Monkey D. Dragon stood at the very crest of the wind and waves.
He gazed ahead, ignoring the continuous cannon fire from the many Marine Battleships.
A trace of inexplicable anticipation appeared in his eyes.
"Legend has it that over a thousand years ago..."
"Civilization flourished, and all manner of ancient creatures and strange beings emerged in endless succession."
"Humanity welcomed the first great unification in its history."
"Until the gods descended, crushing human civilization and dividing humanity's lands."
"Those who dared challenge the gods were called devils!"
"The gods could destroy human civilization and wipe out human languages, but they could not erase the will passed down through generations."
"The old man told me when I was very young."
"Devils resist all beings who proclaim themselves gods, and even gods cannot bind the free wind or the roaring thunder!"
"Before the light breaks across the horizon and pierces the dark clouds, wind and thunder will batter the waves in the darkness and tear the heavens apart!"
Dragon stirred the fierce winds. Had he lived over a thousand years ago, perhaps he, with his power to summon wind and rain, would have been called a god too.
Devils. What were devils?
The human warriors unwilling to kneel before gods, or the giant who returned from hell wielding a massive sword of magma?
"Rocks said something similar too."
Stussy stood in the torrential rain. She had spent her life seeking protection, chasing eternal youth, power, and wealth.
Yet she could never forget the sight of her homeland being destroyed.
If anyone had ever shone a light into the darkest depths of her life, perhaps it was only Whitebeard.
Rumble!
Lightning struck toward the Sabaody Archipelago.
Even the Sunlight Tree Eve, whose legendary age was unknown, became a silhouette.
She had witnessed