The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

Just as despair, like the deepest ink, was about to completely engulf the ruins of Impel Down and the hearts of every survivor, two individuals with unparalleled insight—Kuroshibo and the lone Red Redfield—almost simultaneously turned their heads sharply in the same direction.

He keenly sensed a subtle yet powerful disturbance; the wind was blowing from the distant horizon.

At first, it was just a faint breeze, gently brushing across this desolate land shrouded in poisonous miasma. But this breeze seemed to possess a magical purifying power. Wherever it passed, the dense, impenetrable poisonous gas began to slowly dissipate as if it had met its nemesis.

Squeezed at the entrance of the passage, Ivankov, who was struggling in pain from lack of oxygen and poisoning, suddenly felt a relief in his breathing. His previously burning lungs were filled with a long-lost breath of fresh air with the smell of sea salt.

"It's the wind! The poison gas... the poison gas has been blown away!" someone shouted in surprise.

Ivankov's enormous face instantly lit up with ecstasy. Without hesitation, he raised his arms, and his ten fingers instantly transformed into ten sharp hormone injection syringes.

Like a battlefield medic saving lives, he strode quickly through the dying transvestites, precisely inserting needles into their bodies to inject hormones that could stimulate their life potential.

"Hang in there, kids, things are looking up!" Ivankov shouted encouragingly as he received his injection.

"Is it Lord Ivan? Has he arrived?"

Lightning struggled to his feet from the wall, his voice trembling with disbelief.

Ivankov's eyes reddened slightly, and he nodded heavily, his voice choked with emotion but unwavering: "It must be him, there's no mistake, only he can wield such power."

After healing his transvestite underlings, the Okama King, being a kind-hearted transvestite, did not abandon the pirates outside of the transvestite world. He stimulated his potential hormones and injected them into the weakened and poisoned bodies. Ivankov, being a man of flesh and blood, wanted more people to live.

As if to confirm his words, the air currents began to change drastically, and the gentle breeze suddenly intensified in just a few breaths!

It transformed into a powerful and unstoppable current of air with a clear direction, like an invisible giant hand, and began to violently disperse all the poisonous miasma that was sweeping over and permeating the sky and surrounding areas of Impel Down!

Whoosh—whoosh—!

The wind howled louder and louder, and the originally gloomy and oppressive sky became clearer at a speed visible to the naked eye. The long-awaited sunlight pierced through the poisonous fog and once again shone on this ravaged ruin.

"What's going on? Why is the wind suddenly so strong?!"

The black sperm, perched on the shoulder of the black dragon Acnologia, clung tightly to Pochi's fur with its two tiny hands. Its small body was almost lifted into the air by the wind, and it would be blown away if it didn't steady itself.

Meanwhile, Pochi beneath his feet growled, its four claws digging into the gaps in the black dragon's hard scales to maintain its balance.

Acnologia let out a deep dragon roar, its massive head turning towards the direction of the wind, and for the first time, a look of solemnity appeared in its dragon eyes.

He could sense an aura that was no less powerful than the Black Dragon's, and even more profound and powerful in some aspects, rapidly approaching with the gale.

Without a command, Acnologia flapped its sky-covering wings, its massive dragon body tearing through the air as it swiftly landed beside Kokushibo.

Black Shibo, Black Sperm, Pochi, Redfield, and the other Level 6 powerhouses who realized the situation had changed all looked in the same direction.

For the first time, the top fighters of the Clown Pirates showed an instinctive, united stance in the face of an external threat!

The rumbling wind reached its peak, as if thousands of horses were galloping through the air, and a massive wind pressure originating from the sky enveloped the nearby sea area.

The venom on the sea surface was whipped up into towering waves, and even the venom monster that Magellan had transformed into seemed to temporarily stop expanding in the face of this overwhelming power.

Those with good eyesight could already vaguely see that, in the direction from which the howling wind was coming, a huge shadow was slowly breaking through the clouds and appearing in the distant sky.

That looked like a ship, a giant ship that could soar through the sky!

As the distance closed, the outline of the ship became clearer and clearer, and what was even more striking was that a figure stood prominently on the bow of the giant ship that was sailing with the wind.

The man wore a dark green overcoat, the hem of which fluttered in the wind like a revolutionary flag waving in the breeze, and he had long black hair that floated in the air.

His face was resolute and his expression cold. What was most unforgettable was the large, deep red tattoo on his left cheek. Outsiders might not know what it represented, but it was someone's unique mark.

As more and more pirates finally saw that face clearly...

"It's him, the revolutionary army!"

"How is this possible? How could he be here?!"

"Monkey D. Dragon, the world's most dangerous criminal!!"

Terrified screams spread like a plague among the surviving pirates. Even the lawless Level 6 criminals couldn't help but shrink their pupils and their faces were filled with horror and disbelief when they recognized the man in the sky.

Monkey D. Dragon, the leader of the Revolutionary Army, considered the world's number one enemy by the World Government, and the man who, besides the Joker, truly shakes the foundations of the world, has arrived here at this most chaotic and delicate moment, riding on a raging wind and a flying boat!

Dragon's gaze, like two sharp swords, pierced through the barriers of space, slowly sweeping over the ravaged ruins of Impel Down below, over the hideous venomous monster, and finally settling on the Clown Pirates' officers who were standing ready for battle.

"Does Bucky the Joker already have so many powerful subordinates?"

Dragon muttered to himself at the bow of the ship, "The speed at which the Clown Pirates' fighting strength has expanded far exceeded the Revolutionary Army's expectations. They are now another pirate crew with the strength of an Emperor."

Ivankov and Lightning emerged from the narrow passage, the two important revolutionary cadres already with tears in their eyes. They hadn't expected their leader to come to pick them up in person; otherwise, Dragon wouldn't have come all this way.

Having been imprisoned for so many years, the Queen of the Transgender still harbored some resentment towards her leader, especially after what happened to the bear, which intensified her hatred for the dragon. She had repeatedly accused the dragon of inaction in her heart.

The arrival of the revolutionary army leader immediately dispelled the gloom in Ivankov's heart. He and Lightning waved excitedly to their leader, their loyalty to the revolutionary army evident at every moment.