Over a hundred pirate ships spread out, encircling Roger's Oro Jackson at the center. Countless figures moved about on the decks. Even the Marines would likely have been unable to confront such a force head-on.
In this era, Golden Lion Shiki was known as the strongest pirate in the New World. He possessed the largest pirate fleet in the New World, with his influence extending across more than half of it.
Among the Four Emperors of later generations, not even Whitebeard could compare to Golden Lion in terms of influence. The others were even further behind the enormous fleet he had commanded in his prime.
The title of Pirate Admiral was not something bestowed lightly.
"Looks like the entire Golden Lion Pirates have shown up. Captain, you've got quite the reputation," Rayleigh said with a smile from the bow.
Roger gave two soft snorts but did not argue.
Pirates were all willful bastards. Among the great pirates, Roger was both enemy and friend to many. They opposed one another, yet admired each other as well.
When they met at sea, they could start fighting over a single disagreement. Yet after the battle, they could drink together as though nothing had happened the next time they met.
Whitebeard, Golden Lion, and Roger shared that kind of relationship.
But it was precisely because of their prideful temperaments that they would never hold back once they began fighting.
Given the chance, they would beat the other to death without hesitation.
If one died at the other's hands, then he simply was not worthy of being called a man the other acknowledged.
That was the kind of twisted mindset they had.
"Jiehahahaha... Roger, I'm back again! This time, you must give me an answer that satisfies me. Otherwise, this Wol Sea will become the