Chapter 31 Moria's unwillingness and helplessness!
A warship with the logo of the World Government was moored quietly on the sea between the three islands of Bai Ya, silently watching the east island shrouded in wind and snow. From time to time, golden light, red fireballs and
The purple-black slashes and deafening roars were extremely dense.
"It's been five days, right?"
On the deck, a man in white with a white mask on his face asked in a deep voice.
Behind him stood a dozen CP6 members dressed in black suits and exuding elite aura. Hearing this question, one of them quickly answered.
"Your Majesty, yes, it is already the fifth day!"
"It seems that the winner will be decided soon. How are the ghost tribesmen locked in the cabin? Are they not dead?" The man in white continued to ask without looking back.
"The ship's doctors have completed the treatment. In addition, their vitality is stronger than ordinary people, so they are all alive and well. Now they have been injected with anesthetics and are still in a coma."
The man in white nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, take good care of them."
"yes!"
The ruthless time continued to blow forward with the cold wind, and another four hours passed silently. Suddenly, Bai Yadong Island seemed to be quiet.
Whether it's a flash or an explosion, the dust has settled.
The flying snow in the sky didn't know when it would stop, leaving only the bright sunshine covering everything around it. It also made the large and small explosion craters and slash marks on the island more conspicuous and hideous.
At this moment, a group of CIPHER POL personnel on the warship keenly heard a muffled bang, and then a black figure flew out quickly from inside the East Island.
The black shadow fell heavily to the ground and rolled around for more than ten times, before finally lying motionless on the still intact beach.
Then a golden flash of light gathered around the black figure, it was Porusalino, but he looked really embarrassed at this time.
Not only was he sweating profusely, but his breathing was somewhat rapid and heavy, and the bright yellow suit on his body had become tattered. Only the justice coat was still neat, but a large section of the left sleeve was cut off.
"Phew - he is really a troublesome guy, this is really tiring me~"
Porusalino looked down at Moonlight, who rolled his eyes and fainted. Moria shook his head tiredly.
These five days of combat experience were definitely the most difficult and longest time he had experienced since joining the navy. Moria's strength was really good.
If he hadn't had the power of the Shining Fruit, he might have let this guy run away.
Not to mention anything else, if Moonlight Moria lets the 'Shadow Mage' fly out alone first, then waits until he is very far away and then uses the 'Shadow Warrior' to switch places, then the chance of him escaping is quite high.
It’s just that for some unknown reason, this guy has no intention of running alone, which blinds him to the point where he’s been wary until now!
Ten minutes later, the World Government's warship approached, and hundreds of CP6 men in black ran down. They first put sea-floor stone handcuffs and leg cuffs on Moonlight Moria, and then six people worked together to lift him onto the battlefield.
ship, and finally put into a single cell in the cabin.
In the cells next to him, there were two ghost crew members from the Moonlight Pirates lying there. Even though they only had twenty people.
But they are all tall, and the average size of six meters per person takes up a lot of space. Therefore, there are a total of twelve cells, and only one is empty at this time.
"Thank you for your hard work, Lieutenant General Kizaru."
On the deck of the warship, the man in white from CP0 said in a deep voice to Porusalino who appeared instantly.
"Don't come to me next time if something like this happens again. Also, I worked so hard this time. You go back and talk to them about the bonus~~"
Porusalino pouted and complained, and at the same time, he turned and walked towards the cabin, preparing to go back to his room and lie down for a while.
"I will, but there's no guarantee."
In the large underwater prison, the Impelton City, and the scorching hell on the fourth floor underground, five days have passed since the 'War of Light and Shadow'.
This place is the core of the entire prison, where the director's office and the granary that supplies everyone in the prison are located.
The reason why it is called the 'Scorching Hell' is because there is a sea of fire everywhere, the ground is as hot as a frying pan, and there is a huge iron pot with a diameter of fifty meters in the center, which is filled with boiling scarlet blood.
The air throughout the four underground floors was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Two days ago, Moonlight Moria woke up from a coma. He immediately experienced what it meant to be unbearably hot. As for the smell of blood, it was actually very sweet to him.
However, he was in a very bad mood. He really didn't expect that he would be caught here just a few days after entering the "New World" after he set sail with great enthusiasm from his hometown in the West Sea with his clan companions last year.
Originally...I wanted to become the second Pirate King...
"Are you finally awake? I've been waiting for you here for a long time."
At this time, a strange and indifferent voice came from outside the cell. This made Moriah, whose hands and feet were chained by sea-tower stone chains, suddenly raise his head and glare at the man in white who walked in.
"Who are you?"
"I belong directly to the world's nobility."
"Dragon people!"
Moonlight Moria felt very surprised and asked: "Are the Celestial Dragons targeting me? Why!"
"It can be said that as for the reason, of course it is because of you and your fruit ability." The man in white answered patiently, and then continued: "The crew members of your same race are still alive."
"What!"
Moria was greatly surprised and asked quickly: "Where are they?"
"Right above your head, there are three underground levels of hunger hell. Apart from being hungry, there is no big problem. We have also treated their injuries," the man in white replied.
After hearing this, Moria breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately frowned and said, "You came to see me and said that the Tianlong people took a fancy to my ability, so what is your purpose?"
The man in white liked Moria to get straight to the point. After all, the environment in Impel Down City was really bad, and he didn't want to stay any longer.
"The adults above hope that you can join the World Government and become a jailer in this Impel Down City. However, you are also qualified for normal promotion. It is not impossible to become the director if you have the ability."
"What--!!"
Moonlight. Moriah's eyes almost popped out of his head. He looked at the mask on the face of the man in white in shock. He increased his voice and said, "You caught me here just to make me work here?"
"It can be said that the adults above think that your fruit ability is very suitable for working in 'Imperton', so they asked me and Lieutenant General Kizaru to invite you here." The man in white nodded.
"you!"
Moonlight Moria was irritated by the other party's word "please". She felt a wave of bad energy pouring out of her belly, and she immediately stood up as if she was going to riot.
He is nearly seven meters tall and looks very scary standing up.
But the man in white remained unmoved. He put his hands in the pockets of his pure white trousers, his attitude remained indifferent, and he didn't take Moria's aura seriously at all.
"I have counted twenty of your fellow crew members. According to the promise made to you by the adults, as long as you work here honestly, one person can be released every year to work as a jailer with you. At the same time,
, every time you advance to a level, you can release one additional person, which means that if you can become the director, you can regain your freedom in up to fifteen years and leave here with your companions."
As soon as these words came out, Yueguang Moria was stunned, and remained silent for nearly twenty minutes. During this period, his face kept flashing with struggle, entanglement, unwillingness and resentment, and finally turned into a long sigh.