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... essfully dived to the bottom of the sea in a coating boat.

   This time, the Silver Pirates didn’t get all of them out. It didn’t matter if they got everyone’s attention in the past few times, but not this time, this time is very important.

   So the Silver Pirates have a few heavyweight players this time.

  Captain, Shirakawa, Vice-Captain, Euristin, the main force, Jorah, Salar, Wind, Barrett, and Rayleigh, these seven people.

  The remaining people are responsible ...

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