In that instant, everyone's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the tall, slender figure on the Giant Shark Battleship.
The half-transparent figure gradually solidified into substance.
Haye wore a monocle, his neatly combed golden hair shone brightly, and he was dressed in a lavish merchant's robe adorned with numerous bottles filled with green liquid, inside which various transparent, twisted, shrieking monsters swam.
His face was young, about twenty years old, but the melancholic look in his eyes and the heavy bags underneath spoke of great weariness, an impression of profound age.
But without a doubt, he was one of the powerful beings who stood at the pinnacle of this sea, dominating the tides!
The Navy officers on the Giant Shark Battleship cheered with joy, shouting loudly:
"Lord Haye!"
"May the Invisible Hand crush you all!"
"Lord Haye has arrived! The power of the invisible controls everything!"
"Pay up, you bastard!!"
