Toyota Island!
It was an island near the Sabaody Archipelago, shaped like a long, narrow corridor. Steep cliffs rose on either side of a broad canyon.
At that moment, blood ran across the canyon floor, and bodies lay everywhere. On a nearby slope stood two figures, one tall and one short—a man and a woman.
The man was huge and powerfully built, with the frame of a tower. He carried an enormous sword with a broad, thick blade. Blood coated its sharp edge, making it a terrifying sight.
Nearly a hundred people lay dead in the canyon, all members of the renowned Dragon-Slaying Pirates. Their captain, Babo, had a bounty of nearly two hundred million Beli, yet every one of them had died at the hands of the swordsman.
For all his imposing size, the man was slow-witted and simple. His facial hair was distinctive: a thin crescent-shaped mustache beneath his nose, somewhat like Whitebeard's, only longer and finer. The hair at his temples was braided into tails.
His thick hair fell almost to his knees, covering his entire back. Though his upper body was massive, his legs were short and thin, giving him a comically mismatched appearance.
His strength, however, was terrifying. Babo's head now hung from his waist.
This man was Edward Weevil!
"Mom... Where are we going next?"
Weevil shook his enormous head in boredom and turned to the little woman beside him.
She was extremely short, like a tree stump. Wrinkles covered her face, which was so pitted it looked as though someone had blasted it with a shotgun.
She was frightening to behold even in broad daylight.
"You stupid son."
The little woman struck Weevil's leg with her cane and scolded him. "We're going to find more rich suckers, of course."
"Oh, oh..."
Weevil nodded