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High above the clouds somewhere in the New World.

Inside a makeshift house suspended by a hot air balloon, a person is dancing gracefully, holding up a wanted poster.

He was humming a song as he twirled around.

Several tables in the room were covered with Den Den Mushi) of various colors.

This little house floating in the sky has a very unique shape, with some bird-like features in addition to the hot air balloon design.

This person was none other than Morgans, a world-renowned figure and one of the underground emperors of the New World.

The king of public opinion, he could even be called the 'king of the world'.

Because he only needs to open his mouth and write some articles to cause turmoil in the world, and he also has the most complete and secretive news system in the world today. He can also send newspapers to any corner of the ocean.

His eyeliners are everywhere.

Another important point is that he is not afraid of powerful forces, and even the World Government is powerless against him.

Given his influence, if the World Government had the ability to take him under its wing, it would never have allowed such a media mogul to stir up trouble in the shadows. Many of Morgans' actions have made things difficult for the World Government and the Navy.

For example, exposing the dark history and stains of some World Government.

And it fuels the arrogance of One Piece, constantly promotes some 'genius One Piece,' and creates hype, etc.

Compared to the Navy and the World Government, he seems to be more 'friendly' to One Piece.

Moreover, his reports can influence the amount of bounties offered by World Government.

Currently, the two most sought-after superstars, Fire Fist Ace and Cavendish, are both products he personally nurtured.

A large number of Den Den Mushi) were ringing inside the house.

Clearly, his subordinates had various intelligence to inform their leader.

But Morgans's gaze was completely drawn to the portrait in his hand.

His eyes were filled with intoxication, excitement, and a fiery passion! A slave of the Celestial Dragons, a descendant of a fallen nation, had accomplished an unprecedented feat in the Sabaody Archipelago.

This event will definitely shake the entire ocean and even leave a significant mark on history.

Morgans was very grateful to this person... He felt incredibly fortunate to have witnessed such a 'miracle' in his own time.

"Fantastic! I will definitely help you leave an indelible mark in the annals of history... and the one who reports and promotes this matter is none other than the greatest journalist in history, who will also be praised and remembered by future generations, me, Morgans!"

As the hot air balloon flew further and further away, excited noises could be heard coming from inside the cabin.

The navy failed.

After several days of searching, they still couldn't find the murderer's body! And even with the World Government's full efforts to block the news, a large number of newspapers about the Sabaody Archipelago incident still spread like snowflakes all over the world.

They not only salvaged the area, but also sealed off the entire offshore area of Sabaody Archipelago, yet they still couldn't determine whether Oboro was dead or had escaped.

The Sabaody Archipelago has been temporarily cut off from the outside world, and all ships, whether merchant ships or cargo ships, are not allowed to enter or leave.

In a short period of time, they captured remnants of the Flame Dragon Pirates were connected to Dom, attempting to obtain some clues related to Dom in order to find a glimmer of hope and give the Celestial Dragons an explanation.

But nothing was gained.

In Marineford, in Sengoku's office.

He crumpled the newspaper in his hand into a ball with a gloomy expression, and veins bulged on his forehead.

The titles, photos, and text on the paper were extremely jarring.

'An unforgivable sinner? God Slayer? Or the most powerful Celestial Dragons slave in history? — News Agency, Morgans.'

'He has surpassed Fisher Tiger!'

'The monarchy is collapsing; the navy's incompetence has revealed a turning point in history; the World Government's fig leaf has been ruthlessly torn away!'

Is he still alive? Where is he?

The lines of small characters stirred the usually calm and experienced Sengoku's emotions, making him unable to remain calm.

That bastard Morgans! He's just adding fuel to the fire, always looking for trouble.

The fall of the Celestial Dragons, coupled with the Navy's unsuccessful operation, will undoubtedly invite ridicule from the entire world and embolden One Piece, making the situation even more difficult to manage.

What further angered Sengoku was that Morgans had somehow obtained some naval photos showing the navy's rather disheveled and comical appearance during the incident, as they clashed with the island's lawless forces... Combined with the accompanying text, this further highlighted the navy's 'weakness'.

In reality, the navy swiftly suppressed the entire island, and the scenes in the photos were extremely rare occurrences that were captured on camera.

Now, because of this report, it seems that the Navy's decline has been accepted by mainstream opinion.

Click.

A crisp sound came from the opposite side.

Finally, Sengoku couldn't hold back any longer and slammed his fist on the table.

Sitting on the same sofa as Chief of Staff Tsuru, Garp, with his legs crossed and wearing a dog-head hat, took a bite of Garp donut in his hand. Just as a snot bubble appeared on his nose and he was about to fall asleep, he was startled awake by Sengoku's sudden action.

However, after opening his eyes, Garp showed absolutely no 'realization' and continued eating his food, laughing heartily, "What's wrong? You've already thought of a solution?!"

With his quick wit, he seemed to think that the Sengoku must have a plan for making such a big commotion all of a sudden! The crane beside him calmly picked up his tea and took a sip.

He remained calm and composed.

As a long-time friend who has fought side by side with Sengoku and Garp, Tsuru is immune to their animosity.

"You can still eat?!"

The Sengoku was filled with resentment.

"What does it matter... It's just the death of a Celestial Dragons. Everyone dies eventually, okay?" Garp, completely oblivious to the seriousness of the situation, scratched the back of his head and continued to laugh.

"You..."

Sengoku immediately stepped forward, spitting wildly at his old friend and giving him a lecture.

Garp kept one eye open and the other closed, and even when saliva sprayed onto his face, it didn't stop him from continuing to chew the donut.

Does he really not understand how significant the impact of Celestial Dragons's death is?

He naturally understood, but now that things had already happened... Thinking things through was something that Tsuru and Sengoku had always done; he was too lazy to ponder it.

After a while, Sengoku released his grip on Garp's collar and sighed.

He turned around and went back to his seat.

He was just venting his anger on Garp; the matter itself had nothing to do with Garp... Garp, being perceptive, saw through his predicament and deliberately let him vent.

"However, if this little guy is still alive... it could be quite troublesome."

After a moment, Garp finished eating, his expression turned slightly serious, and he said something.

"The World Government sent people to contact Doflamingo. Although it is unclear what the two sides discussed, the latter ultimately protected his people. However, the 'benefits' he gave up were extraordinary, and he is now furious."

The crane took a bite.

Only Doflamingo could do something like that.

If it were any of the other Seven Warlords of the Sea, their own lives would be in danger.

Even if the Donquixote Family executives weren't directly involved in Saint Charlos's death, the incident still occurred at their auction house, so they still bear some responsibility. Normally, those family executives wouldn't have survived, but given the Celestial Dragons' methods, the fact that Doflamingo managed to save a few speaks volumes about how painful it was for them to have their flesh cut off.

Doflamingo is a vengeful person, and right now he wants to kill Oboro even more than the World Government does.

The problem is that even the World Government and the Navy are clueless, so even though he has a place in the One Piece world and the underworld, he is helpless.

"I'll go to Mary Geoise first."

The Sengoku period was marked by a solemn expression.

"Are you ready?"

He glanced at him.

All three knew that if the Celestial Dragons were looking for a 'person in charge,' the most likely candidate would be Sengoku.

It is highly likely that Sengoku resigned from his position as marshal because of this incident.

New World, Onigashima.

Dark, oppressive clouds surged across the heavens, while terrifying lightning bolts intertwined high in the sky, creating a frightening spectacle.

In a cave, a huge shadowy figure is holding a red porcelain cup and drinking wine voraciously... The crystal-clear liquid keeps flowing down from the corners of its mouth, splashing onto the ground like a waterfall.

A moment later, the wine glass fell and shattered on the ground.

After letting out a burp, the man suddenly started laughing hysterically.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding One Piece covered their ears, trembled, and showed fear on their faces.

Totto Land, Whole Cake Island.

It was also a quiet, gloomy palace.

All of the Charlotte Family's children gathered together.

"Mmmmmm..." The woman sitting on the huge chair let out a strange laugh.

On a finger adorned with luxurious rings, a tiny piece of paper was being held.

What would be a newspaper that an ordinary person would need to open, is like a small scrap of paper to him.

But she could see it clearly.

However, you need to hold the newspaper very close to your eyes.

"If you are still alive... there is nowhere else but the New World that can shelter you... come here, come to the Totto Land..."

The woman's voice echoed throughout the hall.

"Go find Morgans... He'll be the first to know whether he's dead or alive! If he's still alive, find him immediately and invite him to my banquet."

"Remember, you have to be quick! Be the first to find it!"

"Yes, Mom!"

Below, the eldest son, the Minister of Candy Perospero, immediately curled his tongue and responded.

On a snowy island in the New World, a group of One Piece made a temporary stop and stepped into a dense forest where the wind and snow were relatively less intense. They built a campfire and prepared to eat.

Shanks sat on a broken log, glancing at the newspaper in his hand, and smiled slightly, "That's quite something... Looks like the sea is about to get lively again."

Hearing this, Lucky Roux was walking by carrying a dry branch, looked over and said, "He should be dead, right?"

"Even if he didn't die, he probably won't live much longer... He's too daring; there's no way he'll enter the New World alive."

Benn Beckman, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, said calmly, "The Celestial Dragons will absolutely not allow their monarchy to have even the slightest crack... This matter is different from the past."

Shanks lowered his hand from the newspaper, no longer looking at it, and instead looked at Benn Beckman, "If it were you, besides the New World... where would you choose to escape to?"

"The Navy's control over the New World is completely different from that of the first half of the Grand Line. Simply put, here... the World Government doesn't have any overwhelming advantage, which is why they are wary of us. The only way to survive is to come to the New World... The World Government knows this, so... they definitely won't let him 'pass through.' And apart from the New World, no place in the world can accommodate him... because accepting him would be tantamount to making enemies of the Celestial Dragons."

"Even in those non-member countries or some lawless islands, as long as he shows up, people from all sides, including the public and One Piece, will report it immediately... Nobody wants to be implicated. Right now, he is the biggest jinx in the world."

"Of course, given his courage and what he did, I personally admire him."

"Is there really no way out? I don't think so..."

Shanks shook his head when he heard his friend say that.

"I know what you're thinking... The Navy only has the initiative in the situation, which doesn't mean it has completely penetrated every corner of the sea. There are some special places that are not normally accessible, such as Skypiea ... But this matter is too serious. What you can think of... they can think of too."

Benn Beckman spoke calmly.

"No, I mean the Four Blues."

The Shanks the corners of his mouth.

The situation in the Grand Line is already chaotic enough. If you can't even protect yourself Grand Line, then going to the more 'peaceful' 'starter's paradise' is even more of a mess.

But just as Benn Beckman was about to retort, he suddenly thought of something, "Hmm... indeed, if he goes there, there will be a glimmer of hope, but he still cannot escape the shadow of death."

"I really think highly of him!"

Shanks slapped his thigh, then raised the photo in the newspaper and laughed loudly, "This guy is amazing... I'm even a little impressed!"

"He is not one of us."

Benn Beckman glanced at the portrait in the newspaper, finished speaking, and walked away.

This is the new face who killed the Celestial Dragons.

It's a classic case of 'lawlessness'! And what 'lawlessness' means is madness... constantly breaking the 'rules' of this world! To put it bluntly, it's a huge troublemaker.

"Is that not allowed? I saw his picture and he looks quite friendly!"

Shanks pouted, waved the newspaper, and shouted at Benn Beckman.

"No!"

Benn Beckman responded with a resolute statement.

"Well..."

The Shanks man sighed dramatically.

Despite his seemingly nonchalant demeanor, his eyes gleamed with wisdom and composure. He was just joking... He didn't actually have any particular intentions towards this person.

Shanks believed he had a keen eye for people, even from just a photograph.

His impression of this person... wasn't exactly good.

"I feel that one day, we will meet again, and that day... shouldn't be too far away."

On the Whitebeard Pirates, aboard the Moby Dick, sailing the seas.

A lively celebration is taking place at this moment.

All the crew members and officers were raising their glasses in a toast and playing some games that were typically played among men.

On the deck, a scene of joy and harmony unfolded.

"Dad... Big Mom suddenly withdrew everyone back."

Marco, sporting an orange pineapple-shaped haircut, took a sip of his drink, wiped his mouth, and looked at Edward Newgate, who was also immersed in the lively atmosphere on the ship, and said.

"I think...it must be related to what happened recently in the Sabaody Archipelago."

"La la la..."

Whitebeard put down his wine glass and laughed loudly, "That Linlin... she's still the same as before."

"Is she thinking of recruiting that person into her ranks?"

Marco stroked his chin and muttered, "But we don't even know if that person survived... Besides, even if she found him, she probably wouldn't dare to openly recruit him; she'd probably just hide him away at most."

The Whitebeard's cheeks flushed red, and he remained silent.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

"La la la... let's drink!"

Whitebeard had someone fill his wine glass and called out.

"Oh!"

Upon seeing this, everyone on the boat was immediately ignited with enthusiasm, raising their glasses in unison.

"Sigh... Dad, drink less..."

Marco looked helpless, wanting to dissuade his father but unwilling to interrupt his enthusiasm.