World Live Broadcast

" Sakazuki, is there an Image Den Den Mushi on the ship?"

After hanging up, Ross looked at the invigorated Sakazuki.

He knew Sakazuki was anxious, but this was not the time to rush.

The audience was not even in place yet. There was no point in the actors being impatient.

"Yes. I'll go get it now."

After saying that, Sakazuki hurried away.

This was his best chance to make a name for himself. He did not want to miss it.

If he missed this opportunity and followed the normal path to become an Admiral, he might have to spend ten years building seniority.

How many decades did a person have in life?

The sooner he became an Admiral, the sooner he could become Fleet Admiral and fulfill his ambitions.

Before long, Sakazuki returned with a yellow snail-shaped Den Den Mushi in his hands.

There were many types of Den Den Mushi, including ones for photography, communication, surveillance, eavesdropping, projection, and live broadcasts.

To conduct an online broadcast, one had to use the functions of an Image Den Den Mushi.

Image Den Den Mushi could transmit images to specialized screens around the world. Their transmission range could be controlled, and Image Den Den Mushi of different levels had different permissions.

Normally, screens around the world played singing and dancing programs using the most basic Image Den Den Mushi.

At a higher level, when major events occurred in a region, they would also be transmitted through Image Den Den Mushi. Pirates in the New World used this method to communicate with civilians as well, much like holding press conferences.

However, all of that could only be broadcast regionally. It could not achieve a worldwide live broadcast.

Only the highest-permission Image Den Den Mushi controlled by the World Government could transmit worldwide.

The World Government had monopolized this type of Den Den Mushi since long ago.

Or rather, the World Government had already controlled public opinion when it built screens across the world.

Roger's execution two years ago, as well as Ace's future trial, were both broadcast worldwide through this type of Den Den Mushi.

Yet both occasions had gone badly, and unfavorable news had spread instead.

Ross did not know much about handling these things, but there were dedicated personnel aboard Sakazuki's ship.

In no time at all, everything had been adjusted.

Bzzzz!

As the Image Den Den Mushi's functions were fully activated, images of Ross and Sakazuki appeared on screens across member nations around the world.

East Blue, Kingdom of Goa, royal capital.

"What's going on? Wasn't Miss Raya's concert just playing?"

"What the hell? Why did the Marines suddenly appear?"

"Where is that in the image? Why is there such a huge tree?"

"..."

The clamor was endless. The changes on the various screens had drawn the attention of many people throughout the royal capital.

A man and woman walking down the street also noticed the changes on the screens.

"Dragon, is that...?"

The woman was only around five feet tall, with round eyes and black hair. When she smiled, she had a rather comical look about her.

"The Marines... That is Ohara's Tree of Knowledge. They are going to destroy that island."

Dragon was around thirty years old, with red tattoos on his face. He had not expected to encounter a Marine broadcast while returning to his hometown.

He had heard about Ohara from Sauron.

He also wanted to save Ohara, but the strength at his disposal was simply insufficient. He could only pretend not to know.

According to his original plan, he had intended to visit after Ohara was destroyed and see what might be left behind.

But he had not expected the Marines to carry out a public execution this time.

Still, Dragon could do nothing. He could only silently watch the scene on the screen.

Without realizing it, his fists had clenched tightly, only to loosen when the woman beside him quietly took his hand.

"Greetings, everyone!"

On the screen, Ross stood before the camera. Tall and straight-backed, dressed in a black suit and wearing a World Government cloak, he smiled as he said:

"My name is Saint Jaygarcia Ross, a Celestial Dragon!"

The moment those words were spoken, everyone watching the broadcast around the world erupted in an uproar. Some even dropped to their knees instinctively.

Live broadcast screens were already more common in member nations. After eight hundred years of World Government propaganda, the image of Celestial Dragons had long been deeply ingrained in people's minds.

Especially in the weakest Four Blues, even the pirates watching the broadcast could not help but look at Ross with fear in their eyes.

Only some of the New World's more lawless figures showed disdainful expressions.

"According to World Government law, researching the history of the Void Century is punishable by death!"

"The scholars of Ohara violated the prohibition. All have now been executed. The list of the executed includes..."

As they listened to the long list of names of the dead, most civilians were intimidated.

That was the meaning of this broadcast, and why the Five Elders had agreed to it.

Researching history was a minor matter. Defying a World Government prohibition was the greater crime.

If anyone dared to defy the World Government, would the world not fall into chaos?

Letting pirates fester in the New World and encouraging member nations to pay more Celestial Gold was already enough.

As for those without power who still wanted to commit crimes, they had to weigh the consequences.

Ever since Roger's death, the Great Pirate Era had begun. That judgment of Roger had failed to achieve its intended effect.

Thus, Ross's purpose in broadcasting this time was to display the World Government's might and ensure that the member nations continued to have faith in it.

At the same time, Ross could use this opportunity to gain prestige and rise within the Celestial Dragons as an elite worthy of promotion and cultivation.

This was the tacit understanding between Ross and the Five Elders.

To achieve that, this broadcast had to produce the desired effect.

North Blue, Russol Island.

"Fufufufufufu! A Celestial Dragon is personally carrying this out? The World Government can no longer sit still after what Roger stirred up."

Doflamingo laughed arrogantly, but the gloomy eyes hidden behind his sunglasses were fixed firmly on Ross in the screen.

If not for what happened back then, he would have been one of the Celestial Dragons too. Why would he need to work himself to the bone and build up power from nothing?

How was he inferior to that bunch of trash? Just because his father had grown tired of being a Celestial Dragon, even the status he had been born with was taken from him.

Damn it! That bastard father!

On the screen, Ross continued speaking without haste:

"At this point, all criminals who violated the World Government's authority have been eliminated. The Buster Call upon Ohara will now begin!"

"What is a Buster Call?"

"It's actually a Buster Call!"

"Ah! Ohara is finished!"

"A Buster Call is a destruction order issued by the World Government. Once issued, the bombardment of at least a Marine fleet can easily destroy an entire island."

"..."

Discussions erupted across the world at the mention of the Buster Call.

Some were afraid, some were silent, some could not bear it, and some...

But they all shared one thing in common: none of them had ever seen a Buster Call.

At this very moment, whether civilians, pirates, or nobles, they all wanted to see what a real Buster Call looked like.

"This Buster Call will be carried out by Admiral candidate Sakazuki."

"Sakazuki, begin the Buster Call!"