Wrap the armed domineering spirit around the gun, and then shoot out bullets wrapped in the armed domineering spirit.

Even if it is in the new world, there are not many people who can do this.

It's not too difficult, but many powerful people at sea prefer cold weapons and physical skills.

Molia had this understanding and was somewhat wary of Maud's shooting.

But he never expected that Mode was so insidious that he hid a lead bullet wrapped in the armed color in the barrage.

This form of application is simply unpredictable, and it also subverts Moria's perception.

He had seen gunmen who could wrap armed bullets, but he had never seen any gunmen adopt such offensive methods.

"Ahem..."

Moria covered her bloody belly, her blood-filled eyes, staring at Moria in the distance.

The abdomen was penetrated by lead bullets, but the wound was not large.

It can be seen from this that the power of this shooting was deliberately controlled by Mod.

If it weren't for this, how could the lead bullets wrapped around the armed color be so hidden in the barrage?

It can only be said that Maud is meticulous enough to increase his hit rate by taking into account the power of sacrificing his power.

"That skunk..."

Molia stood up in the pain.

Straws of blood passed through his fingers and slowly dripped to the ground.

"Have you eaten the fruit of the weapon..."

After being shot in the abdomen and after Maud used his infinite ammunition to shoot such an unpreventable shot, Molia realized Bailey's presence.

Thinking of the weapon fruit, a lot of information flashed through Molia's mind.

He thought of Don Quixote Doflamingo, who is also a Seven Warlords Sea, and then thought of a female cadre under Doflamingo who had eaten the fruit of the weapon.

If the skunk really ate the fruit of the weapon, then...

Moria's eyes changed.

He remembered that Maud killed three of Doflamingo's cadres a few months ago.

Among them, there was the female cadre who ate the fruit of the weapon...

Is this a coincidence, or...?

Molia thought about it in depth and couldn't help but feel excited.

How is that possible?

Molia shook her head suddenly and threw these meaningless guesses out of her head.

The most urgent task is to win the battle and then stuff Maud's shadow into the corpse of the demon Oz.

Molia stood firmly, ignored the many gazes that came from the dark corner, used the ability characteristics of the shadow fruit to divide a small part from the shadow, and then plugged the wound.

When he finished the emergency measures, Maud strode forward while raising his gun to shoot.

The sound of gunfire like firecrackers resounded in the foggy cold forest.

The precise barrage that came from the front once again forced Moria, who had just dealt with the injury, to a very embarrassing situation.

This time, he learned his lesson and no longer entrusted himself with great help.

Regardless of whether there was a killing move hidden in the barrage, his next thought was to avoid it all.

Maud used the gun to suppress Molia, and the distance gradually narrowed.

Then, Maud retracted his gun, turned his toes to the ground, and his body suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, Maud came to Molia.

The ferret flintlock rifle he held in his hand had turned into a long sword.

As long as Molia does not release the shadow clone, Mod will be able to use close-range attacks with all his heart.

The two swords converged in mid-air, gathering a little sharpness, pointing directly at Molia's arm.

The purpose is still to capture it alive.

Removing hands and feet is the idea that Mod is implementing.

Faced with Maud's compact offensive, Molia did not lose her composure, calmly controlled the shadows reflected on the ground, and flowed out a distance like lightning to the ground behind her for a while.

Immediately afterwards, he had long relied on his ability to fruit, and had no confidence to resist Mode's frontal offensive, so he could only be forced to use the Shadow Warrior in this situation.

Swish!

The shadow that pulled away from behind instantly changed positions with Moria.

For granted, Maud's attack fell into the air again.

“…”

Mod had seen Moriya's escape ability developed by the shadow fruit.

but……

Until now, Mode's ideas have been clear.

When Molia and Shadow were changing positions, Mod flipped his wrist and stabbed the shadow left in the spot with a backhand.

After Molia escaped, she wanted to pull the shadow out of a safe distance, but it was too late.

Mode stabbed the shadow with a knife, causing the shadow to tear out a narrow hole when it retracted.

"Damn bastard!"

Moria's eyes trembled a few times.

Until now, he finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

If the melee ability cannot compete with Maud, it is difficult to find the opportunity to cut Maud's shadow.

"Where is the Perona..."

For a long time, Molia has relied too much on her men to seize the shadow.

And his men have never let him down.

Especially Perona's ability to ghost fruit is simply a powerful tool to seize shadows.

Therefore, he only needs to lie down and watch the scenery, and his subordinates will send shadows to him one by one.

This smooth flow gradually magnified the shortcomings of Moria himself.

Now, the suppression force displayed by Mod has caused Molia to be defeated one after another.

When he was at a disadvantage, Molia subconsciously wanted to use Perona's ghost fruit ability.

but,

Within a few seconds of this idea, some memory scenes flashed through Molia's mind that he was unwilling to face up to it.

"It's just a newcomer...I'm a dignified seven-war world!!!"

Suddenly, the self-esteem that was ignited like a fiery fire made Moria shake her head suddenly, her eyes turned red, and she ignored the knife wounds that were fed back to her body through the shadow.

He also has a last trump card, which is the mystery of the shadow fruit - the shadow gathering place.

This is his strongest move, which can suck all the shadows he controlled on the island ship into his body, thereby greatly enhancing his own strength.

For this reason, he extinguished the idea of ​​turning around and running away and calling his subordinates to help.

"Shadow gathering place!!!"

Moria's eyes widened and her arms stretched to the sides, "Come on, all the shadows on the ship of horror will become my strength!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, black lines emerged from Moria's feet, spreading rapidly along the ground.

Being in the woods, a small group of weak zombies closest to Moria soon noticed these black lines coming towards him.

"What's this?"

The zombies watched the shadows come quickly and then stick to their bodies.

“!?”

The zombies were born in confusion, and the bodies of these zombies were shocked in vain.

The black line pulled out their shadows.

The zombie who lost his shadow turned into a corpse again and fell to the ground with a click.

This scene was seen by the pirates who were in the woods.

"Why is that monster planning to absorb all the shadows...!!!"

The group of pirates who were gathered away from the clear shadows all showed complex expressions on their faces.

Before this, they also collected a lot of shadows.

But……

They tried to stuff the shadows into their bodies, but after only less than ten shadows were stuffed, their spirits were almost broken.

"That boy is finished...I originally wanted to propose to him..."

A magnificent woman with a pair of ponytails muttered to herself.

Inside the venue.

Molia's expression became a little subtle, and she suddenly stared at Mod.

"Shadow, where has the shadow gone??? Why are these??? Is this what you did???Bacard Maud!!!"

"you guess."

Mode smiled softly and then waved his knife away.
Chapter completed!