Chapter 987: Revenge of the Moon Snake

As he spoke, he waved his arm, and the glittering gold jewelry on his arm instantly melted into a pool of golden water suspended in the air, with lightning surrounding his body.

However, when Ryan saw the golden potion in the air, his brain suddenly twitched, but he showed a disgusted expression and said with a pout: "Although the golden scabbard looks good, it is too fragile and can't withstand the power of this knife at all."

Then, he proposed a plan that he thought was better. "Captain, please leave this matter to me! I will go to the bottom of the cabin to see if there is any suitable steel material. I guarantee that I can make you a sturdy, durable, and perfect steel scabbard!"

"A fine steel scabbard? That thing is neither beautiful nor indicative of one's status. How can you have the nerve to say that?"

After hearing this, Enel immediately opened his mouth to refute. A flash of lightning flashed between the two people's eyes, and the next second they confronted each other!

“Gold won’t work!”

"A pile of scrap metal!"

Kuro saw the two people competing and shook his head helplessly.

"If you don't stop, don't blame me for using my fists!" Kuro roared with his eyes wide open. The deep and threatening voice was like a thunderclap exploding in the air.

After hearing Kuro's roar, the two of them trembled violently, and their confused eyes suddenly became clear. They seemed to be awakened suddenly, and hurriedly separated, then stood aside in fear, not daring to breathe.

At this moment, a crew member who was responsible for hoisting the sail came running over. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but his face was filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Captain, everything is ready. Can we set off now?" the crew member asked respectfully.

Kuro nodded slightly and answered crisply: "Well, we can set off now!"

After receiving the order, the crew immediately turned around and ran back to the deck, shouting loudly: "Okay! Everyone, take your positions, and set sail!"

As his shout faded, the huge sail slowly rose. The strong wind in the sky was like a ferocious beast, roaring and rushing towards the sail. In just a moment, the huge sail was swollen by the wind, like an eagle spreading its wings and ready to fly.

Driven by the wind, the huge Weeping Angel began to move slowly and gradually accelerated. It was like an arrow shot from a bow, rushing towards the unknown distance.

Kuro walked steadily to his own throne and sat down gracefully. On the table in front of him was a running video phone bug.

Kuro stared at Den Den Mushi and said, "Well, Vegapunk, did you see the video clearly?"

After hearing Kuro's question, Vegapunk on the other end of the video hurriedly nodded and responded in a hurried tone: "Very clear, Captain! The power of that move is really amazing. But..." At this point, Vegapunk paused slightly, with a puzzled look on his face, "It's just that you don't seem to have fully exerted the power of the Soul-Soul Fruit."

Kuro smiled faintly as he heard this, and explained, "I am not very proficient in that ability yet. I need more time to explore and master it. Moreover, if I really give this island a soul with a single cut, I am afraid it will cause unpredictable consequences."

After saying that, he shrugged lightly, looking helpless.

"Haha, that's true. If possible, when you use the Soul-Soul Fruit later, please remember to record a video for me, because I really want to see the magical and unique power of the Soul-Soul Fruit with my own eyes!" Vegapunk said expectantly.

"Okay, I'll definitely keep this request in mind. As soon as the opportunity arises, I'll send you the video." Kuro agreed readily.

At this moment, Vegapunk suddenly seemed to remember something important and said quickly, "Oh, there is one more important thing I need to tell you. Big Bear is starting to regain consciousness!"

"And after our efforts over this period of time, his memory has been restored to about 61%. Judging from the current situation, it is estimated that in a few days, he should be able to completely regain all consciousness!"

Vegapunk said excitedly.

Not far in front of him, he saw the tall and burly Big Bear lying quietly on the cold operating table, lifeless.

His huge head was densely packed with various data cables. These data cables were as complicated as a spider web, extending along specific paths and finally connected to the screen of the computer in front of Vegapunk.

At this moment, in the picture displayed on the computer screen, lines representing different data are rotating rapidly, as if they will never stop.

However, even though they are spinning so fast, the overall progress bar never moves forward.

It feels like a long time has passed and there has been no obvious change in those values.

"It would be safer for us to take it slow. After all, the most critical point right now is to make sure that the person who wakes up at the end is indeed the big bear himself. We must not let him become a man-made weapon bear that is controlled by others and has no independent consciousness at all!"

Speaking of this, Kuro couldn't help but look solemn, and spoke slowly in a low voice.

"You can rest assured about this. I assure you that everything will be foolproof no matter what!" Vegapunk responded seriously, his tone full of determination and confidence.

At this moment, Bonnie suddenly broke into the surveillance screen and shouted with dissatisfaction: "Kuro, you went out to play without calling me!"

Looking at Bonnie who had returned to her little girl form, Kuro smiled helplessly and said, "Your father will soon regain consciousness. Don't you want him to open his eyes and see you first?"

Bonnie heard this and a hint of pride flashed across her face: "Of course I thought about it, so when you left this morning, I deliberately didn't get on the boat with you."

Kuro nodded, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "You did a good job. The safety of everyone on the island is now in your hands. You should be able to protect them, right?"

"Of course that's no problem!" Bonnie slammed her hands on the table, looking angry, obviously dissatisfied with Craw's slightly skeptical tone.