Dawn mist, dyed gold by the rising sun, lay like a giant silk beneath the sky-citadel.
On the main-mast of the "Orange Mothership" the new flag snapped in the wind—orange field, white pixel seagull, announcing to the world that the floating island had changed owners.Leon stood atop the command tower, the purple counter on his right hand ticking: 68:00:00.
Each tick carried a faint "hiss"—the sound of coordinate-seed burning, audible only to him.Nami approached with a cup of freshly brewed orange tea. "Phase one done, but we have sixty-eight hours to make this 'block-island' move, or the seed hits zero and you're stuck forever."Leon nodded, gaze fixed on the cloud-sea ahead. "Power solved, now we need a safe lane and allies."Before he finished, alarms blared—[Detection: High-speed targets approaching, count 12, ID: Navy Special Pursuit Fleet "Cloud-Shark"]Beneath the clouds, twelve grey-white airships burst through, scarlet "Cloud-Shark" emblems on their hulls—the World Government's elite unit designed to hunt aerial targets.The lead airship's loudspeaker barked: "Aerial platform 'Raft', shut down engines immediately and accept inspection! Suspected connection to Gellman explosion!"Nami clenched her teeth. "They came fast—must be Mr. Depreciation who leaked our location."Leon sneered. "Perfect—let them test our new weapons."He strode into the command room, pushed the "Redstone Core" to maximum, and swivelled all twelve "Sea-Spirit Cannons" toward the incoming fleet."Three warnings, then fire," Leon's voice echoed through the loudspeaker, calm as machine.Cloud-Shark replied with a volley—special "Cloud-Burst Bombs" that detonated mid-air, fireballs expanding to a thousand degrees, hot enough to melt steel.Yet when the fire hit the "Orange Mothership" outer wall, a transparent "Bedrock Bulwark" auto-raised, a glass dome absorbing the blast—no vibration reached the deck.Leon raised his hand and dropped it lightly: "Sea-Spirit Cannons, salvo."Twelve compressed Sea-Prism shells left the barrels simultaneously, tracing twelve purple arcs across the sky, striking the airships' engines with surgical precision.No explosions—only the crisp sound of metal pierced. Engines hit by Sea-Prism lost buoyancy instantly; the airships fell like broken kites into the cloud-sea.The lead captain screamed: "Sea-Prism stone! They possess large-scale Sea-Prism weapons!"His voice was torn apart by the wind; twelve pillars of white water bloomed and faded within thirty seconds.Silence returned, broken only by the engines of the "Orange Mothership".Nami lowered her telescope, voice soft: "Thirty seconds, total annihilation… the Government won't let this go."Leon remained calm. "I never wanted war, but they ran into my gun-barrel. Now all the East Blue will know—the Orange Flag is not a merchant ship, it's a mobile fortress."He turned toward the rising sun, voice low and steady: "Sixty-eight hours—enough to reach the Grand Line, and enough for the World Government to remember—where the Orange Flag flies, even clouds must give way."A system prompt popped quietly:[Achievement:Cloud-Sea Stalker]
[Coordinate-Seed +3 % (deterrence value)]
[Remaining Count-down:67:30:00]Nami unrolled a newly charted map, finger tracing a scarlet line: "Next stop—Reverse Mountain. Laboon is waiting for us."Count-down 67 hours 30 minutes—begins.