Chapter 146: Navy Intervention

Not long ago.

A dazzling beam of light burst forth from the clouds, instantly casting a radiant golden hue across the vast expanse of the deep blue sky.

Even in the bright daylight, this blinding brilliance could easily be seen from several kilometers away.

The Ghost Spider Unit from Navy Headquarters immediately took notice of this fleeting, extraordinary light.

Ghost Spider, a Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, was the very superior officer Garen had long awaited in Alabasta—the one designated to officially confer upon him the certificate recognizing him as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Though his moniker “Ghost Spider” primarily stemmed from his combat style, his fierce, ghost-like visage and his cold, predatory demeanor truly embodied the essence of the name from the inside out.

Ghost Spider was a thoroughly hawkish commander, second only to Admiral Akainu among the Vice Admirals at Headquarters, and absolute justice was his unwavering creed.

He never questioned or defied orders from the World Government; to accomplish missions, he would not hesitate even to eliminate civilians or subordinates. In the eyes of the World Government, he was a sharp blade fiercely protecting his master.

His harsh and ruthless approach naturally invited criticism, and his reputation within the Navy was far from favorable. Even some fellow hawkish commanders secretly thought his methods excessively severe.

Yet regardless of opinion, Ghost Spider’s prowess, experience, and leadership more than justified his rank as Vice Admiral.

Upon seeing the sudden golden light at sea, Ghost Spider immediately sharpened his focus, tracking the direction where the light vanished, using his eyesight that surpassed human limits to scout for any enemy presence.

A master of the Life Return technique and a top-tier hand-to-hand combatant, he could spot details with his naked eyes that even his colonel-level aides needed high-powered telescopes to discern.

“That is…”

When his gaze landed on the flag fluttering atop the pirate ship, a somber shadow deepened the already fierce expression on Ghost Spider’s face:

“Moonlight Moria’s pirate ship?”

To replenish his army of zombies and shadows, Moria’s spree of atrocities over the past half-month had become outrageously frequent, turning him into a notorious figure universally despised by the entire Navy.

“Who is he fighting?”

His aide, binoculars in hand, spoke gravely but matter-of-factly.

Judging from the brilliant golden sword light that had just appeared and the golden flames now raging on the ship, it was clear that Moria’s current predicament was dire.

Garen’s figure was still obscured by the towering flames, but Moria’s seven-meter-tall giant frame appeared unmistakably distinct to Ghost Spider.

Soon, Ghost Spider observed Moria’s bloodied body thrashing violently, seemingly engulfed in an even fiercer battle.

“Vice Admiral Ghost Spider.”

The aide, having roughly assessed the situation, turned to him and asked:

“Moria seems to be losing. Should we intervene?”

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