Ghost Shark, but in the world of One Piece

Page 74

"King and Lord Kaido have both left Onigashima, well, Lord Queen..."

Before he could finish speaking, a very rhythmic melody rang in Piccolo's ears, and despite his dangerous situation, he even started to stand on tiptoe to the beat.

"Not bad, Mr. Piccolo, you even managed to spot the time through a Den Den Mushi." A voice of praise came from the other end of the phone.

Classic dynamics allow you to time your movements perfectly.

Piklo's subordinate was inwardly grumbling when he suddenly snapped out of his daze and remembered reality, quickly tugging at his boss's work clothes.

"Haha, no way, no way."

Piccolo instinctively offered a humble remark, but feeling his subordinate's interruption, he glared at him unhappily. Then, cold sweat poured down his back, and he slapped his subordinate across the face in embarrassment.

He originally wanted to dump himself, but that would hurt and make him lose face.

"I'm fucking dead!!" Piklo roared hysterically, "Get Quinn here to save me right now!!!"

"Okay, I'll transfer you to Boss Quinn now." The operator on the other end didn't seem to care and turned to hand the Den Den Mushi to the fat man with the one-eyed mask dancing in the crowd.

Finally, he was saved. Piklo breathed a sigh of relief and waited happily for Quinn to answer the phone.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt a heart attack-like pain.

"Hey Yo, an unforgettable self-introduction~ Listen up, you bastard across the way~ My name is Plague Queen~ Blood type AB, I live on Ghost Island~"

Quinn stood on the platform, using the Den Den Mushi as a microphone. Piqué listened to the energetic rap, especially the cheers from the executives on the other end, and couldn't help but shout "Bravo!"

*Slap!* He swung his hand sharply, and the other side of his face swelled up as well!

Piklo's face darkened, and he immediately roared, "Quinn! I'm about to die! This is our last conversation! You don't want the Beasts Pirates to lose a stalwart ally, do you?!"

"So stop singing and send someone to rescue me right now!!!" He roared, his face contorted in rage. "That madman Ghost Shark is already here!!!"

The melody on the other end paused for a moment.

Then he asked seriously, "Is it the Specter that killed the Golden Lion?"

Piklo nodded in agreement, but Quinn fell silent again.

After a while, the familiar rhythm came again, "You should consider my time budget~ You should get used to facing crises~ Can you hear that? It's calling my gadget~ Anyway, that's the situation~ Just shake along with grandpa and it'll be fine~"

After another rap verse with a single rhyme was finished, the other end of the line hung up.

???

Picklow was almost stunned; the Den Den Mushi slipped from his hand. In the last moment, he seemed to hear Quinn say, "Mom, I don't want to die."

What a joke!

"Boss, Quinn means he's busy with experiments, right?" the bruised and swollen cadre asked, then suddenly seemed to remember something and silently took two steps back.

"I'm not deaf, I can hear you!"

Picklo glared at him, then felt an overwhelming sense of panic.

That bastard Quinn is completely unreliable!!!

Does this mean that I, Piccolo, the emperor who reigns supreme in the underworld, am going to die here today?

"Boom boom boom..."

Just then, the Den Den Mushi that had fallen to the ground rang again. Piqué was already disheartened. The ever-approaching bombardment in his ears terrified him. He retreated timidly to a corner, as humble as a mushroom in the rain.

Mom, I don't want to die.

Yes, that statement must have been his own inner thought, and could never have been Quinn's.

Meanwhile, his subordinate, still clinging to a sliver of hope, answered the phone.

"I am Jack." This time, the reply was simple, direct, and deep with a commanding presence, without any annoying music.

"Jack, help me!"

Overwhelmed by his inferiority complex, Piqué suddenly became incredibly energetic, charging forward at an indescribable speed, snatching the Den Den Mushi, and kicking his subordinate away.

"Are you on Tombstone Island?" Hanzai's reply was as concise as ever.

“Yes, yes!” Piccolo nodded excitedly.

"Wait for me, I'm coming right away." Jack's voice came from the other end, calling to his crew.

He also comforted Picklow, saying, "Just a colonel! I'm Jack the Disaster!"

Oh oh oh!

Piqué felt an overwhelming sense of security, and tears streamed down his face.

What a display of loyalty!

The Hyakushu Pirates have finally found a reliable guy!

"Hey! What are you standing there for?" Piccolo glared at his subordinate with exasperation. "Make tea! Greet guests! Honestly, you're always so hasty and careless, you have no composure at all!"

In front of the gate of the Medicine King's castle.

The two sword-wielding guards swallowed hard, looking at the woman before them as if facing a formidable enemy.

The woman who slaughtered her way through Tombstone Island is coming!

Chapter 115 What is 1000 - 7? (Please subscribe)

Just as the guards were still reeling from the disaster, they suddenly heard the deafening roar of chainsaws coming from ahead. Even though the blood-soaked spears were deafening, the angry roar that was gradually spewing sparks from ahead still pierced through them, intensely stimulating their minds.

This is that woman's weapon, a unique long-handled circular saw, its sharp white barbs spinning violently, spitting out blinding sparks.

Just one glance was enough to imagine the horrific state of those who died under these bloodthirsty weapons.

"Ghost Shark?" The two guards drew their two-handed swords, but their hands trembled as if they were in their calves.

It's getting close!

The circular saw, capable of shredding human internal organs, seemed to wave at them, asking if they wanted to live in the sky.

Upon sensing the arrival of the newcomer, Piccolo in the banquet hall hurriedly dropped the wine glass in his hand, sending the wine flying through the air and spilling onto the floor.

Although he knew Jack would come, when he actually faced Specter, Piccolo panicked and lost his composure, and hurriedly ordered his men to close the gate tightly.

"Damn it! Damn it! We have to find a way to stall until Lord Jack arrives." Piccolo frantically pounded on the long table, clearly terrified.

Gravestone Island is in an awkward position, neither too close nor too far from Wano Country.

Boom boom boom!

"Lord Piccolo, open the door!"

Two guards cried out in despair outside the door, but Piccolo ignored them. He clutched his scythe and paced back and forth in the banquet hall.

"Piccolo, you've got the guts to assassinate me, but you've got the guts to open the door!" The voice outside grew louder, and in its exasperation, one could even detect a hint of a sob.

These idiots! Guards should be keeping watch outside!

Picklo angrily threw a wine glass out the door, and the sound of shattering glass indeed silenced the guards.

"What, what should we do? If we really face her, we'll die, we'll die."

The cowardly guard lowered his head, staring at the woman in the black nun's habit with a cold gaze. He was so frightened that his eyelids twitched, his tongue slurred, and he could barely speak.

This crazy woman mercilessly slaughtered the entire Tombstone Island! Hey, her eyes are terrifying!

The gate was completely welded shut and wouldn't budge. Not only were they scared, but the high-ranking official also looked terrified as he slammed the door shut and ran away.

The guard swallowed hard, his legs feeling weak.

In a matter of seconds, he made a decision instinctively. He shakily raised his sword and aimed it at the ghost shark.

To be or not to be, that is the question.

Fortunately, Ghost Shark was very considerate and didn't want to make things difficult for anyone. With a slight flick of her finger, the blood spear that pierced through the airflow followed suit and pierced through the necks of the two men. The force of the energy shattered the steel door, pinning the guards firmly behind it.

It's like a devil descending from the sky, he is really the Tai Sui God on earth!

As she walked, she reached out and bit off the blue hairband she was clutching. She then used both hands to lift her hair behind her head, quickly tying it into a neat single ponytail and knotting it into a bow. Not for looks, but for a more exhilarating fight.

At this moment, her aura was incredibly cool!

Today, any primate on Tombstone Island is doomed to die!

The cadres standing in the hall didn't dare to blink, swallowing hard. The guards who were full of energy just a few seconds ago had turned into bloody blobs. Who could stand this?

The moment Ghost Shark's gaze fell upon him, he felt a jolt in his head, and the submachine gun in his hand clattered to the ground due to its lack of power.

A few months ago, Specter's invincible figure in the news of taking down the Golden Lion seemed to gradually align with this scene.

Whoosh!

The cadre's body stiffened, his eyes wide open, as he watched helplessly as the blood spear, which pierced his neck like lightning, was dragged along and impaled on the wall.

The dead can no longer die.

With a flick of its finger, Ghost Shark separated the pool of blood on the ground, creating a wide path, as if welcoming their king.

Since the assassination attempt was carried out, the perpetrators must repay the debt tenfold!

If I say I'll kill your whole family, I'll kill your whole family. Even if you surrender, it won't help.

This has nothing to do with whether it conforms to international practice or not; an eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth, is her principle in dealing with the world.

The young nun walked to the center of the hall, closed her eyes, and then opened them again. A red light emanated from them, revealing the living presence of everyone in the entire castle.

"I've found you." Ghost Shark's face beamed with a warm smile.

Her gaze gradually calmed down. She raised the circular saw and swung it lightly, instantly slicing the banquet hall connecting to the castle in two.

Rumble!

The upper part of the castle collapsed with a roar, falling down the cliff along the square monument. The entire first floor connected to the sky, suddenly opening up to a vast expanse.

“Spectral Shark…” Piklo, who was sitting in the main seat of the banquet hall, trembled slightly on his clown mask. He wiped his sweat and his voice was hoarse.

I had seen Morgans's news a long time ago. The first time was because of her beauty, then her speech, and later the story of her killing the half-crippled pirate Shiki.

On formal occasions, she wore dresses adorned with prayer flags.

The dark night dress she wore was nothing like the arrogant, idiotic woman in the Windless Belt. She stood proudly above everyone else, but beneath her lay the pile of pirate bones.

After a few months apart, her demeanor had changed again. Even the discreet and low-key nun's habit couldn't hide her stunning beauty, and of course, her aura had become even more sharp and dangerous.

Why did we agree to that idiot Siennis's commission in the first place? Was it the generous reward? Or was it the unsettling rate of growth that made everyone uneasy?

Picklo couldn't remember anything, the only thing he remembered was Hilt's indifferent and composed expression when he accepted the commission.

Danger is now looming over him, but Piqué doesn't want to die!

“Specter Shark, I am Piklo!” Piklo tried to make his voice serious and solemn, befitting an emperor of the earthly world. “You’ve killed enough, go back. Behind me is the Beast Pirates. You can’t afford to mess with them.”

Ghost Shark completely ignored him and didn't even listen to what he was saying.

She looked at the circular saw intently, and the saw, as if sensing her intent, began to turn on its own, sparks flying and a loud, explosive roar.

Seeing this, Piklo clutched his scythe tightly, somewhat flustered, and earnestly tried to persuade him, "Specter Shark! The Beasts Pirates are already here. You can't fight them. Lord Kaido has come in person too."

"Hilt's assassination attempt didn't even hurt you. If you had killed me, Lord Kaido wouldn't have let you off the hook. You should know how powerful he is. You barely escaped the assassination attempt, but do you think you can escape from Kaido's clutches next time?"

"Stop! Navy, the outside is full of Beastmen!" Piccolo coaxed, his confidence growing stronger. "Let's go before they arrive!"

Picklo was confident that he could refute any normal person with his silver tongue.

At this moment, Ghost Shark is no longer a normal human.

"Hmph hmph hmph hehe hehe hahaha..."

A burst of frantic laughter made him raise his head, and he saw four blood stings extending from the Ghost Shark's back, as agile as scorpion stingers.

Ghost Shark flicked his finger lightly.

The four blood-red thorns twisted from behind him in an instant, each thorn pointing at him, looking like blooming flowers.

What is 1000 - 7?

"what?"

puff!

One of the bloody thorns pierced his arm like lightning, knocking him down and pinning him to the ground.

"What is 1000 - 7?" the devil's whisper came again.

Chapter 116 Bring the boat closer to me! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)