The body made uncontrollably kneeling down and worshiping, which shocked every slave captured.

Their foreheads hit the ground heavily, and then they felt like they had been glued with strong glue in an instant. No matter how hard they tried, they could not let their heads leave the ground.

"It's the ability of the devil fruit..."

This strange situation made the slave-catching people understand something in an instant.

only,

The body cannot move.

His head hit the ground heavily.

Their vision was limited to the ground as big as a palm, and they could not see Maud's next move anyway.

but,

But they could clearly hear the footsteps of Maud walking slowly.

It was like a drumstick, hitting their hearts as soon as possible.

I couldn't help but cold sweat fell down their cheeks.

On the side, the slaves were staring at the scene in a daze.

What exactly happened?

So that these brutal slave-catching people suddenly provoked?

The slaves couldn't understand.

They looked at Maud who was walking step by step.

Although I don’t know what happened, it must be the man who took the action?

For a moment, they looked at Maud with hope.

This may be the only chance they can regain their freedom.

Facing the hopeful gaze of the slaves, Mod did not respond, but looked at the slaves who were kneeling on the ground.

As if he had noticed Maud's gaze, the body of the slave-catching man who was kneeling on the ground suddenly trembled.

Only a middle-aged man who looked like the leader was calm and asked questions.

"Bacard Maud, we have no grudges and grudges with you, why do we..."

"An eye-breathing."

Mod looked at the middle-aged man who spoke with a squint.

"What, what!?"

The middle-aged man looked in disbelief.

Just because it's annoying, it's because it's annoying thing that's why it's attacking them?

What is the reason for this?

Anger immediately appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

Mode could not see the expression of the middle-aged man, but could feel the emotions of the middle-aged man like a volcano, and suddenly became thoughtful.

Without profit, Maud had no interest in the lives of these slaves.

But since I have chosen to take action...

"never mind."

Mode said to himself, suddenly turned around, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The sound rises and falls.

Then there was a neat sound of bones breaking.

Under Perona and Cavendish's gaze in surprise, the slaves who were originally kneeling on the ground seemed to have their necks broken out of thin air by pairs of invisible palms.

"Is this the ability of the Shadow Fruit?"

Perona's eyes turned and she looked at Maud's back in surprise.

For Maud, this kind of application technique may be just a slight test.

But she had never seen Molia use it like this.

Will things like devil fruit really vary from person to person?

Perona's mood surged slightly.

The slaves were shocked to look at the captured slaves who had their necks broken without warning.

With their limited understanding, they only feel that this power to take human life out of thin air is really terrifying.

As the slave hunters fell to the ground and died, wisps of tadpole-like shadows slid out from under them and quietly returned to the shadow behind Maud.

Cavendish looked at Maud without looking back and immediately looked at the overwhelmed slaves.

After a moment of silence, Cavendish did not do it himself, but asked the crew to help the slaves unshackle.

Then, Cavendy subconsciously followed Maud.

"Um?"

After traveling for dozens of meters, Cavendish suddenly reacted.

From the moment he arrived at the Shambodian Islands, he was already a free person, so there was no need to act with Maud again.

Cavendish suddenly stopped and looked at Maud's back in silence.

Feeling the sight from behind, Maud did not turn around and headed straight towards Tree Island No. 13 where Shaqi Bar is located.

Bailey lay on Maud's shoulder, eating nuts comfortably.

Perona floated beside Maud with a pink flower umbrella.

She looked back at Cavendish who was standing in the distance and still moving, envious of Cavendish's ability to restore freedom.

Then he looked at Mode's side face full of manly charm, and he was immediately tickling with hatred.

Why can Cavendish be free, but she can only help this stinky man hold an umbrella to hide the sun?

Thinking of the sad part, Perona's nose was slightly sour and she almost cried.

By the way, this cold and stinky man actually took action to rescue the slaves?

Perona, who almost cried the previous second, rubbed her nose gently and looked at Maud's side face curiously.

"how?"

Recognizing Perona's curious gaze, Maud turned his head to look.

"No, nothing."

Perona turned her head off the first time.

Seeing this, Mode shook his head slightly and accelerated his pace slightly.

Perona looked at Maud carefully again, her mouth moved, but she still didn't ask.

Wherever you are on the shore.

Many people silently withdrew their gazes looking at Maud's back.

They watched Mode kill this slave-catcher team with a snap of his fingers, feeling sad that the rabbit died and the fox was tragic.

I really don’t know why this man who just became a Seven Warriors Sea hates slave capture so much.

Including the group of unlucky guys who were just killed by Mode, there are eight hundred slaves who were caught in Mode's hands, right?

"It's better to be more low-key recently."

Those who make a living by capturing slaves think silently in their hearts.

.............

One hour later.

There is nowhere to be found, a bar on Tree Island No. 26.

The bar is full of seats and crowds of people.

Suddenly, the bar door was pushed open with force.

"Bang!"

The wooden door that bounced to the wall made a loud noise, causing the bustling sound in the bar to pause.

Everyone looked in the same voice and saw a breathless tattooed man standing at the door with a panting face full of fear.

"Not good! That man... is back!"

"who?"

Everyone in the bar looked puzzled.
To be continued...