Chapter 437

"What's wrong?"

"Master Itachi" blinked his eyes and asked curiously.

"Don't tell me you're a General Zombie too." Sima Di broke out in a cold sweat.

How exactly had that guy moved into his Modeling Domain without being detected just now?

Devil Fruit ability? No, impossible. General Zombies are products of Devil Fruit abilities; they cannot possess Devil Fruit abilities again.

The best explanation Sima Di could think of now was that the opponent's movement speed was so fast it created an effect similar to teleportation. Since zombies only appeared as green, lifeless objects within Sima Di's Modeling Domain, Sima Di had not paid much attention to this "object."

"Yes, human."

Master Itachi smiled kindly, carrying a chilling chill.

Sima Di's pupils contracted as he looked at Master Itachi in terror, and at the... Ghost appearing behind Master Itachi!

Sima Di's first reaction was to throw the telescope in his hand, then dodge backward; at the same time, the two Fire Spirits behind him raised their hands.

Two fireballs grazed Sima Di's hair, one on the left and one on the right, heading straight for Master Itachi.

"Want to fight?" Master Itachi murmured, and his figure vanished a second before the fireballs arrived.

"What?" Sima Di watched helplessly as the opponent disappeared from both before his eyes and from the Modeling Domain.

It seems my thoughts were correct.

Was the opponent's movement speed so fast that the Modeling Domain couldn't capture it, even creating the sensation of teleportation?

Sima Di gritted his teeth.

The Modeling Domain is useless, and I don't have the Divine Art Blade. What I rely on now is only the Devil Fruit ability and Three-Second Precognition.

But if it isn't the obvious application of Future Deduction, it's at most just ordinary Observation Haki.

"Wind Blade Slash!"

Master Itachi suddenly appeared before Sima Di; Sima Di had no time to dodge left or right and could only bend his waist backward to evade.

The sharp wind blade just barely grazed past Sima Di's nose.

The attack struck the ground fiercely, leaving a deep scar.

There are two ways to counter Observation Haki: first, restrain the opponent so they cannot even dodge; second, possess absolute speed suppression so that even if they sense it, their bodies cannot react accordingly.

If not for the training during this period, which allowed Sima Di's physical fitness to improve rapidly, that single strike just now would have likely taken his life.

Sima Di looked at the scar with lingering fear.

Although the opponent's attack power is not comparable to Zoro's, their speed far exceeds it.

Facing an opponent with such extreme speed, can he really win?

But what worried Sima Di even more was not Master Itachi, but the Negative Ghost hovering nearby.

Because the Ghost alternates between being tangible and intangible, even Three-Second Precognition cannot perceive the Negative Ghost's movements.

One strike had not ended, and another arrived.

"Rising Wind Stirring Kill."

The wind blade swept upward from below, forming a crescent moon heading straight for Sima Di.

The Fire Spirit on the left raised its hand three seconds in advance and fired a fireball.

Exactly three seconds later, it arrived at the wind blade's position and actually hit the wind blade, canceling out the impact of the wind blade.

Sima Di raised his hand to block the hot wind brought by the impact.

Although Master Itachi is very fast, the power is far too lacking. A fireball fired directly by the Fire Spirit without charging can easily block the opponent's attack. Sima Di can only deal with him based on this point.

"You're a bit interesting, you know."

Master Itachi looked at Sima Di with interest.

Only now did Sima Di see the opponent's weapon: a long blade extending from the opponent's right arm, truly like the legendary Kamaitachi.

But strangely, the opponent does not dual-wield; only the right arm has it.

"You're not bad either." Sima Di casually brushed away the sparks on his clothes, but his gaze never left the Negative Ghost floating above.

"Then... let me see just how capable you really are?" After Master Itachi finished speaking, his figure vanished again.

Sima Di rolled on the spot in advance, and the two Fire Spirits launched attacks simultaneously.

Sure enough, Master Itachi reappeared from above the spot where Sima Di had just been standing, launching a slash.

Master Itachi's slash missed, but the fireballs arrived in succession.

Boom, boom—two fireballs both hit Master Itachi, enveloped in black smoke.

Sima Di did not stop his actions because of this; he directly pulled the Iron Cloud Shell from his pocket.

"Spirit Extinguish."

"Spirit Endow."

One of the Fire Spirits farther from Sima Di suddenly vanished, while the Iron Cloud Shell popped up and spat out a large quantity of iron thorns surrounding Sima Di.

Sima Di knew that the opponent's attacks were weak, and his side's attacks were weak too.

A fireball fired directly by the Fire Spirit might cause some burning to humans, but for zombies, it is merely pure impact.

Sima Di stared at the dissipating black smoke; sure enough, the fur on Master Itachi inside was only partially burned.

Things like zombies are really hard to deal with.

After the black smoke dispersed, Master Itachi saw Sima Di guarding with iron thorns and Fire Spirits, then suddenly laughed.

"As expected... you are very cute."

Very cute? Sima Di was stunned.

"Let me see just how capable you really are! A pirate with a one-hundred-million bounty!" Master Itachi grinned, and his figure suddenly vanished.

Sima Di closed his eyes, gathered his scattered thoughts, took a deep breath, and focused his attention intensely.

"Death Deduction."

Sima Di suddenly opened his eyes and spoke four words in a deep voice.

If future deduction operates on the premise of solving a certain objective, then death deduction operates on the premise of the target's death; every "three seconds" foresees the opponent's movements and attacks their vital points.

Subsequently, within this Gubao, only constantly dancing iron spikes, chaotic flames, and continuous collision sounds could be seen and heard.

—It seems Lord Moria's judgment was mistaken.

—This pirate with a hundred-million bounty relies not only on his Devil Fruit ability but also possesses strong Haki.

—But unfortunately, Lord Moria's zombies can only reflect the opponent's basic abilities and the zombies' basic abilities.

Perona, through the Negative Ghost's vision, witnessed the battle scene between Sima Di and the Kamael-type General Zombie.

—Even if his strength is formidable, what of it?

—He still cannot escape my ability.

The Negative Ghost hovering near Sima Di finally began to move.

Sima Di's entire attention was focused on Master Itachi; he paid no attention whatsoever to the Negative Ghost.

It was not until the moment the Negative Ghost passed through Sima Di's body that he noticed.

Master Itachi, who had not anticipated this either, stopped his action. Standing within the range of the iron spikes, he observed Sima Di and frowned slightly.

"Lord Perona, didn't we agree that I would handle this battle?"

The Negative Ghost chuckled but said nothing.

"I..."

Sima Di knelt on the ground.

"I... uh, seems nothing has changed."

Sima Di stood up and looked with confusion at the Negative Ghost floating before him.

Could he be as extremely negative as Usopp? No, impossible. Even if he didn't understand himself well, he knew he wasn't that kind of person. Then what was the reason? Or was the opponent blatantly holding back?

The smile on Master Itachi's face deepened.

The Negative Ghost's mouth opened into an O shape.

Perona, who could see this, was even more surprised.

—This fellow's will is actually so strong! Even the Negative Ghost cannot do anything to him?

—No, no, something must be wrong. Perhaps the Negative Ghost didn't touch him at all just now. Try again!

The Negative Ghost lunged straight at Sima Di, passing through his body once more.

Sima Di looked at himself; a line of text floated through his mind: "I am still beautiful," then he nodded seriously. The Negative Ghost still had no effect.

Unconvinced, Perona made the Negative Ghost pass through Sima Di's body again and again, yet Sima Di remained completely unharmed.