Chapter 170: Preparing to Depart
"Oh oh oh… loot!"
"Charge!"
The pirates behind them shouted wildly as they rushed inward.
Meanwhile, the pirate captain at the rear showed a burning look on his face.
He took out a bounty poster. As he stared at it, the light in his eyes grew even brighter.
"I'm going to the Grand Line. I'm going to follow in my master's footsteps."
He murmured to himself, then charged into the village.
Before long, wails filled the entire village.
…
The Grand Line.
"Jishishishi… boys, kill the Marines up ahead for me and raise the bounty of my Underworld Dragon Pirates!"
In an uncharted sea area, a pirate crew encountered a Marine warship. On the mast of the pirate ship flew a flag bearing the skull of a horned dragon head.
At the bow stood a youth with a small frame but two short horns growing from his head, letting out a strange, mocking laugh.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Ohhh!"
The miscellaneous pirates on the ship raised their blades and guns, shouting loudly.
"Colonel, it's the Underworld Dragon Pirates."
On the Marine warship, a Marine soldier holding a bounty poster walked up to a square-faced man wearing a colonel's uniform and a Marine cap.
Colonel Gavin took the bounty poster, glanced at it, and frowned slightly.
"Another Devil Fruit user. There've been a bit too many Devil Fruits lately."
During this period of time, pirate crews had been popping up across the Four Seas, and most of their captains were Devil Fruit users—specifically Zoan-type Ancient Dinosaur Fruits.
If he didn't know that Devil Fruits couldn't be cultivated, he would have thought they were being sold wholesale.
"Commence capture!"
Colonel Gavin fixed his eyes on the pirate crew ahead and said in a deep voice.
Soon after, the two sides clashed.
Things like this were happening quite a lot across the Four Seas.
…
Time passed.
Five days later.
Angel Island.
Above the White-White Sea, a massive golden dragon warship was anchored there.
Today, all of Angel Island's residents had gathered along the shoreline, gazing at this divine vessel.
This was their god's flagship—naturally, the Divine Ship.
"We're finally going to see the god. I'm so excited."
"I heard the God's Officials are going down to the Blue Sea to wage war. I really want to fight for the god too…"
"We shouldn't even think about it. Our strength is too weak—better focus on working hard for the god."
The residents of Angel Island discussed among themselves, their eyes filled with fervent, devout light.
They were no longer who they had been a year ago. Now, they were completely free of any disloyal thoughts.
"They're here, they're here—the god and the God's Officials are here…"
A loud shout rang out, causing everyone to lift their heads and look toward the sky.
"Ah… it's the god's mount."
"It's so big…"
A gigantic shadow blotted out the sky as it descended.
Yet no one was afraid. Instead, they shouted excitedly. Some were so thrilled that their faces turned red, raising both hands and waving upward, the reverent, worshipful light in their eyes growing even stronger.
Whoosh…
A fierce gust of wind swept over them, brushing their cheeks and stirring their hair.
This only made them even more excited—this was wind that accompanied the god, carrying the god's presence within it.
"Ah… my god…"
"God, I want to go fight too…"
"I will definitely join the Divine Guard Army!"
Amid the residents' piercing cries, the Wind God Pterosaur descended.
Boom!!
The ground trembled slightly.
The Wind God 's wings rested on the ground, forming a sloped ramp.
With Jiang Qize at the head, the Dragon Flame Pirates slowly walked down.
At that moment, everyone below dropped to one knee and bowed their heads. Complete silence fell, with not a single person daring to make a sound.
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