The great trade route, the Devil's Triangle Sea, just as the people of Locke Pirates were holding a warm and noisy banquet, a large sailboat was sailing in the fog towards them. Ember sat alone at the bow of the ship, drinking wine.
Suddenly, he seemed to feel something and looked at a specific fog. "Why do I feel like I'm being targeted?" Slowly getting up, Ember flapped his wings behind him and flew towards the observation tower. The shadow of a colossal ship loomed from the thick fog.
"Is it an enemy or a shipwreck?" Ember looked at the vast ship's shadow and could not judge. However, even if he could not judge, Ember would not let any threat get close. "Hmph! Whether it is an enemy or a sunken ship, this is not the time for you to get close!"
"Buzz!" Blazing flames burned on the surface of his body.
"Emperor Flame - Fist!"
Buzz! A massive pillar of flame erupted from his fist, heading towards the shadow of the enormous ship. The thick white mist under the pillar of his blazing flame fist felt a faint distortion. However, when Ember's flaming fist entered the shadow of the vast ship, it disappeared without a trace.
"Eh? What's going on?" Ember stared at the massive shadow of the ship with widened eyes.
"Is it an enemy?"
"B * stard!"
"All the guys on duty, protect the ship. There is an enemy attack!" Ember whispered to the pirates on duty tonight and turned into the Vermillion Bird form, flying towards the huge ship shadow. He was now highly confident in his strength.
As the fourth strongest fighter on the ship, he didn't think anyone could threaten him in the first half of the Grandline. Looking at Ember, who disappeared into the fog, the pirates on duty looked at each other.
"Where is the enemy Lord Ember mentioned? Why don't I see it?"
"Hey, Lord Ember flew into the fog!"
"Should we tell Boss Locke?"
"Forget it. Boss Locke and the others are having a banquet right now. Besides, there's no need to worry about Boss Ember dealing with the enemy."
"That's right. Boss Ember's strength is extreme."
"I also want to attend the banquet."
"Don't talk nonsense. Go back to your post and be ready for the enemy attack. I will report to the cadres." A pirate head told the rest of the pirates and rushed to the banquet hall. At this time, the banquet hall was still very lively. Singing, music, and roar resounded above the banquet hall.
However, many people were drunk and fell asleep. Among them were Barett, Locke, Sasaki, and others. "Burp, I didn't know! Moria, you are such a good drinker." Barbossa was drunk and said to Moria, who was still smiling without feeling anything.
"Hehe, if you want to drink to my stomach, you are still far from it!" Moria said with a smile. He grabbed the wine barrel before him and drank it all in one gulp. Barbossa's face twitched as he watched Moria gulp down the one-meter-tall wine barrel like he was drinking liquid.
"I have a brain problem. That's why I went to drink with this guy." Barbossa muttered in his heart before he collapsed on the table and fell into a deep sleep.
"Hey, hey, hey! I won!" Moria shouted excitedly, and the tall figure danced directly.
"M-Mr. Moria!" As soon as the head of the pirates entered the banquet hall, he saw the conspicuous figure of Moria and then quickly ran to his side to report.
"Oh? What is it? Hey, hey, hey, hey."
"Lord Moria, Lord Ember found and met the enemy alone. I was worried the enemy would launch a surprise attack, so I came here to report to you." The pirate leaders respectfully said to Moria.
"Enemy attack? Hey, hey, hey, hey! It's actually at this time! I know." As he spoke, Moya stood up and walked towards the deck. "I'll go take a look now."
"Alright, you don't have to disturb others. Just Ember, and I will do it."
"Yes, Lord Moria!" The leader of the pirates quickly followed Moya and walked out of the banquet hall. Locke opened his eyes and looked at the departing Moya.
"Having a group of reliable partners is a good feeling." After saying that, Locke fell asleep again. Right now, his head felt like it was about to explode.
Right now, he only wanted to take a good rest. As for fighting, he would leave it to Morilia and Ember. Locke was highly assured about the strength of the two of them. In the fog, the ashes of the Vermillion Bird were flapping their wings as they flew towards the giant ship in the mist.
However, after flying for a while, the ashes still did not see the ship's shadow.
"Could it be that I was worried too much!" The Ember, who was flying, murmured in a low voice after not finding the enemy ship. However, just as Ember was about to return, a vast, worn-out sailboat suddenly appeared below him.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him coldly on the worn-out sailboat. Ember looked down and was immediately a little surprised. He saw the deck was filled with people of all shapes and sizes. Some had human bodies and crab heads, octopus bodies, and human skulls, some directly tried shells, and some had human limbs.
In short, at a glance, they were like a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals. They all held their voices and stared coldly at the ashes above. A bone-chilling coldness suddenly emerged from Ember's heart. "What the hell are these guys?"
"They don't look like fish at all, and they don't look like fishermen either!" Ember flapped his wings and floated in the air, not acting rashly. "Da, da, da, da." Ear-piercing footsteps came from the ship below.
A tall and sturdy man wearing a triangular pirate ship hat, a black captain coat, and a Western sword hanging from his waist walked out of the cabin. When he looked up at Ember, Ember also saw his face. Under the pirate ship captain's hat was an octopus head.
More than ten octopus tentacles were twisting and turning. White viscous liquid was continuously secreted from his tentacles. In the head of the octopus, a pair of sharp little eyes stared at the embers in the air.
"This guy! Is he a half-fish" When Ember saw the man's face, he immediately guessed in his heart. "Brat! Looking at me from such a high place, are you looking down on me? Get down here!"
The man with the head of an octopus looked at the embers in the air and immediately roared. A tentacle on his chin proliferated and slapped towards the embers in the air.
"Hmph!" Ember snorted coldly. He flapped his wings and quickly dodged the tentacle attack. Then, he flapped his wings and a huge fireball condensed beneath him. It attacked the man below.
"Emperor Flame Ball!"
"Little brat!" When the man with the octopus head saw that Ember dared to counterattack, he was instantly enraged. He pulled the Western sword at his waist and swung a significant slash.
"Boom!" The slash collided with the ball of fire and dissipated.
"Attack! Beat him down!"