Golden Lion Shiki's Floating Archipelago

Two days later.

As the huge news of the Summit War spread across the world.

The Goa Empire's two flying warships had already reached a floating island in a remote stretch of the Grand Line.

"I never expected those floating islands not to fall, even with Golden Lion Shiki shackled in Seastone!"

"So beautiful—it's like an island in heaven!"

"Is this a Sky Island too?"

"These are artificial Sky Islands created with the power of the Float-Float Fruit!"

"Golden Lion Shiki truly deserves to be called a legendary pirate. He actually made so many islands float!"

The women of the Goa Empire and the barons all gazed eagerly at the floating islands.

Set against the blue sky and white clouds.

These lush green islands, with cascading waterfalls and rainbows curling around them, were truly dreamlike in their beauty.

"You dragon, you actually possess an ability like Redfield's!"

Golden Lion Shiki, who had lost both his sword legs and was shackled in Seastone, glared gloomily at the strange little dragon coiled around Wang Shi's shoulder.

Golden Lion Shiki discovered that this dragon could not only read his thoughts, but even forcibly control him time and again.

Now that his legs were injured and his Devil Fruit powers suppressed by Seastone, the helm lodged in his head made him increasingly muddled. He simply could not resist the mental erosion and control of Wang Shi and the Seven-Star Dragon Emperor.

"Honestly, I really can't bear to kill you, Shiki!"

"But you're too old. Your legs are ruined, and you have a helm stuck in your head. Your combat strength has declined far too severely. You're no longer worthy of being the owner of the Float-Float Fruit's power."

Wang Shi looked at the half-crippled Golden Lion Shiki. Even Kaya, who possessed the Sick-Sick