Hachinosu.
Rocky Port no longer had its former splendor.
The surviving pirate crews' ships lay anchored there.
The powerful members of the Giant Warriors, Sun, Dragon, Silver Axe, and John pirate crews gathered there. The corpses meant nothing to them.
They were all waiting for Shane to arrive.
"Want to join forces? I've barely used any stamina!"
Golden Lion's eyes burned like fire.
He stared at Shane, knowing that, despite looking formidable to everyone else, Shane was actually weakened.
"There's still some trouble to deal with!"
Shane looked toward the four old men atop Skull Mountain.
They had already suffered grievous wounds all over. Facing the powerful members of the Rocks Pirates, even the elderly God's Knights had paid a terrible price.
As they gathered around Saint Kelin, their blades were all broken.
"Just a bunch of broken kings and defeated losers."
Golden Lion could not be bothered to give them another glance.
But then he saw a Devil Fruit in Shane's hand, the very one that had belonged to the dead Saint Kelin.
A trace of curiosity appeared in his eyes.
He knew Shane had mastered far too many of Rocks's techniques.
There were only two reasons he was still being cautious.
First, he was wary of the Dark-Dark Fruit. Second, he did not know how much strength Shane had left.
He was considering whether to cooperate or force Shane into submission.
Although the latter was almost impossible, he still indulged in that fantasy.
If he did not even dare to dream of it, he would not be Golden Lion.
"Shane!"
The few remaining elderly God's Knights were utterly exhausted.
Their wounds were almost beyond healing, yet they still had to fight like cornered beasts.
"We cannot retreat. From the moment we arrived on Hachinosu, our only task was