The Great Voyage Begins with the Celestial Dragons

Moria was the first to come down from the mound and walk towards Hiyori, his smile welcoming her.

It may seem that he has gained a deputy, but in reality, Luther's forces have gained a true ruler or manager in the new world.

At best, he's just a thug.

"How boring, you weakling..."

On the other hand, when Barrett saw the smile on Moria's face, his expression was nothing but boredom.

With just one glance, he knew that Moria's future was not even comparable to Whitebeard's, nor even to the not-so-bright Big Mom's.

From beginning to end, Moria was never positioned as a strongman; he was simply pushed into that position by Luther.

Barrett has no interest in fighting someone like that.

His enemies are all strong people!

But now is not the time to think about those things.

As Moria left the field, he led Law forward and came to stand behind Hiyori.

"Uncle Moriah, I look forward to your guidance in the future!"

Hiyori looked at Moria, withdrew Enma, and a smile appeared on her pretty face.

Upon hearing this, Moria replied with a rather meaningful tone:

"Hehehe, the road has been paved for you. If you want to become the shogun of Wano Country, it all depends on your courage!"

The road had already been paved by Luther long ago.

All that's left is the final step.

To become the Shogun of Wano Country, one must render previous Shoguns utterly worthless...

Chapter 263 The Momonosuke Tragedy

After the battle, Hiyori and the others joined Moria's group.

They exchanged a few words along the way before arriving at the Shogun's residence in Wano Country.

Apart from Moria, all the other executives, including Kawamatsu and Inuarashi, consciously left.

"Hehehe, is this the person you wanted to see? Do you need my help, Prince Hiyori!"

Moria led Hiyori to the outside of a side room in a general's mansion, a mocking smile on his lips.

The respectful address he used for Rihe was not for the girl in front of him, but for Luther, who was thousands of miles away.

"Uncle Moriah, there are some things I've wanted to do for a long time."

Hiyori's originally indifferent expression changed slightly when she stood at the door of this side room.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with anger and resentment, emotions she had suppressed for nearly ten years.

Today, we can finally be released!

"Momonosuke-nii, it's been so long..."

With a slightly sickly smile on her face, Hiyori slowly pushed open the door and entered.

Moria showed no intention of entering; instead, he stood at the door with his arms crossed and thoughtfully closed the door for Hiyori.

He didn't care what happened to the trash inside.

"Hiyori is in charge..."

Luo stood not far away, his brows slightly furrowed.

He had just caught a glimpse of Hiyori's expression, an emotion he recognized very well.

It's hard to imagine that such hatred would be directed at Hiyori.

"Hehehe, are you wondering?"

Moria glanced at Law, his smile becoming even more chilling:

"Some people like to take revenge immediately, regardless of who killed them. But others are more patient; they want to kill their enemies with their own hands."

"Hmph, you don't understand the feeling of hatred spreading in your heart."

Even though the person standing in front of him was the emperor of the new world, Law still stood tall and spoke his mind.

"Heh heh heh, the feeling of hatred spreading in my heart... brat! What makes you think your hatred is greater than mine?"

Moria unconsciously released his Conqueror's Haki, making it difficult for Law to breathe.

"Back then, I watched helplessly as Kaido killed my most cherished companions, and I was powerless to resist. How could you possibly understand that feeling?!"

"Hehe, how could I not understand!"

Upon hearing this, Luo couldn't help but recall his painful past and the exhilaration of taking revenge with his own hands.

He raised his head, his Conqueror's Haki radiating from him, a certain aura brewing in his eyes, and met Moria's gaze without flinching:

"And what makes you think your hatred is greater than mine? I watched my loved ones die overnight, and I couldn't do anything about it. I hate weakness, and I still do now. After all, I didn't find my enemies and kill them myself. How could someone as important as you understand!"

"Hehehe! Hatred and pain that I cannot understand? Then I'll see how you manage to overcome your weakness."

Moria looked at Law with amusement; how could he not know about this man's past?

It was precisely because they had similar experiences that he was able to patiently share these things with the other person.

Otherwise, he wouldn't care about a little kid.

"Tch, I will!"

When Law learned that Moria also had painful memories, he became even more determined in his beliefs.

The other party endured all kinds of suffering and finally became an emperor.

If it were him, he wouldn't fall too far behind!

At this moment, Hiyori, who had entered the room, was not concerned about what was happening outside.

At this moment, her gaze was fixed on Momonosuke, who was lying quietly on the bed in front of her.

For nearly seven years, due to illness and barely clinging to life, Momonosuke's physique remained completely unchanged, as if his development had stagnated, showing no difference from how he was back then.

Seeing that familiar face brought back painful memories for Hiyori.

Ultimately, it was Oden who led his family down a path to hell.

Momonosuke was the one who directly pushed her into hell.

She would never forget that night.

I can't forget Momonosuke's persecution of Toki Amatsuki, nor can I forget his ugly face as he tried to get the position of Shogun of Wano Country.

That guy deserves to die!

"Oh."

Hiyori snorted coldly, slowly walked forward, took out a syringe, and injected it directly into Momonosuke's vein.

This drug can briefly keep the dying Momonosuke conscious, but in return, when the drug's effects wear off, that is when Momonosuke dies.

However, she wouldn't have to wait until then, as the medication was essentially without any side effects.

"Um...?"

Soon, Momonosuke groaned in pain and weakly opened his eyes.

When he first saw Hiyori, he didn't recognize his own sister; instead, he revealed an extremely lewd expression.

"Hehehe, come here quickly, I'm so cold, warm me up with your warm embrace..."

He spoke haltingly for the first few sentences, but quickly returned to his usual manner.

He had never seen a woman as beautiful as Hiyori since he was still conscious, so how could he possibly miss out now?

Even if he is paralyzed from the waist down, he still has his hands and his tongue, that's enough!

"Momonosuke-nii, you're still as annoying as ever!"

Hiyori spoke softly, slowly drawing the Enma sword from her waist.

Seeing Hiyori draw her sword, Momonosuke realized something was wrong.

"Hey, what are you doing? Guards! Moria! Absalom! Someone's trying to assassinate me!"

Momonosuke shouted frantically, but no matter how much he shouted, there was no response.

Hiyori glared at Momonosuke's behavior with disgust, and swiftly slashed with Enma in her hand.

laugh! ! !

A jet of blood gushed out, and Momonosuke's two legs were severed by her.

"what!!!"

Momonosuke instinctively screamed in terror.

But then he discovered something even more terrifying.

He had both legs broken, but he felt no pain at all.

How could that be...

Especially when he looked at his legs, where the blood was no longer flowing out, his expression became even more blank.

"How could this be... I must be dreaming. Yes! I must be dreaming!"

"Dream on, there's no such thing as a free lunch."

Hiyori gave a cold smile, and with a flick of her wrist, Enma sliced ​​off half of Momonosuke's ear.

This time, Momonosuke let out a heart-wrenching cry.

The pain from the severed ear almost made him faint.

"Who are you?! Please, don't hurt me! I'll give you anything you want! I'm the Shogun of Wano Country, and I can grant you any wish."

"What do I want? My dear brother, I want your position as the Shogun of Wano Country."

Hiyori chuckled, a morbid glee on her face.