A month had already passed since the news of Roger becoming Pirate King swept across the seas like a storm.
In Kakarot's memory, the hands of time were racing toward that momentous turning point in history.
By his reckoning, before Pirate King Roger turned himself in to the Navy,
and officially ushered in the "Great Pirate Era," fewer than ten months remained.
During those days when every second counted, Kakarot and his companions sailed their ships,
weaving across the vast seas like nimble fish and reaching several islands in succession.
Whenever they saw people living in misery, they rescued them and brought them into the Revolutionary Army.
They also used the Spatial Ring to travel around the world, punishing evil and rewarding good under the identity of "Heavenly Punishment."
Although Heavenly Punishment was already renowned across the seas, the World Government devoted all its efforts to searching for Pirate King Roger,
and paid little attention to Heavenly Punishment. After all, they were not Joy Boy.
Heavenly Punishment's righteous deeds were like sparks, not only warming countless despairing hearts but also drawing many like-minded people into the Revolutionary Army,
providing a steady stream of fresh blood to this force that sought to change the world.
At that moment, their ships were slowly approaching Fish-Man Island, the vital bridge between the New World and Paradise.
The sea glittered in the sunlight, and the gentle sea breeze carried a hint of salty moisture.
Suddenly, Emily floated down from the lookout like a graceful sprite.
A trace of excitement shone in her eyes as she said eagerly,
"Big Brother Kakarot, there's an island five nautical miles ahead to starboard. I sensed an incredibly savage presence there.
"Judging by its intensity, whoever it is feels at least as strong as an Admiral!"
At this, a