The Island Battleship descended from thousands of meters in the sky.
It avoided the Sky Apartments surrounding the skies above Paros Island, as well as the thousands of ships docked at the port.
Under countless watching eyes, that familiar, domineering figure flew out from the island.
The many crew members of the Flying Pirates followed close behind.
Every one of them was a recognizable name.
"Uranus" Reinhardt and "Titan" Atlas, who had already fitted herself with a brand-new Mechanical Arm.
The many fleet commanders and officers of the Flying Pirates.
In just a few months, the Flying Pirates' membership had already recovered to eighty thousand.
Perhaps before the year was even over, their numbers would return to their peak.
All thanks to the current Great Pirate Era.
The number of pirates in every sea was swelling.
Countless acts of slaughter and plunder.
More people took to sea as a result.
Meanwhile, the Navy was conducting its World Military Draft with great fanfare.
Its efforts to clean up the seas were limited to small areas, utterly failing to curb the surging pirate population.
The Flying Pirates were still at the height of their power. Most pirates who set sail or fought their way into the New World, only to fail to distinguish themselves in its brutal competition, would choose to join the Flying Pirates at the first opportunity.
Combined with their suppression of the various young pirates within their vast waters, the Flying Pirates absorbed enormous numbers of pirates.
As time passed, the Flying Pirates continued to develop.
Under the management of "Uranus" Rhein, the Flying Pirates had begun consolidating the resources of the islands within their waters, along with their subordinate factions and the Underground Forces.
Those vast resources allowed the Flying Pirates to support more pirates.
Truthfully, before the