It took the Monster Legion just ten minutes to slaughter everyone on an entire island.
With keen-nosed beasts hunting them, no one could escape.
Birds of prey circled overhead.
Along the coast lurked fishlike creatures that had grown legs, and humans who seemed to have evolved from Fish-Men.
The Monster Legion even had quite a few Fish-Man warriors in its ranks.
Ordinary people at sea shunned them for their strange appearance, while the Pluton Pirates refused to take in those who had committed too many crimes.
Besides, some Fish-Men had no desire to join the Pluton Pirates. The restrictions were too severe, especially now that the crew no longer fought for supremacy at sea.
Although many Fish-Men and Merfolk were relocated to the Pluton Sea each year, some Fish-Men dreamed of joining the Monster Legion instead.
The Monster Legion carried the island's supplies and treasure aboard the Flying Cloud Homies.
They had certainly come away with a haul this time, but Typhon still felt it wasn't enough.
Leaving devastation behind, the Monster Legion departed the island.
In a distant corner, a Reporter Bird shakily tucked a Visual Den Den Mushi into its bag.
Its wings beat furiously as it fled into the distance like a bolt of lightning.
It had what it needed. It had already sent the recorded footage back to headquarters.
If it died, headquarters would pay it a generous death benefit.
But who wanted to die? It was a bird, but with that reward, it would be set for the rest of its life.
Run! These monsters are terrifying! Once I get back, I'll find myself a few pretty mates and enjoy the rest of my life!
On a mountaintop on an island in the New World, ten minutes of footage arrived.
It threw the entire World