"Wh... what is that?"
As the sentry's terrified murmur spread faintly through the base's internal communications lines, the peace of the entire G-5 Branch shattered in an instant.
"What's happening? Hey! Watchtower! Answer me!"
In the command room, the G-5 Branch's base commander, "Demon Bamboo" Vergo, was tapping the table impatiently. As the highest-ranking mole Donquixote Doflamingo had planted within the Navy, he was in a terrible mood. Yas's arrival had completely disrupted his and "Joker's" arrangements in the New World, forcing him to keep his head down.
Yet all that came from the other end of the communications line was wave after wave of scalp-prickling noise, mingled with howling winds and terrifying roars.
"Damn it!"
Vergo cursed under his breath, grabbed a telescope, and rushed out of the command room.
When he raised his head and saw the sight in the sky, even this ruthless, deeply calculating power player's pupils instantly contracted into dangerous pinpoints!
A... falling continent!
That black, hideous floating island, radiating death and ill omen, had already filled his entire field of vision!
Countless bizarre, terrifying creatures were raining down wildly from that continent!
There were enormous pterosaurs with wingspans exceeding a hundred meters and three lion heads!
There were giant centipedes nearly a thousand meters long, their bodies covered in bone armor, like moving mountain ranges!
There were giant eight-legged spiders spewing corrosive acid!
And there were countless twisted monsters he could neither make out clearly nor name, as though they had crawled out of the wildest nightmares!
"G-Golden Lion!!!"
Vergo's teeth ground audibly, and for the first time, an expression of utter horror appeared on his face!
As a broker in the underworld, he knew better than anyone what world-destroying power that legendary "Flying Pirate" possessed!
Why was he attacking this place?!
*Could it