Deep within the G-1 Marine Base in the New World, the coated passage leading to the secret underground harbor slowly opened.
Biting cold surged out like a tangible substance, instantly freezing the moisture in the passage into ice crystals.
Gern stepped out first. The frigid air brushed his slightly weary yet still sharp face, and a helpless smile tugged at his lips as he took in the sight before him.
What greeted him was not the familiar G-1 Base, but a world of ice and snow that looked like the polar wilderness!
Thick ice covered almost the entire spacious reception plaza. Glittering icicles hung from the ceiling, wreathed in cold mist.
Even more striking were the figures frozen inside ice sculptures, still caught in vivid poses.
They were the core officers of G-10 under his command-the members of "Calamity"!
Dracule Mihawk, the World's Greatest Swordsman, was frozen mid-slash, his black blade Yoru suspended in the air, his gaze as sharp as ever.
The Tyrant, Bartholomew Kuma, stood like a mountain, his enormous body frozen with one palm thrust forward.
Faint arcs of electricity seemed to linger around God Enel, whose face was frozen in an expression of disbelief.
The Devil's Heir, Douglas Bullet, was caught throwing a punch with a wild grin, his savage presence seeming ready to burst through the ice.
Gild Tesoro, the Golden Emperor, Toritoma, the Snake Princess, Lipo, and the others had also become ice sculptures, each caught in a different fighting or defensive stance with a different expression.
Judging by their positions, however, Hawk-Eye and Bullet had clearly fought until the very end.
They were farthest from the exit, and the ice around them was the thickest and most shattered. They had plainly caused the most trouble for the person who froze them.
"Heh, Kuzan,