Achieving Nothing, I Can Only Be the Pirate King-Chapter 563 - 331: Severing the Will!

Smoothie patted her chest and curled her lips: "But it’s still not enough. Just this kind of power can’t stop me."

"Oh..."

Marika opened her smiling eyes and glanced at the clearly sunken and shriveled area on her right arm.

"Moisture... no, the overall strength and nutrients have been drained, indeed causing weakness."

After saying that, her hair fluttered again, and wisps of white steam rose from her eyes, as if inflating, making the shriveled area fill up once more.

Life Return.

She couldn’t achieve the level of recovery like Sage, no matter how severe the injury, but she could normally replenish energy.

Marika moved her arm and smiled at Smoothie: "If you don’t touch me, that ability won’t work, right?"

"Then you’d better give it your all."

Smoothie raised her big sword and smiled: "I am very strong!"

A high-ranking officer from the Disaster Pirates once again sought out a Commander, while at the location of the main ship, Renedia was fighting with her Mechanical Hammer against Perospero.

Renedia had a limited supply of cannonballs and bullets, but she could use an Air Cannon through kinetic energy, which was equally powerful.

Perospero constantly used candy waves, attempting to surround the subordinates of the Disaster Pirates, but each time they were blown apart by the Air Cannon.

If he wanted to engage in close combat, he couldn’t find the opportunity, the attacks from that brat were too tight and didn’t give him a chance to get close.

Moreover, that ability... maybe even if he got close, it wouldn’t necessarily work.

Perospero decided to continue bombarding with Renedia, as he was better at using his brain, and this way he could observe from the main ship, which wasn’t a bad thing.

The main reason was, he wasn’t in a hurry.

The main forces of the Disaster Pirates seemed to have engaged his brothers and sisters, and it wouldn’t be long before they would win.

He knew the fighting strength of his brothers and sisters, especially Katakuri...

He was an extremely powerful presence.

Though the Disaster Pirates were fighting with Mom, they wouldn’t last long, and once Mom returned, their fight would probably end.

After all, there were only a few noteworthy figures on the other side, while their Big Mom Pirates... had also brought many good hands this time.

"Hmm?"

Thinking of this, Perospero raised a candy wall to block the Air Cannon from the pink-haired brat opposite him, and glanced around.

Speaking of which...

Where are the rest?

On the left side of the ship, you could see a jumping guy darting around on the ship, just as he knocked down their subordinates, he faced off against Charlotte Noisette.

On the ship at the lower right, a guy with a turtle shell was fighting with Charlotte Saint-Marc.

The notable figures in the Disaster Pirates were leading the pirates on that side, fighting with their own pirates and the brothers and sisters.

Even so, the numbers didn’t match.

Their numbers were supposed to surpass the Disaster Pirates.

"Moriah!"

Perospero exclaimed in surprise, calling out subconsciously: "That guy!"

Since the beginning of the fight, he hadn’t seen Moriah appear, could it be...

"Hehehehe!"

In a fleet to the side, a custom ship different from the Cake Ship, Moriah was there giggling freakishly.

At his feet lay several defeated children of the Big Mom Clan, among them just fell a guy whose head seemed composed of cream.

"Charlotte Opera, is it?"

Moriah withdrew his hand, which resembled a shadow claw, and laughed:

"If it were usual, I’d take your shadows, but lately, I don’t enjoy clipping shadows, hehehehe."

Suddenly, he paused and raised his hand straight.

Clang!

The surface of the shadow claw was struck by a naginata.

A demon-like being, with smoke gathering around its lower half and entirely pitch-black like a Lamp God, pressed down with a naginata.

At the end of the smoke, there was another ship, a yellow-haired, flat-headed guy with a mustache rubbed his belt and looked at him malevolently.

"Hehehehe, I know you, Daifuku."

Moriah laughed: "Is it your turn now?"

"Don’t go too far, Moriah!"

Charlotte Daifuku roared: "I’m not one of those weaklings!"

Unlike other high-ranking officers engaged in battle, even bitter battles, and unlike small officers who matched up with ordinary children of Big Mom during the attack with their subordinates, Moriah was powerful.

As one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the strength he possessed wasn’t ordinary.

Even now during his recovery period, these guys couldn’t stop him; he dealt with quite a few just relying on his abilities.

For these people, facing Moriah was a genuinely challenging battle.

"Weak or not... do you think you can fare any better, just relying on this ability isn’t enough."

Moriah shook his arm, deflecting the attack from the Lamp Spirit, and turned into countless shadow bats, bypassing the massive body of the Lamp Spirit, heading straight for Daifuku.

The numerous Scattering Bats made it impossible for Daifuku to pinpoint the target, so he could only watch with wide eyes as the bats approached.

"Don’t underestimate me!"

Daifuku’s fist was coated with Armament, glaring with wide eyes, ready to punch at those bats.

"I’m Mom’s third son, not one to..."

Swish!

Before Daifuku could attack, the Scattering Bats converged swiftly in the air into Moriah’s form. He descended from above, and the shadow claw formed from his shadow swung downward.