Orochi Island, the headquarters of the Orochi Pirates and an island the Kurozumi Family had invested heavily in developing, was far from small.
Decades of peace had caused the members of the Orochi Pirates to let their guard down.
They had never imagined anyone would invade their territory, much less their headquarters.
The towering building at the island's center was the Orochi Pirates' main stronghold.
"Slada, give them a little greeting gift first."
Standing on a platform of darkness, Teach looked down at the building in the island's center and said with an easy smile.
They were now only three hundred meters from land, yet no one had spotted them.
The Orochi Pirates' flag fluttered in the wind atop the building.
Little did they know that it would soon be history.
"Yeah. I'll make it disappear."
Slada had also spotted the Orochi Pirates' main stronghold. He gave a savage grin, a massive two-handed axe in his grasp.
His towering figure took two steps forward, then suddenly crouched and launched himself.
The tremendous force made the platform of darkness tilt sharply.
His figure vanished from the spot, whipping up a terrifying hurricane.
Slada's body plunged from hundreds of meters in the air.
Gripping his battle-axe with both hands, he brought it down on the Orochi Pirates' main stronghold with mountain-cleaving force.
Inside the building, Kurozumi Hachinosu abruptly raised his head, his expression changing as he sensed a powerful presence rapidly approaching.
It was already too late to go outside and take a look.
"Who the hell dares come looking for trouble with me?!"
Kurozumi Hachinosu's expression turned vicious. In all these years, this was the first time anything like this had happened here.
The approaching enemy's presence was formidable, but not strong enough to threaten his life.
Slada naturally knew how