Chapter 404

Revealing his hairy chest.

Two flashes of silver light flickered at his waist; the weapons were shaped like crescent moons, and the scimitars were not inserted into scabbards but hung directly at his waist, flashing with a chilling light; who knows how many humans they had killed.

His triangular eyes looked calm, but they hid endless ferocity; he was definitely a ruthless character.

He was far from as calm as he appeared on the surface.

"Enough!"

"This is not some backwater corner!"

"You don't know Noxas... but you've heard of the 'Beast' Locke '333', right?"

He frowned slightly.

He spoke coldly.

His parted lips held a chilling coldness.

"'Beast'?! Locke?! That great pirate with a bounty of 5.2 billion Beli?!"

"You don't mean that guy who personally killed a Marine Admiral and made the Marines lose all face, do you..."

"Locke... Locke... Noxas Locke..."

"Hiss... This place is called the Noxas Empire; could he be the royalty of this country?!"

"I remember now; his previous bounty was something like the Fallen Prince..."

"Heavens... could it really be him..."

"..."

The dozen or so officers stood together and gasped, which directly warmed up the low temperature on the deck quite a bit.

The originally rampant and arrogant laughter.

Came to an abrupt halt, just like a male duck whose neck had been pinched, and the sound was cut off.

Upon realizing Locke's identity.

It was highly likely that he was the powerhouse who had walked out of this backwater place in their minds.

And perhaps even the direct royal family, or even the King.

Those who had previously mocked him turned pale.

A 5.2 billion bounty!

A terrifying and shocking amount.

Even the Captain, who was omnipotent in their eyes, was only barely approaching this level.

Kicking someone...

They had kicked an iron plate!!

More than half of the officers changed color, and only a few were able to rely on their willpower to barely hold on without showing fear.

"Pfft—"

Fingri sneered contemptuously.

5.2 billion Beli?

A legendary great pirate?

It was just a joke!

He knew the inside story clearly.

His gaze turned cold.

Cold light shot from his triangular eyes, like a ferocious starving wolf.

'Hmph!'

'That bunch of dirty worms in the World Government only have this much ability left.'

'If it weren't for...'

He snorted in his heart, his eyes becoming increasingly cold.

If it weren't for being manipulated by the World Government, with his greedy and ferocious personality, he would never have turned back from the Grand Line to come to the mere North Blue and take action against Noxas.

'Beast? Locke?'

'I hope...'

'You don't perform too weakly; at least you must have some strength.'

'Otherwise, it won't be that easy even if I want to lose...'

Obscure radiance flashed in his eyes, and complex emotional changes appeared, but they were quickly suppressed by him.

He looked up and stood up.

Fingri directly issued orders to his subordinates: "That guy Torto is too slow!"

"Mort, you go!"

"Give me some strength and let those North Blue natives see the power of our Shadow Moon Pirate Crew!"

"Give me the greatest momentum—"

"I want to announce our arrival with the grandest posture!"

The dozen or so officers, who had been in a mess, instantly quieted down after he spoke.

This was enough to show his powerful dominance and majesty.

"Cap..."

Mort opened his mouth, wanting to delay, but when he met Fingri's cold gaze, he couldn't even spit out the opening sentence.

It was cold and even carried a hint of grimness.

If he refused, it might even invite slaughter.

With their Captain's personality, which appeared calm but was actually ferocious and cruel, this was absolutely possible!

The Grim Reaper under the moonlight.

Would not be soft-hearted just because they were on the same ship.

Go...

There is danger.

Don't go...

It's a dead end!

With the clear path laid out before him, Mort had no other choice.

——

"Hoo..."

Mort took a deep breath.

The hair-raising feeling on his back was clearly because he was being watched by Fingri.

"Die—"

After being forced to the edge of a cliff, his pirate ferocity was directly ignited.

Being named and sent out by Fingri.

Mort, of course, also possessed his own strengths.........

A Paramecia Wave-Wave Fruit holder, he could stir up waves anytime and anywhere; invisible wind was difficult for his ability to control with precision, but the vast seawater at his feet was very easy!

As long as he poured out enough power, he could easily stir up ten-thousand-foot waves.

Boom—!

The power of the fruit poured out.

The power of the Wave-Wave Fruit bloomed!

Under Mort's desperate, life-or-death struggle, he soon stirred up ten-thousand-foot waves.

The blue water curtain cut across the sky, like a giant shark from the abyss, opening its hideous giant mouth toward the island.

The massive scale.

Blocked out the sun.

The ten-thousand-jun weight gathered by countless seawater, after the flood was released, was a torrent sufficient to destroy everything.

"What... what kind of ghost thing is that..."

"A tsunami? A natural disaster? It's charging toward the Empire..."

"Block it! Everyone, block it for me!"

"Hiss... is that something humanly possible..." ===== CHAPTER 406 =====