The night sky was like a pitch-black canvas, its brilliant river of stars painting a magnificent scene across it.
Once an object reached a certain height, clouds and mist could no longer conceal it.
The world's truest face would unfold without reservation.
Faced with such a vast world, some people felt insignificant, while others took pride in having reached such heights.
"Shurorororo, what a vast attack! Even from so far away, such intense energy fluctuations can be detected.
No wonder they are Ancient Weapons that ended at least one era. But those things are already outdated.
Black Sun will surpass them. From here on, this is our era."
Arrogant was the best word to describe Caesar Clown at that moment.
Dressed in a combat suit, he stood in Black Sun's command center with a fanatical yet disdainful expression, watching through the massive data screen before him as two enormous energy shockwaves suddenly erupted in the New World of the Grand Line directly beneath Black Sun.
In Caesar Clown's eyes, the clash between Ancient Weapons was certainly immensely powerful.
But whether Uranus or Pluton, both had enormous limitations within their respective domains.
That was why Caesar Clown believed Black Sun was stronger than the Ancient Weapons.
Black Sun floated in the sky, near the very top of the atmosphere.
According to Caesar Clown's design, it could orbit the entire world and launch devastating attacks upon any point in the seas.
A space weapon.
That was Caesar Clown's definition of Black Sun.
Its inspiration had come from Golden Lion's former dominance over the skies.
With his arms spread wide, Caesar Clown arrogantly looked down at the only area blanketed by massive dark clouds.
Caesar Clown knew that the places shrouded by those clouds would be where Black Sun was first deployed in