Moore shouted at the Iron Maiden not far away.
The Iron Maiden remained silent.
"It seems that won't work; the Holy Maiden has refused."
Moore stroked his chin. "Well then, I guess I'll have to take you all out. Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually quite skilled in combat."
After saying that, he suddenly disappeared.
This time, Sazir felt pain in his abdomen, which was directly in front of him.
Instinctively, he used a powerful block.
"As expected, your Observation Haki is quite good."
As the voice appeared, Moore's figure also appeared in front of Sazir. He clenched his right fist, covered it with black Armament Haki, and punched Sazir hard in the abdomen.
Bang!
Sazir gagged, and with that punch, he bent backward, his feet almost leaving the ground, clutching his stomach as he retreated.
"Sorry, my Armament Haki is stronger than yours."
Moore smiled, then his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he disappeared again.
Boom!
Three arrows appeared in his original spot.
After shooting the arrow, Kikyo slung the great bow behind her back, freeing her hands, and assumed a fighting stance in one direction.
A figure appeared there, about to throw a punch, but Kikyo's hand held his arm down.
"Throw yourself into the mountain!"
She took a step forward, exerted force with both hands, and flung Moore away.
The instant she flung the bow, Kikyo swiftly drew it and fired a series of arrows at Mole in mid-air.
"Ah...you're quite strong, even more difficult to deal with than that person with strong Observation Haki."
The voice came from Fanny's side.
Moore appeared there, looking nonchalant, and said, "Let's deal with you first. You seem easier to handle."
"I, I, don't come any closer, I'm paralyzed!"
Startled by Moore's appearance, Fanny jumped back and quickly pulled a bottle of potion from her pouch, waving it wildly at Moore.
"Fanny!"
Kikyo frowned, drew her bow again, and aimed at Moore over there.
This man is too fast; his teleportation ability is impossible to detect.
only...
Moore looked at Fanny's appearance, her outstretched hand suddenly stopped, and she raised her eyebrows and said, "So alike... I was just about to say this, you are just like an acquaintance of mine. She also likes to use potions. The first time I met her, she was like this too, holding a bottle of potion like a frightened little deer. At that time, there was also that annoying guy who likes to write in his diary next to her."
Moore smiled slightly: "She was my good friend, but sadly she's dead."
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