Pirates: From Vice Captain to Lord of the Dead

Reiner raised his hand and pointed upward. Several spider silk threads were stretched straight and connected the two buildings of the castle. Several spiders with rat heads were crawling on them, dragging two coffins.

"Yes! That's them!"

Brook recognized what it was at a glance, looked up at the two coffins, and shouted hurriedly,

"Stop it! Your partner is probably in there!"

"Look at me, weapon left hand!"

Franky immediately opened his left palm to reveal the black muzzle inside, aimed with the sight in the palm of his hand, and a shell flew out instantly.

boom! !

There was a violent explosion in the air, with flames and thick smoke rising up, and two coffins flew out.

A large amount of flying sand gushed out of Reiner's right shoulder drum, which turned into a pair of big brown hands, caught it and placed it on the ground. When he opened the coffin, he saw that Zoro and Sanji were tied up inside!

"Hey, you two! Are you okay? Wake up!" Franky grabbed the two and shook them.

Brooke did reach out to stop him. "It's useless. Normally, the moment a shadow is cut off, one will fall into a coma for two days. They should have just been..."

Before he could finish his words, Zoro and Sanji held their heads and slowly pushed themselves up with one hand.

The two shook their heads with a confused look on their faces, obviously still a little confused.

"Hiss~, my head hurts, where is this place?"

Sanji rubbed his temple and suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute, I seem to remember there was a fat man!"

"Me too! My shadow was cut off, that bastard!" Zoro gritted his teeth and subconsciously looked down at the knife at his waist.

Then he looked up and saw several familiar figures surrounding him. Zoro felt a little puzzled and said calmly:

"So you're all here. I couldn't find you guys."

"Who is looking for whom?"

Several people bared their fangs and yelled, "You are so shameless, bastard!!"

"Let's not talk about this for now, let's deal with the enemies here first."

Reiner looked up into the distance and saw a figure running over to support the other party. "It seems that a very powerful zombie has arrived."

Chapter 148: The Goat-Horned Demon Baphrodite

Tick-tick-tick!

On a high platform next to the courtyard, the crisp sound of wooden clogs could be heard as people walked slowly.

A white dress with a few chaotic blue lines painted on it, and a white band covering a hollow eye.

Longma came to the edge of the terrace with three swords slung around his waist, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his empty eyes moved towards the battlefield below.

"If you see the enemy, just kill them."

The momentum was as sharp as a knife. Even the people on the battlefield below could vaguely feel it and subconsciously turned their eyes in that direction.

Under a white crescent moon, three figures stood on a high platform overlooking the battlefield.

"That is!"

When Brooke saw one of the figures, his empty skull eye sockets seemed to burn with a ball of green flame, and he subconsciously grasped the crutch sword tightly.

"What's wrong, Skeleton?" Sanji couldn't help but speak when he saw his shocked look.

Brook slowly pulled out the rapier, a cold light flashing with it, "That's the zombie that blocked my shadow! The dragon-slaying swordsman, the swordsman Ryuma!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, each step faster and faster. His lithe body turned into a streak of black light, and he quickly passed through the blazing battlefield and headed straight for the enemy!

"This time, this time, I must take my shadow back!"

Brooke's voice was low and his eyes were scorching. He came to the bottom of the platform and jumped up, dragging Leng Feng straight towards the opponent.

"Skeleton? I don't seem to recognize it."

Long Ma said calmly, with one hand on the black knife Qiu Shui at his waist, "But the enemy is right, just cut him down."

"Even if you have completely lost your memory of the original owner, you should at least remember that I fought you. How ruthless."

Brooke swung the sword in his hand and rushed to the opponent in a blink of an eye.

"The last defeat was as bitter as coffee, but it also made me work hard to practice until now. This time, I will definitely defeat you!"

The thin sword glowed with a cold silver light. He turned sideways with his arm across his chest, and stabbed out quickly with the tip of the sword pointing straight at the opponent!

"Ye Ming Song·True Thorn!"

"What is this skeleton talking about? I don't understand a thing."

Click!

Longma placed his right hand on the handle of the Qiu Shui sword, the blade flashed a little cold light when it was unsheathed, and he took a step forward.

"Itsword style."

The next moment, to Brook's panic, the other party's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and he only saw a fleeting green light in his eyes.

锔——!

The sword rang like a dragon's roar. He had just landed and hadn't had time to react when Longma was already standing behind him. Only the crisp sound of the sword being sheathed could be heard in his ears.

Stupid!

"Iai-shishige-song!"

As the cold and low voice fell, a crack suddenly appeared on the collar of the black tuxedo on the chest, and bone fragments floated in the air along with the black and white interweaving of the broken fabric.

"How can it be"

boom!

Brooke slowly fell to the ground, looking back unwillingly at the figure with flying white hair, muttering in disbelief:

"How could it be that he is so strong? He is so strong that he doesn't even look like my shadow."

“So, I don’t understand what you are saying.”

Out of an inexplicable habit, Longma did not put Qiu Shui back to his waist but held it against his chest, looking down with a smile on his face.

"There seems to be a good swordsman. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he jumped down from the platform, leaving Brook in silence.

A black figure slowly emerged from my mind, and the past scenes flashed by, as if the farewell happened just yesterday.

At the Twin Straits port, on a sailing ship setting sail, the stern deck is filled with people.

Everyone waved to a certain figure with the joy of departure and the reluctance of parting.

On the water behind the boat, a young whale showed its round head, grinned, and made clear calls to the sky.

It seemed as if it was seeing them off and signaling their departure, but no one noticed that its round eyes were filled with tears.

Sorry, Lab, it seems like we can't go back.

Brooke was lying on the ground, his face buried in his fluffy afro, tears streaming from his hollow eyes. Although I am a skeleton

"I'm so scared, Lab. I'm afraid you'll remember our agreement and you're still waiting for us. I'm sorry, Lab."

"I don't know why, but when I heard your words, something important seemed to come to my mind."

A voice came from the side, and Kaze no Jigoro slowly walked to the side of the afro, "Although I have no memory, yohohohoho~~"

"This is."

A strange yet familiar laugh came into his ears. Brook, who was lying on the ground, was stunned and looked up in disbelief.

A man in underwear with a strange disc on his waist was looking at him with a smile.

"My shadow. You are my shadow!"

Brooke shouted out in haste, eager to get confirmation, "No wonder! No wonder my shadow has become so strange. If you think about it carefully, his moves are also different from mine!"

As time goes by, the shadow will forget the memory of its original owner, and even its behavioral habits will gradually change.

He just thought that it was because too much time had passed and the shadow had changed, but the personality and fighting moves would not change!

If you calm down and think about it, the Longma just now is not like him at all!

"Ah, it's me, yohohohoho~~." Feng Zhigoro said with a smile.

"You haven't changed at all. Even that afro is still the same. With such a big flaw, how could you possibly win against me?"

After saying that, he walked around the struggling Brook and jumped straight to the battlefield below.

In the end, only a tall figure was left, with a human-shaped body but a strange gray-white sheep's head.

The long fur reveals two curved horns, and there is a conspicuous black stitch at the neck of the hair shawl.

What was even more strange was that he was wearing a neat black suit, which, although worn, looked as if it had been carefully taken care of.

The monster in a suit with a sheep's head and a human body leaped lightly and flew off the platform.

Downward

"Hey! What's wrong with you guys?!"

Absalom pointed at the center of the courtyard where the battle was taking place and shouted with dissatisfaction.

"Isn't it just from the mansion to the front yard? Why is it so slow? If it were any later, all the zombie generals would have been killed!"

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it."

Long Ma said indifferently, holding the sword and walking towards the center of the battlefield, without looking back, he said calmly: "It's just that the terrain here is too complicated."

"Isn't there just a bridge between us?!" Absalom bared his teeth and shouted angrily!

How complicated is that!

Whose shadow is this one that is so directionally challenged?

"Hey~~"

Absalom sighed, forget it, at least I came to help, and with these three zombies.

The stubborn father, Jigoro Kaze, who once killed 7000 pirates to protect his family.