Chapter 107 What makes you disrespect me so much (Ch 107)

The former battlefield has now turned into a devastated ruin.
Robin stood at the edge, staring at the tall figure in the center of the battlefield with lingering fear, and his breathing seemed to stagnate.
She had always known how powerful Moze was.
After all, he was able to easily defeat and even take under his wing a rebellious man like Crocodile, one of the famous Seven Warlords of the Sea.
However, it was not until just now that he witnessed with his own eyes that the once-arrogant Thunder God Eneel was defeated like a kite with a broken string by a single punch from Moze.
Only then did Robin truly and deeply realize how extraordinary this new captain was.
Moze stood beside Enelu with his hands behind his back, looking calm, as if he had just done something insignificant.
He was calculating silently in his mind.
How many times has this happened?
The third time? Or the fourth time?
Similar scenes, similar endings.
It seemed like every guy he beat down ended up like this.
He collapsed to the ground, covered in wounds, and looked up at the sky.
However, thinking back carefully, it seemed that his way of resolving each fight was similar, just two or three simple punches back and forth.
As for those fancy and powerful-looking moves, he has always been too lazy to use them.
When strength reaches its extreme, it is enough to crush everything.
Well, when you think about it, it doesn’t seem to be a problem if the enemies are defeated in the same way and perform similarly.
The logic is smooth and reasonable.
That’s okay.
“You… won…” Enel’s voice was hoarse and difficult.
Ever since he obtained the invincible Thunder Fruit and became the almighty “God”.
This was the first time he experienced such a complete and cruel defeat.
There is not even a glimmer of room for resistance.
This heavy blow made Enel a little introverted.
He rolled his eyes with difficulty and looked at Moze: “What do you want? Endless gold? The highest god? Or… this empty island?”
His tone was filled with an uncontrollable tremor, as well as a hint of resignation and despair. “Whatever you want, from now on, it all belongs to you, the new… God…”
In the end, even he himself felt that the word “God” was extremely harsh.
Moze slowly squatted down beside him, his tall figure casting a heavy shadow that almost completely covered Enel.
He showed his usual, but in Enel’s opinion, extremely hateful smile, and then let out his iconic, memorable laugh: “Ha ha ha ha, do I even need to choose?”
“Of course everything!
He stretched out his fingers, pointed at the things Enel mentioned one by one, and then clenched his fist.
“Gold, Sky Island, God’s throne, I want them all!”
Finally, Moze pointed his finger firmly at Enelu himself, “Including you, Enelu!”
Mo Ze sent out an invitation again:
“You have great potential, be my subordinate, Enelu.”
The turban on Enel’s head had long disappeared in the fierce battle, revealing his funny permed curly hair that resembled the style of one of the Four Emperors, which made his current embarrassment even more comical.
He stared at Mo Ze blankly, his eyes full of disbelief, as if he didn’t understand the meaning of the other party’s words: “You… won’t kill me?”
This crushing defeat was like a bucket of cold water poured down on Enel’s head, causing his IQ, which had been temporarily offline due to his expansion of power, to regain its high ground.
Enelu has never been a fool.
On the contrary, he is very smart.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to design and lead the manufacture of the Ark “Proverbs” that carried all his ambitions, and plan to drive it to the “infinite land” he had always dreamed of – the moon.
Even though the original design drawings of the Ark “Proverbs” were not created entirely from scratch by Enel himself.
However, the countless subsequent modifications, material selection, improvement of the core power system, and adaptation to his own Thunder Fruit ability were all done by Eneel himself, and it took countless efforts to complete them.
This kind of hands-on and planning ability is definitely not something that mediocre people can possess.
However, for a long time, the invincible power made him lose his mind, and he became extremely conceited, arrogant, and insolent. He would not listen to anyone’s opinions and would not tolerate any disobedience.
Therefore, IQ often drops temporarily.
After his IQ came back online, Enel’s thinking became unusually clear.
Even if it’s a complete failure now.
Enelu also knows that he is actually very strong.
Very strong.
The ability of the Thunder Fruit is definitely among the top among many natural-type Devil Fruits. Whether it is destructive power, speed or development potential, it is impeccable.
But the monster coming from the blue sea in front of him is more powerful than himself.
So powerful that it is unreasonable, so powerful that it is despairing.
Moreover, since he possesses the Thunder Fruit and can transform into an element, it is theoretically very difficult to restrict him.
Enelu has now thought it through.
If he had not been so stupid before and insisted on engaging in a pure power duel with the opponent, he would have fully relied on the speed and flying ability of the Thunder Fruit to fight in a guerrilla manner.
Even if he still lost in the end.
If he wanted to run, the opponent, who was not a user of special abilities and only fought with physical strength, would definitely not be able to catch up with him who had turned into lightning in the vast sky.
But now, it’s too late.
He fell to the ground seriously injured, exhausted, and even had difficulty maintaining his elemental transformation. The opponent’s fist contained terrifying power, and seemed to carry some special power that could restrain his elemental transformation, making it impossible for him to escape the opponent’s pursuit.
If Moze wants to get rid of this trouble, now is undoubtedly the best opportunity.
Why would he… show mercy?
Even, you want to recruit me?
Isn’t he afraid that he would pretend to surrender and then turn against them immediately after his injuries recover?
Eneel couldn’t understand Moze’s logic at all.
If it were him, he would never allow such a huge hidden danger to exist under his command, who could defect at any time and was difficult to effectively control.
In the distance, the “hula-hula” sound of the flapping wings of the white-crowned crane came closer and closer.
Gan Fowle, riding the Sky-Pointed Bird Pierre, followed by several solemn-looking Sky Island warriors and Ulki who had his usual weird smile, hurried to the devastated battlefield.
The scene before them made them hold their breath.
The “God” Enelu, who was once so arrogant that he looked down upon all living beings as ants, now collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud without a skeleton.
His chest was rising and falling only slightly, he was barely breathing, and looked extremely miserable.
The myth of invincibility shattered before their eyes.
“Enelu…he…he really lost!” An old warrior with gray hair, his voice hoarse due to suppressed excitement, his wrinkled hands tightly grasped the spear, his knuckles turned white due to the force.
“Enelu, go to hell!” He tightly grasped the spear in his hand, and the rear end of the boots under his feet, which looked like curved ski boots, sprayed out a violent airflow, pushing him to rush towards Enelu.
“Frei, stop! Don’t be impulsive!” Gan Fore was horrified and shouted urgently, trying to stop it.
Pierre the bluebird also felt his master’s anxiety and uneasiness, and cooperated by making a sharp and high-pitched cry, trying to bring Frey back to his senses.
However, Frey turned a deaf ear to him, and the only thing left in his world was Enel’s hateful face.
“The second round of flowers bloom.”
A cold female voice sounded calmly, without any ripples.
Without any warning, two white, tender, yet powerful arms “grew” at Frey’s feet.
He grabbed his steaming boots with pinpoint accuracy, and then—twisted them hard!
Crack!
The sturdy combat boots shattered with a sound, and the jet of air flow instantly went out of control. The violent airflow carried Frey to the side in a panic, and he rolled on the ground for several times.
Although the raid was thwarted, the madness and hatred in Frey’s eyes did not subside at all, but instead became even stronger.
He jumped up from the ground, let out a roar like a trapped beast, and used all the remaining strength in his body to throw the spear in his hand with all his might!
The spear tore through the air, making a sharp whistle, and its target was Enel’s defenseless head.
Enel looked at the attacking spear and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
“Is this going to end in such a ridiculous way? Being killed by a random soldier…”
“Wow, well done, Robin.” Moser nodded to Robin with satisfaction: “But, dear Robin, you have to remember that we are pirates. Next time you encounter such a provocation that comes to your door, you don’t have to be so gentle.”
Before he finished speaking, Moze casually stretched out his palm.
At the moment when the spear infused with all of Frey’s hatred and power was about to touch Enel’s forehead, and even the coldness of the spear tip made Enel’s skin shudder, he casually caught it steadily.
The terrifying impact force that was enough to penetrate several layers of steel plates was like a drop in the ocean in his hands, disappearing into thin air.
The sharp tip of the spear was only an inch away from Eneel’s forehead. Eneel could even see his own terrified reflection on the tip of the spear.
Enel watched the spear that was almost touching his forehead being grabbed by a big hand, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
Moze didn’t even look at the spear, he just shook his wrist and threw it backhanded.
call out–!
The spear flew back at a speed far exceeding that of when it came, making an even more shrill sound of breaking through the air, and pierced Frey’s abdomen accurately. The huge force caused him to fly backwards, and finally nailed him firmly to the ground in the distance.
“Frei!” The other Sky Island warriors’ eyes were bloodshot and they cried out in grief.
Anger and fear intertwined, causing them to subconsciously draw their weapons and point them at Moze.
“Stop! Put down your weapons!” Gan Fore’s face turned pale and he shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to control the situation that was out of control.
“But, God! He hurt Frey!” A young warrior said in a trembling voice, looking at Gan Fol unwillingly, and then looking at Moze with fear.
Moze turned a blind eye to the hostility of those Sky Island warriors and didn’t even glance at them.
He slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on the tall monk Ulki who had been silent in the team.
“Urqui.”
Ulqui’s burly body shook slightly, and he took a deep breath, as if he had made some important decision.
Then, in front of everyone’s astonished gaze, the monk who had broken his vows suddenly bent his knees and prostrated himself before Mo Ze.
The broad forehead was pressed tightly against the cold and cracked ground.
“God, please forgive my previous rudeness and offense. Ulki is willing to give everything and follow in your footsteps.”
The weird smirk that usually seemed to be glued to Urouge’s face was now gone without a trace.
Instead, there is an almost pious solemnity and awe that comes from the heart.
He felt from Moze a power and bearing that far surpassed that of Enelu, a true “god” in its true sense.
The corners of Moze’s mouth curled up with a satisfied arc: “Very good. Let me see your determination, let me feel your awe.”
“I will obey your will, God.” Ulki responded in a deep voice and bowed his head again to accept the order.
There was no hesitation or reluctance in the voice, only absolute obedience.
Gan Fowle looked at Ulki’s sudden change of attitude with a look of surprise on his face.
“Urouge, you…how could you?! Have you forgotten what Enelu did to Sky Island? How could you…”
He almost wanted to say the word “tyrant”, but seeing Mo Ze’s half-smile, he swallowed the second half of the sentence.
Ulki straightened up slowly, but still maintained his humble attitude.
He looked at the former “god”, Gan Fowl, who had just been traveling with him: “Sir Gan Fowl, times have changed. This is the territory of the new god. Any disrespect to the new god will be punished accordingly.”
As he said this, he assumed an attacking stance.
Although he no longer had the giant pencil weapon in his hand, the aura he exuded was more condensed and dangerous than before.
“Nonsense! This is obviously our home, Arpaiodo, our sanctuary!” A Sky Island warrior finally couldn’t help but loudly refuted in grief and anger.
“Your land?” Mozer sneered, his laughter full of undisguised mockery. “What an interesting statement. Four hundred years ago, you snatched this land from the Shandians.”
“Not long ago, it was taken away from you by Enelu again. You were powerless and could only linger on.”
He paused, and his tone suddenly became cold and sharp, gleaming with coldness.
“Now, I, Moze, have defeated Enelu and become the new master of this sky island, the new god!”
“Instead of respecting me, you attacked my people right away, and were even foolish enough to draw your swords against me!”
Mo Ze took a step forward, and an invisible aura burst out like a landslide or tsunami, sweeping across the entire forest in an instant!
Domineering and overlord!
The forest seemed to be completely still at this moment; all birds, beasts, insects, big and small, strong and weak, were silent.
All the Sky Island warriors, including Gan Fowle, felt as if their throats were strangled by an invisible giant hand, and their souls were trembling.
A weaker Sky Island warrior didn’t even have time to scream before his eyes rolled back, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth. He lost consciousness and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.
Gan For, who was bearing the most pressure, used all his strength to avoid kneeling down, but his body was shaking violently and uncontrollably, and cold sweat soaked the back of his clothes.
“You even dare to brazenly declare that this is your territory.”
Mo Ze’s cold and ruthless gaze, like a lion patrolling his territory, slowly swept over the remaining resistors who were trembling in fear under his domineering aura and had almost lost all will to resist.
“What makes you so disrespectful to me that you are unwilling to even call me God?”
“What makes you dare to challenge my authority one after another?”