"What an enormous fleet of floating islands!"
"This world's Golden Lion Shiki is far stronger than that Rudder Shiki!"
Bullet looked at the floating islands and thought of the old bastard who had escaped from Impel Down.
A year after Bullet had been captured and imprisoned, Golden Lion Shiki had cut off his own legs and escaped.
That bastard had only cared about getting himself out. He had never even considered rescuing them.
After Golden Lion Shiki's escape, the seastone restraints in Infinite Hell had been doubled and redoubled.
Forget their hands and feet—some ability users even had seastone shackled around their necks and bodies.
Bullet had been one of the people who suffered most from it.
When Dracule Mihawk saw Ancient Moon Ryuma and the little brat Kozuki Zoro practicing their swordsmanship in the Sacred Ancient Moon Palace square,
his eyes immediately lit up as though he had discovered unpolished gems.
"Remarkable talent for swordsmanship, and remarkable resolve in pursuing the way of the sword!"
Dracule Mihawk could not help walking over.
Then he realized that even the miniature katana Kozuki Zoro wielded was a cursed blade that radiated a faint, sinister aura.
Wasn't this little fellow's practice sword rather extravagant?
That practice "prop sword" was probably a Great Grade Sword.
"Father!"
Little Zoro ran excitedly toward Houka, his forehead covered in sweat. One glance was enough to tell how seriously he had been practicing.
Ryuma smoothly sheathed his sword as well and saluted Houka.
When he saw the enormous Black Blade on Dracule Mihawk's back, he immediately sensed a sharp sword intent.
It was purer than the sword intent of Uncle Red or Uncle Newgate.
"Interested in teaching these two little fellows?"
"Just for a few days. Once this war is over, you can return to your own