At the mouth of a deserted island's inlet, sixty to seventy nautical miles from Alabasta.
A heavily damaged warship sped closer.
The flag representing Marine justice fluttering from the mast had been more than half burned away.
The once solemn and imposing warship had long since become a battered wreck.
Standing on the bow deck, directing the Marines who were in complete disarray, was none other than the Marine officer known as a candidate for admiral—Momousagi!
Looking at the barren island before her, Momousagi's face darkened.
"Big Sis Momousagi, the warship's keel is severely fractured. We can't keep sailing. It's obvious they deliberately forced us to flee onto this deserted island!" A female adjutant hurried forward to report.
Her gaze kept drifting toward the rear.
Just thinking of the person they had encountered while sailing half a day ago made her scalp tingle.
If they had not been mistaken, that was a madman from the Great Pirate Era.
Even Marine admirals found him troublesome.
At the very least, in their eyes, although Momousagi was known as an admiral candidate, she seemed somewhat overshadowed when facing that man.
One misstep, and their entire force might be wiped out.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Dull sonic booms suddenly rang out.
A massive shadow rapidly expanded in the sky, soon appearing above the warship with an overwhelming, sky-obscuring presence.
Everyone hurriedly looked up, and what they saw first made their pupils abruptly constrict.
It was a pirate ship falling from the sky.
Faced with that terrifying man, they had imagined all sorts of attacks they might have to endure.
They had never expected him to open with a pirate ship.
As the enormous hull rapidly enlarged in their eyes, the Marines present instinctively looked toward Momousagi.
"Everyone, prepare to abandon ship and land on the