Above Earth's orbit.
Pero floated quietly in space, his eyes closed and his limbs stretched out.
Facing the Sun, he spread his arms and embraced it.
Blazing sunlight bathed his body.
[The Rōran Dragon Vein's cooldown is complete. Dimensional Travel can be activated again at any time.]
The system's voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
"Oh? Is it time?"
Pero stretched luxuriously, his joints cracking and popping.
He opened his eyes and lowered his head. His gaze pierced the thick atmosphere and saw the three fleets below, sweeping unstoppably through different seas.
"Time to get down to business. Let's see how they've done."
His gaze instantly sharpened.
The rotating planet suddenly stopped.
The clouds and waves abruptly froze as well.
It was like a film that had been paused.
Then the planet began rotating in reverse.
The drifting clouds and rolling waves also retraced their original paths.
Like a videotape rewinding.
The power of the Silver Superman template allowed his gaze to reach across time and see anything he wanted to see.
Pero's gaze traced the course of time and settled on three days earlier.
"No rush," he told the system. "Let's see what they do, then deal with the Holy Land. After that, we'll leave."
Time returned to three days earlier.
On the Grand Line, on an island under the World Government's protection.
Inside the island's Celestial Dragon estate, chaos reigned.
"Quick! Pack up my favorite 'human mounts,' Numbers 9 and 10!"
"And those treasures! Bring them all!"
A potbellied Celestial Dragon was anxiously ordering his slaves around.
Word had already arrived that the Neo Marines' First Fleet, led by Billy, was rapidly approaching.
Just then.
A huge Pentagram Magic Circle suddenly appeared in the center of the estate's main hall, crackling with dazzling black