Abomination Suah

Once Angel confirmed it, she immediately wanted to slip into the Mirror World and leave The Black Emperor.

Was this the "trap" Bernadette had warned her about? Had Nast joined forces with the Rose School?

Sensing the growing aura that stirred fear in her heart, Angel looked toward the King of the Five Seas, who had organized the Pirate Conference. Confusion showed on his rugged face beneath his sparse black beard.

He doesn't look like he's pretending. Did he not know the Abomination would appear on this deserted island either?

She glanced at the other Pirate Kings. Bernadette looked thoughtful, one hand already reaching for the pocket at her waist. Kleeberg, the Black Apostle and proxy for the King of Immortality, seemed the most alarmed despite appearing to blend into the shadows. He had taken out a nearly transparent, crystalline charm the size of a playing card. As for Baros Hopkins, the King of the Black Throne... where was he?

Angel looked around, unsure whether the old man, who seemed to have trouble moving, was hiding in a corner through Psychological Invisibility or had already found some way back to his flagship.

"You should leave too. It looks like we'll have to discuss the Ghost Empire another time."

Nast spoke quietly, his words carrying a power that compelled obedience. He rose from the high-backed chair that resembled a throne and strode toward the door.

As though he had distorted the distance beneath his feet, he reached Angel and Anne in an instant and faced the dark sky outside.

Only aboard their flagships, alongside their Beyonder subordinates, could the Pirate Kings fight at full strength. Even an angel like Anne needed to be aboard Queen Anne's Revenge to wield her complete power. Angel immediately reached for Anne's arm, and the moment