Invisible, Atlas arrived above Pekotu Saint Island.
He gazed down at the large island, then slowly closed his eyes. An unseen perception spread from him, swiftly covering the entire island.
In an instant, every sign of life on the island appeared in his mind in exquisite detail.
The Soviet Chamber of Commerce building.
Tesoro still dressed like a nouveau riche tycoon, his fingers loaded with gold rings.
Ever since escaping Mary Geoise, he had craved money with unusual intensity.
But he had joined the Marines because of Atlas, so he had kept that desire in check for a while.
This undercover mission had given his true nature room to emerge.
Besides, he had yet to awaken his Devil Fruit power. The gold he carried was his most effective weapon.
Still, a lock remained deep in his heart, keeping him from plunging into the near-madness he had in the original story.
That lock was named Kanos Atlas.
"You know who we're up against this time, don't you?"
Tesoro was exceptionally calm. His sharp gaze swept slowly over the faces in the office.
Trafalgar Law, an Op-Op Fruit user.
Orikfi King, a Compression Fruit user.
Yank Shaw, a Sound Wave Fruit user.
Together with Tesoro, they were all the Devil Fruit Users in the Soviet Chamber of Commerce.
Law was another matter. He had only recently cured his Amber Lead Syndrome, and his combat strength was so limited it could practically be ignored.
King was short and stout; Shaw was tall and thin. Both had originally been bounty hunters who met Tesoro by chance.
After testing their character, Tesoro had hired them as advisers to the chamber, paying them with two Devil Fruits.
Their mastery of their fruits was therefore nothing special. They had barely scratched the surface.
Otherwise, Tesoro would never