The Grand Line, the New World, Gonk Island...the ruins.

As the whirlwind of blood mist transformed by Wallace poured in from Shanks' ears, mouth, and wounds, his heart that should have stopped beating started to beat again.

Thick blood mist surrounds him or he floats upward automatically without wind, the picture is evil and weird.

At this time, Lovett turned his gaze to the sky and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"It's time to start."

Then he raised his cane and pointed it at Shanks.

Woo!

The sound of cries and howls from ghosts and gods emerged from around him, and even the red-eyed raven and Leviathan couldn't bear the cold and evil power, lying on the spot and not daring to move.

Along with the mysterious and regular moaning, Lovett spoke softly.

"Melting blood, forging bones, refining souls..."

"Cry the ancient melody and play the song of the past..."

"Bound in all directions, the dead return!"

"The blood chakra...is now open to the world!"

The time was just right, as Lovett uttered the last word, the chanting of this ancient mantra passed down from ancient times ended, and the first ray of red light flying in the sky arrived just in time.

Under some mysterious call, it turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards Shanks' body.

Then……

Poof!!!

The corpse exploded again, and thick and sticky blood mist formed into thick blood balls floating in the air. A black light flashed with sharp edges. Under Leviathan's curious gaze, a sword hilt with a terrifying skull embedded at the end emerged from it.
Chapter completed!