterly powerless to break free...

Before he could figure it out, the zombie Rocks swiftly stretched out his hand and slapped Crow across the face.

Snapped!

A crisp sound echoed through the manor under the cover of night.

Kro looked blankly at the hand pressed against his cheek.

Did he slap himself?

No... it wasn't a slap, it was more like a quick but light touch on his cheek with the palm of my hand.

Under the hardening effect of Armament Haki, Kuro didn't even feel any pain.

To his surprise, the pale-faced man was also looking at him with a blank expression.

Under the moonlight, the two were almost pressed together, staring at each other, both bewildered.

"How come you're alright?" The pale-faced man withdrew his hand, somewhat confused.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kro exerted his strength and finally broke free from the pale-faced man's grasp.

The two gazed at each other under the moonlight, lost in thought.

Just then, a crisp clang rang out from afar.

The buzzing noise of the chainsaw finally stopped.

The large serrated knife was knocked away by the blow, spinning in the air before embedding itself upside down in the soil.

"The first one..."

Moria grinned, lifted Aaron up with his large hands, and was about to cut off Aaron's shadow with his large scissors.

At this time.

A deep male voice suddenly rang out in the darkness of the night.

"enough."

The voice was low and cold, without any obvious emotion.

But the moment Moria heard this, the large scissors in his hand stopped moving.

He looked up blankly.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky.

On the rooftop of the mansion, a tall, slender man stood with his hands behind his back, his back to them. The cool moonlight fell on his shoulders, casting a long shadow.

"You are......"

Moria's earlier joy gradually turned into anger. He gripped Arlong tightly in his hand, veins bulging on his pale face.

“Si-----G-----” he growled angrily from his throat.

On the roof of the mansion, Sieg silently turned around, revealing once again a handsome face that was neither particularly striking nor lacking in natural beauty.

He slightly raised his chin, seemingly looking down at Moria and the others below, his face always bearing that same expressionless, ambiguous smile.

"Not bad, they didn't run away," Sieg commented casually.

"There aren't many people in this world who dare to face me nowadays."

"You------" Moria's face turned bright red. He was already so angry that he could hardly control himself as soon as Sieg appeared.

But then cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Siegfried's words were indeed arrogant, but he certainly had the right to be.

Moria couldn't help but turn around, his gaze falling on the pale-faced man in the distance.

There, the zombie Rocks also raised his head in a daze, staring fixedly at the figure standing on the roof of the mansion.

In the alternate dimension beside the zombie Rocks, General Dol's eyes widened, and he almost stopped breathing.

It's him!

It's definitely him!

Dole will never forget that face, and that ever-present expression of indifference tinged with a hint of mockery!

"We must inform the Sengoku region immediately!"

He immediately remembered the instructions from the Warring States period, and his figure in the alternate dimension immediately rushed into the distance.

But after taking only two steps, he sensed something was amiss.

It's a little strange.

The Sieg before me did indeed look quite similar to the one I remembered... but something was still inexplicably off.

Dol stopped and continued to watch Sieg, who was facing off against Moria from afar.

Sieg stood on the roof of the mansion, looking down casually at Moria below, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

Although Moria did not back down, he would occasionally glance at the zombie Rocks in the distance out of the corner of his eye, clearly not very confident of victory.

Zombie Rocks stared blankly at Sieg, his expression slightly bewildered.

The three of them gazed at each other under the moonlight, the scene almost frozen, which was rather eerie.

“Something’s not right.” Dole also noticed the abnormality at this moment.

He's surrounded by the zombie Rocks!

But Sig's attention remained focused on Moria, and he showed no unusual reaction to the zombie Rocks.