Fren Town.
The island held a town of only a few thousand people. Because of its location, it had been occupied by the Rocks Pirates and become the Pluton Pirates' frontline base.
The locals were very lucky. Despite the frequent fighting, the war had never reached them.
They only needed to help transport some supplies.
With the Pluton Pirates bearing the brunt of the attacks, the Allied Forces had never had a chance to push this far.
The Pluton Pirates had just returned and were still resting.
Hades couldn't help raising his head to look high into the distance, where a familiar figure was approaching the island.
He wore a yellow kimono, his long golden hair streaming behind him.
Every gesture carried an imposing presence.
"Shiki, what brings you here?"
Hades looked at the figure who landed before him, picked up a bottle of fine liquor, and tossed it straight to Shiki.
He was puzzled and curious.
It seemed something important had come up.
Before the bottle could hit Shiki, a mysterious force caught it, suspending it in midair before guiding it into his hand.
Pop!
Shiki flicked the cap off with one finger, tilted his head back, and drank deeply. Before long, he had drained the entire bottle.
"Jihahaha! Hades, you look like you're doing well."
Shiki laughed as he looked at Hades, his gaze sharp and his laughter radiating the presence of a lion.
Some of the members nearby were frightened into taking a step back.
Hades truly was an opponent on his level now. He had grown far too quickly.
His fighting strength was terrifying, and he had even mastered Conqueror's Haki coating before Shiki.
Even on other battlefields, Shiki often heard stories about Hades.
"Spit it out!"
Hades didn't want to listen to this pointless chatter.