Chapter 436

Puff-huh-cha-ck, the pig head specimen hanging in the center of the hall. He had also commanded the previous action. But after witnessing the strength of Luffy and the others, he lay silently on the ground, pretending to be dead.

Lina jumped in front of the pig head specimen, holding Cha-ck in one hand and placing the other on her hip, her expression fierce.

"Where has Sanji been taken? Speak quickly! Dare to take my crew away? You must be tired of living!"

The others, seeing Lina in this state, all nodded. This person must be Sima Di without a doubt.

On the side of Law.

Law led Merry into the withered forest on the outermost edge of the Thriller Bark, searching for Sima Di and the others.

The moment the two stepped in, they were met with a surprise attack from the zombie army.

"Hey, do you want to go through that again?" Law swept his gaze over the group of zombies brandishing their claws and teeth.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, all the zombies instantly shivered, as if recalling the fear of being dominated by the Ope Ope no Mi back then.

All the zombies silently fell back in slow motion, like a movie replay, returning to their warm home in the dirt where no one would chop them up.

Suddenly, one zombie extended a hand, quickly hung a sign on his own grave, and then retracted it.

The sign read: 【This person is dead; burn paper if you have business】.

Seeing this scene, Merry laughed uncontrollably.

"Dad said these zombies are very terrifying, but looking at them now, they're just cowards." "Hmph, just a bunch of fish and shrimp," Law said disdainfully.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Law's words, Merry burst out laughing.

"Old man seems like an idiot; those are clearly zombies, not fish and shrimp."

Law's face instantly turned black, indicating he did not want to talk to children.

It was precisely because of this strange logic that he disliked dealing with children.

Although Law fell silent, it did not mean Merry did too.

Merry kept saying, "Old man, go check over there," "Old man, go check over there," "Old man, why do you always wear such a sour face?" "Old man, why don't you speak?" and so on.

Law could no longer bear it.

"Stop ordering me around! And... don't call me Old Man! Call me Uncle!"

"Oh, I understand... Old Man."

"It's Uncle!"

"Okay, Old Man."

With no success in correcting her, Law chose to give up.

"Um... Old Man."

Law's eyebrow twitched; he knew what the girl was about to say. Without even turning his head, he just walked forward.

However, after taking two steps, Law realized the little girl hadn't followed him at all. Puzzled, he turned back and found Merry standing in place.

"What now?"

Merry's small face fell in dejection. "I've reached my limit range."

"What limit range?"

Merry had to tell Law that she was a ship spirit and could not stray too far from the ship's bow.

"You should have said so earlier!" Law said, adding the second half of the sentence in his mind.

If you had said so earlier, I would have moved the bow over here!

That distance was neither far nor near from where they had landed, but it was just outside Law's range of ability.

"No way... let's go. Go back and move your ship over here," Law said.

Stare—

Merry looked at him with a suspicious gaze.

"What does that look of yours mean?" Law said.

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"It's not that I look down on you... but Old Man, can your small frame handle it?" Merry said leisurely, completely unaware of the veins bulging on Law's forehead.

Come to think of it, compared to Law two years later, he really was just a small frame.

"I Have One's Own Way; don't worry about it," Law said, barely restraining his anger.

On the side of Sima Di.

"Where... is this again?"

Sima Di, being chased closely by the cockroach zombie, forgot he even had the option to attack. In his panic, he ran into a building, then sprinted up the stairs with a clatter, clatter, clatter. By the time he came to his senses, he had already reached the top floor, which looked to be five stories high. And that zombie was long gone, nowhere to be found.

Behind Sima Di, two fire spirits looked at their master with helpless eyes. If they could speak, they would say it, and they would say it endlessly. They could easily crush that cockroach; they had no desire to admit such a cowardly master.

"Regardless... at least getting rid of that zombie means everything is fine," Sima Di adjusted his breathing, then seriously surveyed the environment around him.

How to put it?

This place was like a replica of Gubao, the dilapidated state of Spade Castle a hundred years later.

The red wallpaper with gold patterns had long peeled off, leaving empty spaces that looked like twisted ghost faces. The once exquisite patterned windows could only be glimpsed through the fragments lying on the corridor floor.

The entire air was filled with the dampness of rot and mold; any living person staying here would be left only with displeasure.

Sima Di approached a window in front and gazed into the distance from there.

The first thing that came into view was a series of graveyards, where the tombstones were crooked and askew, desolate yet hiding hidden dangers.

Behind the graveyard lay the withered forest, encircling the entire island ship, and also the largest area occupied by Thriller Bark.

And beyond that was endless mist.

Sima Di could not distinguish where the back door was, nor where the Sunny had docked.

Tilting his head slightly to the right, Sima Di could identify this as the place he had just run from.

Looking further to the left...

Sima Di's eyes lit up.

He could faintly see the shape of a castle through the mist.

"Looks like I ran in the right direction... Is this a blessing in disguise?" Sima Di stretched his neck. "Now I just need to head that way. Hmm? What's that?"

Because the distance was too great, Sima Di squinted, looking at the black shadow that had flashed by just now.

That was outside Sima Di's modeling domain; he couldn't sense what the other party was.

"Do you need a telescope?"

"Ah, thanks."

Sima Di took it and used the telescope to look at where the black shadow had appeared.

The left lens of this telescope was damaged; Sima Di had to squint his left eye and observe using only the right lens.

"That is..."

Sima Di saw the black shadow: a burly, slightly hunched masked figure carrying a sheathed long blade on his back.

Sima Di Unable to estimate how long that blade was, he could only infer that the blade was at least as long as the Ghost Cry in Sima Di's memory.

Speaking of Ghost Cry, naturally, that is Law's weapon~

A surge of joy rose in Sima Di's heart.

However, after just a moment of watching the other party, the masked figure sensed Sima Di's gaze.

The masked figure suddenly looked up, his sharp gaze piercing through the air straight toward Sima Di.

Sima Di was startled and quickly lowered the telescope.

"This guy... even among General Zombies, he should be on the same level as Swordsman Ryoma."

"Oh? You mean that masked guy?"

"Eh, yes, him."

"No way, compared to Swordsman Ryoma, that guy Tuka is still far behind."

"Is that so? So his name is Tuka..." As soon as Sima Di finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, and cold sweat poured down.

Sima Di stiffened his neck and slowly turned his head, seeing the other party.

The other party looked like they were molded from the same mold as Kamaitachi, as if a Master Weasel from Pokémon had come to life.

But judging by the soft, cute voice just now, one could infer that the other party was probably, maybe, possibly, Maybe a cute girl.

But no matter what, from the patchwork marks visible everywhere, Sima Di could easily judge that the other party's race was a Zombie.