"What are you talking about?"
Sengoku strode toward him.
He did not slow down, intent on snuffing Shane out before he could grow.
In the past, even the great pirates he and Garp had defeated together with a Buster Call would usually be imprisoned in Impel Down.
They would suffer there for the rest of their lives, and their Devil Fruits would be kept from returning to the seas at random.
Shane alone was someone everyone unanimously demanded be killed on the spot. He absolutely could not be allowed to survive, or he would only exert more influence.
The execution of Celestial Dragons at the Sabaody Archipelago had now proven those earlier fears justified.
This was what they could tolerate least. If someone dared to openly attack the first Celestial Dragon, many commoners would begin to cast covetous eyes upon the gods.
The awakening of such a will would be even more terrifying, eventually sweeping across the world like a raging storm.
The Marines' task was to suppress pirates throughout the world.
The Five Elders' task was to completely eradicate such thinking.
Shane was a pathogen carrying a dangerous will upon the seas, and everything he did would leave endless trouble in its wake.
"I was thinking."
"Since you haven't grown stronger in so long, while I keep getting stronger..."
"What will happen when the day comes that I close that gap?"
"I'll protect my own forces too. I'll train my own subordinates too."
"Where exactly did the Celestial Dragons begin, to establish such a vast Reverie?"
"And where must I set foot in this lifetime before I reach the summit?"
The Purple Pupil that had vanished from Shane's eyes formed again.
The light seemed engraved within them, never fading again from that moment onward.
Unlike Black Tanuki Pupil, Shane