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... ur hundred years ago, Skypiea was washed over to the Sky island. The Sky islanders occupied Skypiea as a Holy Land and drove out all the remaining native Shandians on Skypiea. Since then, the war between the Sky Islanders and Shandians has lasted for four hundred years.


Bang!


The Angel island’s current ruler,’God’Gan Fall, holds a long gun in his hand. A bullet flies out towards an attacking enemy and he shouts towards the many Shandians who are attacking.


“Skypiea ...

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