The Fruit of the Pirate

the other side.

On the cliff of Cigu Peak.

The heavy snow in the sky was dancing wildly in the storm, and the biting cold wind blocked the sky.

At 3000 meters above the cliff of Cigu Peak, there are three tiny figures clinging to it, climbing up little by little.

Mosso held Nami tightly in his arms, controlled the concrete robotic arm behind him, and climbed up bit by bit like Doctor Octopus.

Before, Mosuo had thought about flying up directly, or using telekinesis, or driving a Gundam, or teleporting.

However, the wind above was affected, forming a strong airflow around the magnetic drum peak, and the snowflakes were also driven like countless small blades.

In such a strong wind.Only by holding on to the mountain wall hard can you avoid being blown away.

And with Mosuo's current fruit development level and physical limit, the teleportation distance is only 800 meters at most.

Once you exceed this distance, you will die of exhaustion like the Greek named Marathon.

But it won't be like a marathon, there will be a Mosso race to commemorate him.

So instead of taking risks and rushing up, it’s better to climb up bit by bit.

After all, at this altitude of [-] feet, one mistake means the game is over.

Luffy and Sanji were wearing the fully armed mountaineering equipment that Mosuo had imagined, but despite this, their bodies were soaked by the cold, and their physical strength was lost along with the heat.

It's hard to describe this cold pain, as if every inch of the surrounding air has turned into silver needles, injecting bone-piercing pain into the depths of one's soul.

The three of them were silent and did not communicate, because when they opened their mouths, the cold wind would carry the snowflakes and rush into their mouths, and the whole mouth would lose consciousness.

And even if you force yourself to speak, your voice will be instantly torn apart by the violent wind and snow.

So the three of them didn't say anything, and they worked together to climb up. Although Mosso created a mechanical arm to help him climb, it was only one position faster than Luffy and Sanji.

They have only one purpose now.

That is to climb up and send Nami to the witch doctor Dr. Kuleha.

But it would be fun if the witch doctor Dr. Kuleha happened to come down the mountain when we climbed up... Mosso interrupted his random thoughts and looked up.

Mosso's current state was as if he had stayed up all night for a week, or had rewarded himself crazily, and his physical strength was about to bottom out.

Fortunately, the edge above the magnetic drum peak can already be seen.

Mosso turned to look at Luffy and Sanji beside him. Although they were wearing the protective suits that Mosso represented, their faces were a little pale and purple when viewed from the inner glass cover.

In fact, Mosuo was in this state now, not only due to physical exertion, heat loss, and cold temperature.

What's more important is that the airflow surrounding the magnetic drum peak is too powerful.

Mosso looked at the top of the Drum Peak above, and suddenly thought of an article in junior high school called "Climbing to the Top of the Earth."

When he first read this article, he was only moved by the spirit recorded in it, but now he has a strange feeling when he thinks about it.

Mosso turned to look at Luffy and Sanji, and made a gesture with one hand.

The three of them worked together to launch a final charge towards the sky-high mountain.

……

In the castle on Cigu Peak.

This is a building similar to a medieval lord's castle, except that it is larger and more luxurious. The city walls and palace courtyard made of thick bricks are dozens of meters high.

But the decoration inside is not at all in line with the domineering appearance. It is simple and tidy. Except for a few wool carpets and bookcases and animal horns, the walls are full of bare bricks and stones.

In one of the rooms.

A slender woman wearing purple denim was sitting on a lounge chair, with a wide newspaper covering her face, revealing only her thick silver-white hair.

There was a bench beside the long table against the wall, and a small yellow figure stood tremblingly on it, concentrating on pounding the waist in the jar.

This figure is plush and has a figure like a certain QQ penguin. A pink round hat as big as its head is buckled on its head, and two short and delicate antlers poke out from both sides.

It looks so cute that it can melt into the girlish heart of any old man.

This humanoid reindeer shrugged its little blue nose and looked at the herbs in the potion pot that were gradually turning into paste, with a cute curve at the corner of its mouth.

At this moment, the slender woman suddenly stood up straight, put the newspaper on her knees, and revealed the face of an old woman.

It is hard to imagine that such a young and beautiful figure has such an old face. The nasolabial folds, forehead lines, and facial lines symbolize the years.

The so-called Qiao Biluo is nothing more than that.

It's just that this woman's eyes are deep and bright, like two bays of clear water. There is no trace of the aura of twilight at all, and they are full of sassiness.

She picked up the plum wine beside her and took a sip, then turned to look at the little reindeer working beside her.

"We have a visitor, Chopper."

"Hey?"

The little reindeer named Chopper widened Kazilan's big eyes for an instant. He didn't care about making the medicine, and subconsciously turned to the woman and screamed.

"Will anyone be able to climb this magnetic drum peak? Impossible... oops!"

Chopper's feet slipped in surprise, and he fell to the ground along with the bench, falling onto his butt with a clatter.

"Aren't those chains still there?" The woman stood up, looked at Chopper who was getting up while rubbing his butt, and said, "Let's go and take a look."

It rubbed its little butt, trotted to the woman's side and said cautiously: "Doctor Dori, what if they are bad people?"

"Then drive them away. The current name of this castle is Lina."

"Oh."