Boom!!!
A massive explosion.
It jolted the surrounding streets awake.
The onlookers all turned toward the island's most luxurious hotel. Dust now billowed everywhere, blanketing the entire area.
Screams and groans rang out.
Blackbeard and his crew stood outside the dust cloud, staring intently at the center of the commotion.
The moment they found Queen of Joy, they launched their attack without hesitation, destroying the entire hotel in the process.
It had been a completely unexpected assault.
And with the hotel collapsing on top of her, Queen of Joy had surely been badly hurt.
Even if she wasn't dead, she must have been injured.
"What happened?"
"Who are those people?"
"Pirates?"
"Isn't that Ultraman Tiga, the one with a 300-million-Berry bounty?"
"I heard Ultraman Tiga joined a pirate crew. Is this the one?"
"No idea!"
"Who's their captain? I don't recognize any of them except Ultraman Tiga."
The crowd kept growing, but Blackbeard and the others weren't famous yet. Ultraman Tiga was the only one with any real recognition.
"Looks like they're here for revenge."
"This should be fun. I was getting bored!"
Amid the crowd's chatter, the dust slowly cleared.
A graceful figure stood atop a tilted wall, gradually coming into view.
Many people stared wide-eyed. From the shapely silhouette, they could tell she was a woman—and a woman with an incredible figure. They just couldn't make out her face.
"Former Whitebeard Pirates member, Marshall D. Archy."
Her cool, untouchable voice rang out first. Just the sound of it captivated countless people.
At last,
a figure appeared before their eyes.
She wore a silk nightgown, her long, curly golden hair loose around her shoulders. Her peerless face was flawless, and her presence was full of contradictions, yet somehow perfectly harmonious.
Noble, dignified, elegant, alluring.
She was a goddess capable