Pirates were synonymous with selfishness, cruelty, and cunning. Those who could survive in the chaotic seas were, without exception, not people to be taken lightly.
There were naturally countless brainless idiots, but those people were often the first to sink into the deep sea.
The Big Mom Pirates had stood firm in the New World for so long not merely because of Big Mom's unparalleled talent and strength.
After years of development, Whole Cake Island had long been forged into an impregnable stronghold by the Big Mom Pirates. When war came, Whole Cake Island, which had long remained in a state of "small-scale campaigns," needed only a little time to react before rapidly unleashing its war potential.
Within the thick fog, as the black silhouettes of ships drew closer and closer, Tsuru's smile gradually faded, and her expression turned grave.
"Clang—"
"Clang—"
More and more Marines noticed the anomaly at sea in the distance. Alarm bells instantly rang throughout the harbor, crewmen shouted for their comrades, and Marine commanders received reports from their subordinates one after another before immediately returning to the warships under their command.
Kuzan also hurried back to the command ship. By the time he appeared on deck, Big Mom's pirate fleet was only a thousand meters from the harbor.
The harbor had already entered the pirate fleet's firing range.
Compared to the Marines, pirates lagged far behind in shipbuilding and cannon-making technology. Only within 1,500 yards could pirate ship cannons strike effectively, and even at that distance, their accuracy was painfully poor.
Although New World pirates fought naval battles year-round, their personal strength was formidable, and boarding battles occurred far more often than naval artillery duels. Operating cannons also required experience, more or less.
"Fwooo—"
A piercing whistle came from the fog. The pirate fleet launched