In the vast hall of Mariejois, several figures sat around sofas, watching everything that had happened on Egghead through the Transponder Snail's projection.
"Sun God Nika."
"A form no one had successfully awakened for centuries has appeared once again."
As they watched the pure white figure fighting in its freest form, the Five Elders' expressions gradually shifted from shock to gravity.
"For years, we made countless attempts to reclaim that fruit."
"Yet it seemed to be avoiding us, always ending up in someone else's hands through one accident or another."
"I never expected someone would truly manage to awaken it."
Saint Saturn's face darkened, his voice carrying a hint of fury.
"And it had to happen on Egghead. It had to be D!"
"One is Nika, who brings liberation. The other is the Necromancer Lord, who represents dominion."
Saint Nusjuro adjusted his glasses with one finger, a cold gleam flashing beneath the lenses.
"Two people who stand in complete opposition have come together. Was it a chance encounter, or a deliberate arrangement of fate?"
"At this point, we have no choice but to be swept into this massive storm."
Saint Mars spoke calmly with his eyes closed.
"Yes. Let us go meet Im-sama."
Saint Warcury echoed him, his round eyes fixed intently on Nika in the projection.
Even though the Navy had already deployed such overwhelming forces, the moment Nika appeared, the nature of this war to suppress the pirates had completely changed.
The Five Elders rose to their feet.
With the Navy's strongest forces gathered there, they had to use this opportunity to completely erase both Nika's awakening and the Will of D!
BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!!
The city, packed with high-rises and modern buildings, still roared with artillery fire. Dark clouds churned across the dim sky, lightning flashing from