The Clash of Emperors Brings Disaster to the Innocent

The Kid Pirates, nearly a hundred pirate crews along the coast, and Festa inside the broadcast room all noticed the Big Mom Pirates' colossal ship.

The previously peaceful atmosphere along the coast changed in an instant.

It was replaced by a heavy tension filling the air.

"Withdraw!"

Almost at the same time, the pirates who had arrived at Water Seven Island first made the same decision.

From refusing to fight one another at first to withdrawing in unison now.

It was clear that these pirates had a very clear plan to profit from the struggle of the mighty. They would neither provoke a clash between tigers nor charge ahead like an ox.

They were a pack of hyenas. To get the meat, they had to wait patiently for the right moment.

In less than ten seconds.

The pirates who had been watching scattered in a roar, fleeing the coastline at top speed—or, more precisely, putting as much distance as possible between themselves and the Big Mom pirate ship sailing toward the shore.

For that, they even had to abandon the ships docked along the coast.

Compared with those decisive and rational pirates, Kid still stood where he was, coldly watching the Big Mom pirate ship approach at tremendous speed.

"Kid."

A trace of sweat appeared on Killer's forehead beneath his mask as he looked at Kid, who seemed to have no intention of retreating.

The situation at this celebration was still unclear. Only an idiot would provoke one of the Four Emperors.

He did not want to see Kid make such a foolish decision.

"I know."

Kid kept a stern face and used his magnetic powers to assemble the knives, spears, swords, and axes he had gathered into a gigantic mechanical arm.

Even Big Mom, one of the Four Emperors,