It took the Flying Pirates a long time to discover that Atlas had vanished.
"World Government!"
"Golden Lion" Shiki gritted his teeth, his thick golden hair rising with the terrifying aura erupting from him.
A dreadful pressure filled the air as Shiki's will spread outward.
Outside, dark clouds blanketed the sky, countless bolts of terrifying purple lightning flashing through them.
Against the night sky, the many islands floating in the air looked rather ominous.
The members of the Flying Pirates were filled with even greater awe and fear.
They knew their admiral had been enraged, which meant they might soon be taking action.
Though they had no evidence, Shiki and Reinhardt immediately identified the World Government as the culprit.
Tracking down Atlas required a powerful intelligence network, and defeating and capturing her in such a short time required formidable strength.
Even one person would not have been enough. It would have taken two, three, or even more.
Among the Flying Pirates' enemies, only the World Government had that capability.
Besides, this incident bore an uncanny resemblance to the capture of "Golden King" Donovan.
Fortunately, Atlas's life was not in danger.
Her Vivre Card had not burned away completely; there were only slight scorch marks along its edges.
This incident wiped away all the joy Shiki had felt at obtaining Pluton.
"Admiral, the timing is far too convenient."
"We need time to fully understand Pluton. We can't use it anytime soon."
Beside him, Reinhardt frowned, sensing enormous trouble. This incident had caught them completely off guard.
"The World Government must be waiting for us. We'll be at a serious disadvantage."
Pluton had now been secretly delivered to one of the floating islands, and they needed time to study it.
How did they sail it? How did they use the powerful weapons