"It sure is lively here!"
The enormous luxury battleship, hundreds of meters long, drew steadily closer.
The flags of the Kronos Kingdom and the Black Serpent fluttered overhead.
Mobius rested both hands on the ship's railing, grinning as he watched what had just unfolded at the port.
One stood on either side of him.
On one side was "White Demon" Loki, holding a cane.
On the other was "Gluttony" Cho'Gath.
Behind them, thousands of members wore varied expressions, some excited, others indifferent.
For those who originally came from the New World, this was a homecoming.
But for those from the Four Seas and the first half of the Grand Line, this was their first visit to the New World—and to an island as world-famous as Paros Island, at that.
To avoid missing the Swordsmanship Tournament, Mobius had led Ten Thousand Serpents all the way back to the New World from the North Blue.
"Who are they?"
Shiki felt a faint sense of familiarity and turned to ask Reinhardt beside him.
When had such a powerful faction appeared in the New World?
None of the three at the forefront were weak, but Cho'Gath in particular gave him the same feeling as facing Typhon, the "King of Monsters."
"Ten Thousand Serpents, an unusual faction currently undertaking the remarkable feat known as the Voyage of the Four Seas."
"Their leader, Nether Serpent Mobius, also spent time on Paros Island. He should be a Son of Hades as well."
"Quite a few people in the New World know of them, but they've spent more of these past years in the Four Seas."
"There isn't much intelligence on them."
Reinhardt was cautious about Ten Thousand Serpents. A faction like this would undoubtedly rank among the dominant powers even in the New World.
It wasn't just