The Red Hair Pirates, the Buggy Pirates, and Dracule Mihawk all watched the port from outside.
They had not come here for Shane.
But if they did not come, there was no telling when they might see Shane again.
"Is that God?"
Dracule Mihawk rested both hands on his knees.
"He doesn't look like much."
As a child, he had seen Shane in the newspapers and thought he was a true God. Perhaps he had been too young back then?
"Don't underestimate a man even our captain admired."
Red-Haired kept watching Shane, trying to see through this legend, but no matter what he did, he could not gauge Shane's true strength.
In fact, Red-Haired had initially planned to compete for supremacy and adventure on Sky Island, but after traveling around the world, he had chosen to return to the seas and decipher the ancient script.
Through Ohara's records, he had finally learned the truth of eight hundred years.
From that, he had deduced an unbelievable truth.
Over thirty years ago, when he had still been just a child, God had truly existed!
Although the Shane he saw today was completely different from his hazy memories, he still held him in reverence.
"Seriously, I seem to remember that guy hitting me on the head?"
Buggy found it strange. Had he met Shane as a child?
How old could he have been then?
"That's our Captain Buggy!"
His crew shouted in boundless admiration.
Their admiration for Buggy the Clown was not baseless. In terms of strength, he deserved to be called Overlord Level.
His crew was simply far too weak, leaving him with little more than a few extra small fry compared to Dracule Mihawk.
Of the three, Red-Haired still had greater overall strength and a more elite crew.
"Really? I remember