Chapter 47: Weaklings! RUN!

Clouds of white ghosts surged out from Adrian's palm.

As the most fundamental ability among the various powers of the Ghost Fruit, creating white ghosts was effortless for Adrian. It was as simple as breathing.

Countless white ghosts descended from the sky, surrounding the Gecko Pirates below like thick mist.

Moria frowned, waving his hand to release a multitude of shadows.

The torrential black shadows rose from below, confronting the incoming white ghosts in the air. However, unlike before, they didn't seem to have the same impact.

The densely packed white ghosts collided with the shadow stream, dispersing evenly. They covered the shadows like fabric, neither exploding directly as before nor penetrating the shadow stream.

"What's going on?" Moria wondered. "What on earth is the White Ghost trying to do by creating so many playthings that can be seen but not used?"

The remaining pirates, initially terrified by the approaching ghostly horde of such magnitude, regained their composure when they witnessed Moria effortlessly repelling the white ghosts once again. Mockingly, they taunted loudly towards the sky.

As time passed, it put pressure on the shadow cover, forcing it to move. The white ghosts gradually converged into a square maze, completely enveloping the Cruel Moonlight. Simultaneously, they continued to divide the battlefield space inside the Cruel Moonlight.

From a distance, it appeared as if a vast white box had materialized out of thin air on the azure sea, creating a magical scene reminiscent of a mirage on the ocean.

Moria furrowed his brow. He had not expected the White Ghosts to create such a large collective. Recognizing the threat, he released a substantial number of shadows, protecting everything in the vicinity.

Adrian descended from the sky, aided by the concealment of the white ghosts, stealthily infiltrating the ship.

Mini Ghost · Starry Patrol

Releasing the mini-ghost capable of detection once again, Adrian merged it within the 'Cursed Labyrinth,' composed of white ghosts. Every corner inside the Cruel Moonlight was systematically fed back into Adrian's mind.

It was as if revealing the entire map in the fog of war!

Adrian, using the mini-ghost's detection abilities, continuously adjusted his position while releasing ghost bombs, steadily eliminating the lackeys of the Gecko Pirates within each cabin. The kill information on the panel flowed out like water.

[You hit a fatal vital point! Normal attack transformed into a lethal attack!]

[You killed a Gecko Pirates · Pirate Lackey xx, based on level and attribute difference, gaining 200 experience points.]

Most of these lackeys were only around level ten. Perhaps they could serve as elite members in a small gang, but on the vast sea, they could only be cannon fodder.

Adrian, who was once able to easily wipe out the entire Capone Mafia with the strength of one against a thousand. Now, killing these pirate lackeys seemed even easier.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had to pay attention to concealment, the killing speed would have been even faster!

Before long, all the lackeys inside the pirate ship were killed off, and Adrian had accumulated nearly ten thousand experience points.

At this point, the only members left in the Gecko Pirates were the elites on the deck!

Thinking of this, Adrian concealed his presence, continuously wreaking havoc on the Cruel Moonlight, creating noise to attract the attention of the elite pirates on the deck.

After all, his mission was not just to defeat Moonlight Moria but also to [Destroy the Gecko Pirates]

Crackle, crackle—"

The harsh noise continued to come from all directions of the pirate ship. Moria, standing in the center of the elite pirates on the deck, was irritated by the constant clamor, and the feeling of unease in his heart was gradually growing.

"If White Ghost continues to wreak havoc, there's no need to fight this battle at all!" Moria understood very well that if he let White Ghost continue to destroy, even if he could achieve the ultimate victory in the battle, the ship would sink into the sea due to severe damage!

Thinking of this, Moria couldn't sit still!

"Jack, I'll leave the deck here to you!" Moria said solemnly towards his most trusted partner, the deputy.

"I got it!" Jacks, with red hair, took a deep breath and said firmly, "No one can defeat our Gecko Pirate Crew!"

Moria nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then gathered all the zombies from the bottom of the ship to the deck, to serve as cannon fodder.

Suddenly, a nauseating stench filled the air, but the surrounding elite pirates were mostly accustomed to it.

At this moment, Gecko Moria, who had not yet been forced by Kaido to quit his addiction to being a king, was not yet the Zombie King who would later firmly believe that "It is only by living that one can lose."

In the current stage, Moria, although having developed the ability to control zombies like a puppeteer, did not attach much importance to it. He only saw it as an auxiliary ability to fill the ranks of cannon fodder.

After completing everything that needed to be done, Moria left the deck and headed straight towards the direction of the cabin.

At the same time, Adrian also noticed the movements of the people on the deck.

"Perfect timing!"

White Ghost · Calamity Labyrinth, aside from the basic visual concealment effect, the most important aspect was to divide the battlefield. It would separate group of enemies into individual, continuously reaping their lives.

At this moment, Moria, separated from the main force of the Gecko Pirates, perfectly aligned with Adrian's plan!

"It's time to wipe out that group of elite pirates!"

Adrian entered a ghostly state, his figure ethereally flying to the deck of the ship, facing the elite members led by 'Red-Haired Jack' and a large number of rotting cannon fodder zombies.

"It's you! White Ghost!" Red-Haired Jack tightened the long knife in his hand, his expression serious.

As Moria's most important deputy (and having a nickname that is not much different from the future Pirate Emperor), Red-Haired Jack's strength level was also quite impressive, at least outstanding within the scope of the West Blue!

Adrian roughly inspected Red-Haired Jack's attribute panel. Level 45, all three-dimensional main combat attributes exceeding a hundred; his strength was indeed quite formidable.

"Gunners, fire at will! Everyone, open fire! Press the zombie forces forward! The rest, be prepared for battle!"

Red-Haired Jack quickly gave the order. The Gecko Pirates, renowned in the West Blue, naturally possessed a fully equipped pirate force.

Unlike teams like the Roger Pirates, Red-Haired Pirates, or Straw Hat Pirates that advocate for elite specialization, the majority of pirate crews on the Grand Line are large fleets that value numbers and strength!

However, having many people doesn't necessarily mean great power, especially in this vast sea where powerful individuals abound.

Mini Ghost: Fireworks Festival

Completely ignoring the oncoming gunfire and curved blades, Adrian unleashed a simple, group-saturating ghost bombardment, causing the elite members of the Gecko Pirates to be thrown into chaos. There were hardly any left standing.

"This... this can't be!" Red-Haired Jack despaired, shouting, "Why is it having no effect!"

"Because... well, I don't need to explain it to you." Adrian shook his head.

Mini Ghost: Withering Heart Attack.

Another pirate, with a name similar to the future Pirate Emperor, made a direct exit from the scene.

At the same time, Adrienne revoked the Cursed Labyrinth, and the scene on the Cruel Moonlight ship was suddenly exposed to the sunlight.

Moria, who was still searching for Adrian's traces inside the ship, noticed the dispersal of the white labyrinth beside him. His heart skipped a beat, and he rushed to the deck like the wind. What he saw next was a scene that filled him with despair.

The Gecko Pirates, apart from the captain, all wiped out!

His most trusted companion and right-hand man, with a gaping hole in his chest, had lost his breath!

Moria's eyes turned bloodshot. He roared to the sky, like a lone wolf howling at the moon:

"Damn! Damn!! Damn!!!"

"I will tear you into a thousand pieces, White Ghost!!"