Skypiea Island.
A fairly prosperous island in the Grand Line.
One of the islands along the seven routes.
Everyone who sailed the seas knew that the first half of the Grand Line had seven routes, each with a certain number of islands.
Skypiea Island was one of them.
A thousand meters in the air, a gigantic Golden Longsword pierced through the clouds, with eleven Chains of Heaven hanging beneath it, each with someone tied to its end.
Chaos stood at the tip of the sword, watching Skypiea Island draw closer. He quickly descended, stopping to hover above the harbor.
The eleven Chains of Heaven clinked as they rattled together. Ox and the five Rear Admirals and captains were dumped onto the ground. The chains withdrew and merged with the Golden Longsword, while Chaos stood with one hand behind his back, looking down at them haughtily.
On the ground, Ox and the others wore uncertain expressions, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
"You're free."
His golden earrings and black hair fluttered in the wind. The Golden Longsword turned around as Chaos prepared to leave.
"You..."
Ox didn't even know what to say.
"As the Golden Emperor, I keep my word. Remember to raise my bounty when you get back."
Chaos looked back at them with his nose in the air, radiating arrogance and contempt.
Then he shot skyward in a streak of golden light, vanishing over the horizon in the blink of an eye.
"That guy actually let us go."
"Notify Marineford first."
Ox looked away, his expression calm.
He didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
He had to report everything that had happened over the past month.
Meanwhile, Chaos hurried back to the island on the edge of the Calm Belt, picked up the Seastone, and moved