Hachinosu.
Skull Mountain.
Atop a towering chair.
Shane was eating and drinking heartily. There was nothing he loved more in life than fine food and wine.
Until he reached the absolutely safe pinnacle of the world, those two were the hobbies he could afford to have.
Recently, through his powerful intelligence network, Shane had learned a piece of rather unpleasant news.
Red the Aloof was going to be executed.
The Marines had also begun taking action, their warships appearing all over the world.
Especially around Shane's territories.
It took no thought to know that something major was about to happen.
Especially with the heavy betting.
This time, Marine Headquarters had fully exploited its advantage in numbers, deploying forces around the world with five times the fighting strength of the Kingdom Guards and pirate fleets.
Defending those territories meant that none of Shane's crew members would be able to remain stationed on Hachinosu when the time came.
Never mind how they would go to Marineford to rescue Red the Aloof from execution.
Surely Shane couldn't go alone?
The kings of the Underworld had also sensed the approach of a war great enough to go down in history.
Many had originally tried to place their bets on Shane after he became Pirate King, but now they were in a bind, believing the odds were against him.
There was no such thing as an invincible pirate. The sea had already proven that with facts.
Rocks had been defeated by Garp and Roger, yet Garp had fallen to Shane. Whitebeard had also been called the World's Strongest, only to lose all the same.
The person who had proven that fact was Shane.
And now.
People naturally feared his power, but they also knew there was no such thing as an unbeatable god!
Bang!
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