East Blue, Warship Island sea area.
The Merry cut through the rolling waves like a white arrow, hot on the heels of the flock of green figures blotting out the sky.
As they drew closer, a strange island slowly emerged on the horizon.
The island had an extremely bizarre shape. Its rocky cliffs towered into the clouds, and from afar, it looked like a massive Navy Warship moored on the sea, emanating an aura that warned strangers to stay away.
This was the legendary Warship Island.
However, what should have been a peaceful homecoming was mercilessly shattered by deafening cannon fire.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Countless pitch black cannonballs, trailing long flames behind them, Soared up from the sea around the island. A dense web of fire instantly engulfed the Thousand-Year Dragon flock preparing to land.
"Roaaar—!!"
Piercing cries echoed through the heavens.
Several smaller, slower elderly Dragons were struck by the barrage. Feathers scattered as they wailed and fell toward the sea.
"What's going on?"
Zoro frowned, one hand already resting on his sword hilt as he stared sharply into the distance. "There's... an ambush there?"
Usopp hurriedly pulled out his telescope and adjusted the focus. The next second, his face went deathly pale, cold sweat dripping from his Long Nose.
"It's the Navy! So many Navy Warships! They... they've surrounded the island!"
"What? Let me see!"
Nami snatched the telescope from him.
Through the lens, she clearly saw eight large Warships lined up neatly around Warship Island.
"It's the fleet of Nelson Roy, the commodore of the 8th Branch!" Nami cried. "Why are they ambushing the Thousand-Year Dragons here?"
Standing nearby, Ronan had the Zhangba Iron Spear strapped to his back, his gaze profound.
Sure enough... the plot had shifted.
Ronan thought to himself.
According to the original anime