Two warships lay off the shore of Amazon Lily.
After finishing her phone call, Granny Nyon took advantage of the time Hancock spent gathering her warriors to rush over, panting for breath.
She looked up at Sakazuki, who stood aboard a warship with his arms folded.
"My deepest apologies, Admiral Sakazuki."
"The Empress suddenly fell ill just now."
"Could you entrust the Shichibukai appointment letter to me?"
"I will deliver it to the Empress on your behalf."
With that, she bowed her head respectfully.
Standing aboard the warship, Sakazuki glanced down at her and said impassively,
"Is that so?"
"Your Empress seems quite lively to me."
No sooner had he spoken than an arrogant female voice rang out behind Granny Nyon.
"Slave Arrow!!!"
A dense barrage of pink arrows shot out of the forest behind her, filling the sky as they flew toward the two warships.
Granny Nyon's heart sank at the sound of Hancock's voice. Oh no... how did she gather everyone so quickly?
Despite rushing here as fast as she could, she was still too late. Hancock had already arrived with the warriors she had assembled.
Carol drew Sakura Ten, an azure gleam flowing along its blade.
"One Sword Style: Storm Rain."
A crescent-shaped wave of Sword Aura spun outward, splitting apart continuously as it rotated.
It became countless tiny blades of Sword Aura that covered the space above the warships, colliding with the dense barrage of pink arrows.
Carol looked somewhat surprised.
"This ability..."
"It can petrify Sword Aura too?"
The blades of Sword Aura that collided with the arrows in midair kept turning to stone, shattering and falling.
Sakazuki said coldly,
"So much for being ill."
Granny Nyon broke into a cold sweat. Just then, Boa Hancock slowly approached, surrounded by a crowd of warriors.
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