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UnChapter 20: Gecko Moria vs Ian, Two Devil Fruit Powers!

Now that the Marines were present on Gecko Moria's Thriller Bark, it was no longer feasible to carry out their planned raid. What a shame. It seemed he would have to build his own army and organization, step by step, aiming for Alabasta and ultimately, the blueprints for Pluton.

Rewinding a few minutes...

After defeating Absalom, the lion-masked invisible man, and Ryuma, the legendary samurai with the Shusui sword, Ian, now wielding the newly acquired Shusui, didn't immediately leave. He merely instructed Brook, slightly shaken by the events, to take his broken, unnamed 50 Skillful Grade Blade and depart. He told Brook to build a sword mound for his former beloved katana alongside the skulls of the Rumbar Pirates.

However, Ian remained nearby, observing from a distance. He felt a sense of responsibility towards his benefactor. Only when he was certain that Brook was safe would he truly feel at ease.

He kept his distance, ready to intervene if necessary, and planned to return later to pay his respects at Brook's grave.

For now, he continued to absorb the abundant souls on the island while awaiting the arrival of a certain individual.

"Quite a feast..." Ian sat cross-legged on Thriller Bark, in the heart of the Florian Triangle, sensing countless souls swirling around him, their essence devoured and his fusion rate steadily increasing.

31%, 32%, 34%... It finally stopped at 35%, not due to a lack of souls but because he had only absorbed about two-fifths of the available souls. The remaining three-fifths were enough to push him to 40% fusion, unlocking his first Resurrección, Murciélago.

After all, Thriller Bark claimed over a hundred ships each year. Over time, the accumulation of souls had become staggering, numbering in the tens of thousands, equivalent to a small nation. However, this abundance also troubled him.

If reaching 40% fusion required so many souls, wouldn't each subsequent percentage point demand even more, perhaps even an entire nation or a vast stretch of the sea?

Impel Down, Big Mom's Whole Cake Island... He would have to visit those places, locations that had witnessed countless battles and deaths.

Or perhaps he could compete with Blackbeard, hunting down Devil Fruit users and absorbing their "devil" souls to increase his fusion rate. Admirals, Shiki, Whitebeard, Big Mom, Supernovas... Devil Fruit users were plentiful among those powerful factions. Then there were individuals like Shanks, Fujitora, and Mihawk... powerful pirates with formidable Haki and swordsmanship. Their souls would undoubtedly be potent as well.

He was destined to clash with them eventually. Even the Five Elders, the supreme leaders of the World Government, and Im...

"Bastard! You killed Absalom! I'll turn you into a zombie!"

The ground trembled as a tall, lanky figure with a pale, gaunt face, resembling a vampire, approached, accompanied by hundreds of zombie soldiers. He had small horns protruding from his forehead, pointed ears and teeth, and stitch-like scars running across his neck. He wore a shirt with a bat-shaped collar, a long, flowing coat, and had an unnaturally long head. His skin was as pale as death.

It was Gecko Moria, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. He had witnessed the carnage, the countless corpses littering the ground, and the bisected body of Absalom, his invisible subordinate.