"Roar!!!"
A sound like "Dragon Roar Nine Heavens" burst from Ares's mouth and rang through the heavens.
In the world of pirates, the legend of "sky islands" had always existed. They were islands in the heavens more than ten thousand meters above sea level, places ordinary people could hardly reach. As a result, most people believed that sky islands did not exist.
In reality, sky islands not only existed, but there were far more than one or two of them. Many sky islands existed above this world.
When Ares's roar rang out, everyone on an island in the high heavens called "Weatheria" heard the voice, which carried an intense, unyielding will.
On the island.
An old man with graying hair and a kindly face instantly went pale when he heard the sound. "What a terrifying voice. It actually traveled from the Blue Sea through the sea of clouds formed by the Emperor Clouds and reached the high heavens more than ten thousand meters above."
"And the sound is still so clear and deafening..."
"It's truly unimaginable how terrifying the person capable of making such a sound must be."
That voice was enough to make one's soul tremble. It was terrifying beyond words, filling the old man with an inexplicable fear and unease that came from the depths of his soul.
Then.
The old man took several knotted ropes from the room and shouted, "Wind, come!!!"
When he loosened the knotted ropes, a fierce wind suddenly appeared in the sky, and the island called "Weatheria" began floating faster and faster.
"We'd better get out of this wretched place quickly. I really have no idea what terrifying thing happened down there," the old man said uneasily.
And beneath the high heavens.
"Pluto's Judgment" swept toward Ares with an air of annihilating everything.