A Cannon Blast Opens the Red Line

"Hello, Kong, you are the Commander-in-Chief of the World Government, right?" Zhu Mang said.

"That's right, and you must be that rebellious little bastard!" Kong roared, watching the Visual Den Den Mushi in front of him as a tuft of distinct black hair sprouted and twitched atop its head.

"My, my, your voice is too loud, too noisy, and besides..." Zhu Mang quickly held the Den Den Mushi further away. "Rebellious? I'm not acting as a dog for the Celestial Dragons, so what rebellion are you talking about? Out of respect for you being a centenarian, I won't hold this against you. However, since you took the initiative to call, do me a favor and tell the Five Elders that Gebinz the Saiyan will be visiting them shortly to discuss the transfer of the World Government."

"You bastard..."

"I've already given you one chance. Say one more word, and I will, hmm..." Zhu Mang turned his head to look at Sengoku. "The Holy Land of Mary Geoise, it's roughly in that direction, right?"

Sengoku's mind hadn't quite caught up yet, and he nodded subconsciously.

Zhu Mang curled his lips and extended his free hand.

Crackle, crackle—

Dazzling white light gathered in his palm, and the terrifying airflow caused the surrounding air to vibrate. Aside from the Den Den Mushi and Tsuru, who were protected by his aura, Garp and Sengoku could only barely withstand the pressure by coating their bodies in Armament Haki Armor and entering a full defensive stance to keep from being blown away.

"You..." Sengoku's eyes widened, intending to stop him.

The next moment...

—BOOM!!

The charged energy wave erupted from Zhu Mang's hand, shooting toward the Red Line.

Kong frowned. "What do you think you're doing, you... Gebinz!"

"Don't be impatient, let the bullet fly for a while~" Zhu Mang lowered his hand with a remarkably relaxed expression.

Sabaody Archipelago.

The massive plaza remained in a state of chaos.

The giant screen was now completely blank—the connection to the Marine Headquarters' Visual Den Den Mushi had been severed.

Yet, instead of leaving, the crowd had only grown larger.

Everyone was discussing what had just happened at Marineford.

Just then, a faint, massive roar echoed from overhead, drawing everyone's attention.

"My god, look, what is that!" Someone looked up, their mouth hanging open in shock, unable to close it for a long time.

That same expression appeared on the face of everyone who looked up.

High above and slightly diagonal to the Sabaody Archipelago, on the magnificent, towering wall of the Red Line—the massive continent that separated the first and second halves of the Grand Line—a giant ball of light was currently attached.

When the light hit the Red Line, the entire continent shuddered, as if letting out a groan of pain.

After only a blink, the ball of light bored its way into the Red Line.

The trembling and groaning of the Red Line grew even more violent.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble, rumble—

Countless rock fragments rained down amidst the tremors.

Even the ones that looked tiny from a distance turned out to be boulders dozens of meters in diameter when they crashed into the surrounding sea!

"Run!"

"The Red Line is collapsing!!"

"Ahhh!!!"

The people on the Sabaody Archipelago immediately scrambled like mad toward the tree islands further away from the Red Line.

Only when they realized the tremors had subsided and no more rocks were falling did they dare to stop and see what had happened.

What they saw left them utterly stunned.

There, about four or five thousand meters above sea level on the towering Red Line, was a massive, visible hole!

A rough estimate placed the diameter of the hole at nearly a thousand meters; it looked as if a huge chunk had been gouged out of the Red Line.

But even more terrifying than its diameter was its depth...

From their vantage point on the ground, it appeared almost bottomless!

"This hole... could it lead straight to the New World?"

"What exactly was that ball of light? It punched clean through the Red Line?!!"

"Oh my god, what is happening to this world? Where did that light come from?"

"It's the Marine Headquarters, it has to be the Marine Headquarters. This is a declaration of war against the World Government!!!"

The Holy Land of Mary Geoise.

Inside the room of a Celestial Dragon.

A fat, bloated Celestial Dragon was enjoying a feast while watching two beautiful "commoners" fight each other naked.

"Finish her! Hit her in the head, Number 7! If you don't finish her, I'll finish you!"

"Number 23, put some effort into it! Fight back! Did you not eat today?"

The two scarred human women could only grit their teeth and tear into each other under the fat pig's orders.

It was evident that Number 7's eyes had gone numb, as she had been here for a very long time.

Number 23, however, had only been bought recently; she was once the wife of a pirate on the high seas, but when their pirate crew landed on the Sabaody Archipelago, this fat pig of a Celestial Dragon had taken a liking to her.

Consequently, the entire pirate crew was wiped out, leaving only her behind to become the fat pig's 23rd wife.

But while they were called wives, in reality, they were nothing more than his toys.

The numbering had reached 23, yet only five were still alive.

If nothing unexpected happened, there would only be four left after today.

Just then.

BOOM!

The ground shook violently.

"W-what's happening!" The fat Celestial Dragon, caught off guard, slid off his chair and crashed to the floor, screaming in terror.

"A chance!" A flash of brilliance ignited in Number 23's desperate eyes.

Without hesitation, she abandoned the fight with Number 7, lunged at the fat Celestial Dragon, tackled his body, and bit down hard on his ear.

"AAAHHH—"

"Saint Charlos!"

Because they were in the Holy Land and had been caught off guard by the sudden tremor, the CP0 members broke into a cold sweat. They used Soru to dash forward instantly, delivering a Finger Pistol that pierced straight through Number 23's head.

"Damn slave! Damn trash!! Aaaah, my ear!!!" The Celestial Dragon Saint Charlos clutched his ear, wailing incessantly.

In the office of the Commander-in-Chief.

Kong sat at his desk, where tall stacks of documents had been scattered everywhere, paintings hanging on the walls had crashed to the floor, and vases in the corners were shattered... the entire office was in total disarray.

His expression was as dark as water.

That tremor from just a moment ago had come through the Den Den Mushi right after Gebinz finished speaking.

Therefore, it had to be directly related to him.

Though he didn't know what the man had done, he had actually managed to shake the Red Line!

He truly possessed the power to threaten the World Government!!!

"That was just a small warning; I used less than one percent of my strength," the man's voice echoed from the Den Den Mushi once more, but this time, Kong dared not harbor even a shred of contempt for the young man on the other end.