Enel walked ahead, his face dark with anger, while Jabra leaned in close to his ear, relentlessly mocking him.

"Oh, oh, oh! Bury your head in the ground, hahahaha!!"

Jabra's loud, obnoxious laughter echoed in Enel's ears, causing his face to flush with rage. He was itching to drag Jabra down with him.

To think that so many people had witnessed such a humiliating moment!

It was a social death, an absolute and total one!

Enel stormed ahead, leaving everyone behind as he angrily charged toward the castle, shouting, "The one who released those ghosts, get out here!"

Jabra wasn't about to let him off the hook and followed closely behind, continuing to taunt, "You sure you can handle it yourself? Don't end up kneeling in repentance again, okay?"

"Shut up!"

As their voices faded into the distance, Noir watched the two leave the group. Why are my crew members always such idiots?

The labyrinthine corridors inside the eerie castle made it incredibly difficult to locate Moria.

Noir turned to Blueno and asked, "Can your Door-Door Fruit ability take us directly to the main hall of the castle?"

Blueno stiffened, a bit apprehensive, and replied, "It should be possible, but it will take some time."

Noir nodded and then instructed Wyper, "Help me find someone. He's a zombie swordsman wielding a black blade."

"If you don't come across such a zombie, then find a fat doctor wearing black glasses. Bring him to me."

Wyper nodded in acknowledgment. "Understood."

As Blueno opened an Air Door, Noir stepped through, with Lucci following right behind him.

The world inside the door was a dim, green-tinted alternate dimension. Not far off, there was another door.

As the group pushed the door open and stepped out, the exertion immediately took its toll on Blueno, causing sweat to bead densely on his forehead.

And this was just from transporting within the island?

Noir gave Blueno a sympathetic look, as if concerned about his health. Blueno blushed and explained, "I'm still not fully recovered…"

Lucci scanned the hall before them, his eyes narrowing as he said, "Someone's coming."

The floor seemed to tremble as a huge figure with fiery red hair emerged from behind the door, revealing a massive, obese body and a grotesque face.

Noir was stunned at the sight of Moria. This guy has to be at least seven meters tall, right?

Despite having traveled far and wide, the tallest person Noir had encountered before this was Enel, and even he was only a few centimeters taller than Noir.

How do these human giants grow to be as tall as a multi-story building?

Moria looked down at the uninvited guests and clapped his hands with a smile, saying, "Greetings, Noir."

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Noir unsheathed his Devil Blade and smiled back, "You're polite, but I'm here to cause trouble."

Moria rubbed his hands together and bared his sharp teeth in a grin. "we're not enemies, so there's no need for a fight!"

Is this something a pirate would say?

Noir sneered, "One of your men tried to mess with my crew, so I killed him!"

Moria's smile froze on his face, and then he roared furiously, "You killed Absalom?!"

"Indeed! So Enough with the chatter!"

Noir leaped forward, his Devil Blade slashing toward Moria's neck with malevolent intent.

Moria quickly activated his ability, turning his body into a shadowy fluid that shattered into pieces when struck by the blade.

In the distance, the shadow reformed into Moria's shape, swapping places to evade the attack, and he immediately turned to flee without any intention of fighting back.

How is this guy a Warlord of the Sea when he's such a coward?

Lucci used Moonwalk to leap in front of Moria in an instant. Moria flung out his hand, and the shadow beneath him fragmented and flew out like shards.

The shattered shadows transformed into bats that bit into Lucci. Moria then reached out to grab the shadow Lucci cast on the ground.

Noir quickly rushed forward, kicking the massive Moria and sending him flying.

The bulky body hit the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust as Moria struggled to stand.

Among the Warlords of the Sea, Moria must rank near the bottom…

He relies too much on his subordinates, neglecting to develop and refine his own abilities.

His physical combat skills are almost non-existent, and he's wasted the highly versatile Shadow-Shadow Fruit.

In comparison, Moria doesn't even measure up to Crocodile.

Crocodile's mastery of the Sand-Sand Fruit is incredibly advanced; despite being a Logia-type, he's perfected the ability to "dry up" anything.

But Moria? If not for the zombie Oars and the mass of uncontrollable shadows, Luffy probably wouldn't even need to use Gear Second or Third to beat him.

A simple power-up might have been enough to knock him out, just like with Crocodile.

Moria glared at Noir with his triangular eyes filled with malice. He pressed his hands to the ground and shouted, "Let's see how you handle the Shadow Asgard!"

A gigantic shadow, identical in shape to Moria, emerged from the ground, its claws outstretched as it charged at Noir.

Noir laughed coldly. Without Oars being revived by shadows, no matter how much Moria struggles, he's got nothing left to fight with!

Noir coated his blade with Busoshoku Haki and lunged forward, completely ignoring the Shadow Asgard in his path, and swung his blade toward Moria's head.

Moria, terrified, transformed into a shadow again, swapping places with the Shadow Asgard.

But before Moria could even celebrate his escape, Lucci, who had been waiting, attacked.

"Finger Pistol!"

Lucci's sharp fingers pierced Moria's chest like spears.

Moria, out of practice for so long, felt the pain and screamed, his eyes bulging as he threw Lucci off.

But with Lucci holding him off for that long, Noir had already caught up. The Devil Blade, gleaming with malevolent light, stabbed through Moria's back.

Blood gushed up Moria's throat, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of it. Finally, he could no longer hold himself up and collapsed to his knees.

Noir looked down coldly at Moria's struggling form. In his hand, the Devil Blade seemed to hum softly, like a baby thirsting for blood.

Noir summoned the system and ordered, "Copy his Shadow-Shadow Fruit."

Moria's red talent, Devil's Host, was swapped out by Noir, who had weighed the pros and cons, replacing the Weather Manipulation talent he had copied from Nami.

When Noir first set out to sea, his navigation skills were lacking, so he had relied on Nami's talent.

Now, with so many subordinates under his command, Noir no longer needed to handle navigation himself.

As a result, five of Noir's ten talents were now Devil Fruit abilities.

And beyond that…

Noir cast a dangerous glance at the fallen Moria.

Noir activated his passive ability: Hand it over!!

Moria, weakened and exhausted, was no match for Noir, especially with Lucci standing by.

Noir swung his blade toward Moria, and a massive spray of blood erupted from Moria's huge body, staining a large portion of the castle's carpet.

Lucci brushed off his white suit with dissatisfaction and said, "You hesitated earlier; were you copying his ability?"

Noir nodded, unable to hide his grin.

The complete Shadow-Shadow Fruit was now his!

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