South Blue.
Waters near Burael.
Bang!
The sound of a musket rang out.
"These damned merchants. We already announced that pirates would be operating in these waters.
Yet for such a tiny profit, they still came charging in here without caring about their lives, needlessly giving us so much extra work. They really deserve to die!"
The agent-looking man cursed as he wiped off his pistol.
At his feet lay a corpse with its head blown apart.
If anyone had looked behind him at that moment,
they would have found that the once tan deck had now been dyed crimson with blood.
The horrific slaughter of entire ships
had recently become a frequent occurrence in the waters near Burael.
To preserve the World Government's image, the Celestial Dragons' hunting event naturally could not be made public.
And in this world, most of which was covered by seas,
the best way to cut off information was to turn Burael into an isolated island at sea.
Before the hunting event had even begun, World Government agents had already started clearing out the waters surrounding Burael.
During this period, any ship entering these waters would be completely destroyed.
And after the hunting event, there would not be a single living person left in these waters.
This sea had now become the World Government's dinner plate, while Burael, with its enormous silver mine, was the most delectable food upon it.
"Tsk, tsk. CP5's people really are brutal!
Spandam, looks like you put quite a bit of effort into this force back when you were in charge of CP5!"
Roy and Spandam were currently reclining on lounge chairs, watching the slaughter in the distance.
Seeing how efficiently the CP5 agents carried out their work,
Roy took a sip of juice and could not help teasing