The Echo Map was fully activated.
The sea illuminated by the giant light bulbs all came into Roy's field of vision.
Gurgle, gurgle.
The bubbles on the seafloor were the only movement in the depths.
Over a thousand members of the Fish-Man Unit were quietly scattered throughout different parts of the deep sea.
Everyone was tense.
Though they did not know the purpose of this fishing expedition, they all knew how much effort Roy had put into it, as well as the price they had paid to silently deliver over five thousand pieces of bait into these waters.
Thus, after such an enormous investment, everyone shared the same goal: this operation could only succeed, never fail.
Treating the organization's affairs as their own was Roy's success in building the organization over the years.
Of course, Roy's success was also inseparable from the reality that this sea was as chaotic as a cesspit.
Everything needed comparison.
As the saying went, people who had stayed in the abyss for too long often craved the light far less than others imagined.
And once they obtained what they believed was light, they would defend it with their lives.
Massive currents of electricity were fed from the sky island above into the sea, eventually turning into dazzling radiance.
Meanwhile, at the end of the colossal fishing rod,
Baccarat looked utterly used up as she clung with all her strength to the enormous Wapol Alloy fishing rod before her, thicker than a pillar.
The Luck-Luck Fruit's power began to surge as Baccarat took Ferocious Drug ES once more, squeezing out her life force.
At this moment, Roy and the others had deliberately forced Baccarat into a dead end.
Caesar Clown had already told Baccarat everything about the side effects of Ferocious Drug ES.
After learning of