High in the sky, there were many islands, large and small, floating amidst the clouds.
It was a breathtaking and impressive landscape.
On one of the large islands.
"Captain! Captain!!!"
Nervous and agitated, the pirate burst into the building, ran down a narrow corridor and entered a small courtyard.
In a small courtyard, there was a figure with long golden hair and half of a helm protruding from his head, his legs disappeared from the bottom of his calf, and in place of his feet were two sword blades.
He was one of the three legendary pirates of the bygone era, on a par with Whitebeard and Roger.
He once single-handedly invaded the Navy headquarters and destroyed half of Marinford.
The golden lion, Shiki!
"Why all the panic...?"
"Is there a storm coming?"
Shiki, who had just smoked a large cigar, exhaled a puff of smoke and frowned at the panicked subordinate.
He is more afraid of storms, and to be more precise, his devil fruit skill is more afraid of them.
This is all because the wind can affect his ability to float.
A strong storm can not only cause chaos, but even cause great damage to their rising fleet.
The subordinate took a deep breath.
His eyes were still filled with shock, and his voice trembled, "No... not a storm... it's the.... World Government... No, the Holy Land of Marijoa.... was destroyed!!!"
"..."
The Golden Lion froze in shock.
As the man who had destroyed half of Marinford in the past and tried to join Roger in ruling the entire world, the Golden Lion was certainly not afraid of the World Government.
In fact, Shiki was sure that if Roger, who had a lot of information about Ancient Weapons, would join him and help him get one of them, they could rule the world.
But unfortunately, negotiations with Roger were unsuccessful and Shiki himself suffered a crushing defeat.
Their strength, or the strength of Roger's Pirates at the time, was at best sufficient to resist the Navy, and fighting the World Government was out of the question unless they joined forces and obtained Ancient Weapons.
But after Roger died, and he 'retired' for at least ten years, to build up his strength, someone actually destroyed the Holy Land of Marijoa!
Even he's far from doing something like this right now!
"Did Whitebeard do it? Although his strength is beyond doubt, but I don't think he's capable of something like this..."
Shiki whispered thoughtfully.
After Roger died and lost his legs, there was only one legend left in the expanse of the sea, dominating the new era: Whitebeard.
But Shiki still believed that Whitebeard's power should not be enough to destroy the Holy Land of Marijoa.
"No... not Whitebeard..."
"The Traveler did... previously defeated by Admiral Sengoku..."
The subordinate's voice was trembling.
Shiki narrowed his eyes, "That boy?"
In Shiki's eyes, as a person standing on top of the sea, there aren't many people worth looking at.
Shiki only really recognized Whitebeard, Roger, Garp and a few others, including Sengoku.
At the time of the Pirates of the Rocks, his recognized opponent was Whitebeard, and someone like Big Mom and Kaido didn't deserve much attention.
Having defeated Admiral Sengoku, the Traveler barely crossed this line and earned his recognition.
"That's right..."
"This time, he really did something great."
The Golden Lion took a deep breath.
It was extremely rare for events to occur in the vast expanse of the sea that he could call 'something great', but the destruction of the Holy Land of Marijoa was far beyond Shiki's expectations.
There was no way he could have imagined that something so big would happen.
"I hope we meet again in the future, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
The Golden Lion suddenly burst out laughing and then said with a smile, "Since even the Holy Land has been destroyed, they should feel fear, so my revenge is meaningless. In this case..."
The reason Shiki wanted to disappear from the expanse of the sea for more than ten years was research and breeding mutated animals.
Years later, he was going to return to the expanse of the sea with a terrifying army of mutated animals to make the World Government and the Navy feel fear.
But now it made no sense.
He could already foresee that with the destruction of the Holy Land, even more 'heroes' would appear in the vast sea....
Some of them will become pirates and others will join the Navy.
In the expanse of the sea, many high-profile battles will break out, which will determine the future of this era!
"Captain?"
The subordinate cautiously addressed Shiki.
"The era has already begun to rage..."
Shiki exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled, he had already made up his mind, "Cancel the original plan and return to the expanse of the sea.... How can this crazy era do without me? hi-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
"Yes, Captain!"
The subordinate exclaimed excitedly.
The wild pirate life in the vast sea was much more exciting and thrilling, compared to the dull and isolated life on these islands!
...
Similar scenes unfolded in all corners of the world.
The destruction of the Holy Land of Marijoa set off a chain of events that made the competition of the many forces of the New World much more fierce and bloody, and the whole sea more chaotic.
But in response to the growing chaos at sea, a large number of strong people also joined the Navy, striving to resist this evil.
It marked the beginning of the most chaotic era!
The execution of the Pirate King, Golden Roger, marked the beginning of the Pirate Era, and the destruction of the Holy Land of Marijoa allowed this era to reach its peak in no time!
...
A small ship floated in the sky above Red Line.
Robin stood at the deck railing, gazing out over the lifeless wasteland that had once been the Holy Land of Marijoa.
After a while, she turned to Yeruashi, who was standing next to her, "Sir, you really are... a god."
Although as an archaeologist, Robin was an atheist, Yeruashi's power was completely beyond the capabilities of the people of this world.
The destruction of the Holy Land of Marijoa....
It sounds like a bad joke or someone's sick dream, but it actually happened.
Besides, Robin knew Yeruashi much better than anyone else.
During all the time she had spent with Yeruashi, Robin had formed the firm opinion that he was not a traveler, but rather.... a god who traveled the earth!
Yeruashi, who was standing on the edge of the deck, turned to Robin and said with a faint smile, "If you want to define me in terms of strength, you can define me that way, but humans and gods are different."
"In the true sense..."
"I'm a completely ordinary person."