Farazul

Footsteps approached, and the ground trembled faintly.

The Pirate Army came into view with Hades at its head. Ignoring the Pirates watching them, they made their way to the Port.

The Pirates in their path scattered to either side.

Only up close could anyone truly take in the full scale of the Pirate ship.

Seventy-two of the world's most advanced cannons lined each side of the Battleship. Eighteen massive turrets stood on the deck, with two smaller autocannons flanking each one.

Inside, the Pirate ship had everything: a large dining hall, a Training Room, an observation deck, a medical bay, lifts, a dock, storerooms, an armory, a power system, and more.

The ship had four levels in all.

The top level was reserved for the main crew's quarters.

The three lower levels held twelve hundred compact but well-equipped rooms. Each could house two Pirates, or four or five at a squeeze.

"This is our Pirate ship, the Farazul."

Looking at the stunning ship, with its black, dark purple, and red hull, Hades spread his arms and laughed.

It was not as large as the Rocks Pirates' flagship, but its design was far more imposing.

The ship's interior was complex. Several world-class designers had spent two or three months working on its plans.

Built from Treasure Tree Adam and numerous precious metals, its hull was harder than steel. Even a Swordsman who had mastered Steel Cutting could do little damage to it.

The powerful propulsion system at the stern could drive it to twice the top speed of its normal operating mode.

Once activated, the weapons concealed within the hull could strike everything around the ship indiscriminately.

It also had a cleaning system that removed odors. Press one button, and it would wash the entire ship automatically.

After all, conditions aboard