Don't Contact Us Again, I'm Afraid Lord Yoru Will Misunderstand!

Revolutionary Army Headquarters - Red Earth Fortress

In the underground command center, alarm lights flashed alternately on the dim ceiling, illuminating the walls that resembled a sea of blood and the ashen faces.

A cold, robotic voice came from the control panel:

"Lost communication: East Blue - Gurena, Alabasta - Northwest Base, Wano Country - Seventh Civilian Support Station"

The staff officer reported in a low voice, his tone almost numb. "They weren't breached... they cut off contact themselves and refused to reconnect."

Sabo's expression was cold and somber as he corrected him, word by word. "They didn't fall—they chose 'night'."

The air suddenly froze.

No one disagreed. Because it was the truth.

What was once the most stubbornly resisting zone has now become a place where people voluntarily surrender.

At the command post, Bello Betty suppressed her anger and said coldly:

"He controlled the world and changed the order, but he could not change people's will."

"We must remind the world that their 'happiness' is a golden cage in the hands of the gods."

"The world now is exactly the same as when the Celestial Dragons announced it!"

She nodded to the technician, and the next moment, the Revolutionary Army's last underground broadcast was activated, breaking through layers of shielding and piercing the Star Sea communication frequency band.

Global Underground Communications - Emergency Call

"This is the Revolutionary Army Headquarters - Red Earth Fortress."

"Listen up, warriors of free will throughout the world—"

"We will not stand idly by and watch 'Uchiha Yoru' use illusions, myths, and order to cover up the fact that he massacred the Holy Land and erased its will."

"The 'peace' you see is nothing but silence after the slaughter, and sustenance obtained through enslavement."

"But true freedom should not be defined by one person!"

"Now, it's time to counterattack!"

However, the responses that followed were not passionate vows, but rather—ruthless rejections.

Article 1: From the former revolutionary stronghold of the Gulena Kingdom in the East Blue.

"We refuse to heed the call of the Revolutionary Army."

"After Lord Ye took over, pirates disappeared, taxes were collected fairly, and the police force, with ninjas as its backbone, maintained impeccable order."

"Children no longer fear kidnapping while attending school; hospitals have adopted Akatsuki Medical Ninjutsu, reducing the mortality rate by half."

"The 'freedom' you bring is nothing more than a synonym for hunger and fear in our eyes."

Article 2: Anonymous voice messages from the citizens of Wano Country.

Please, don't come again.

"The three Lord Madara wiped out the general's remaining followers and lawbreakers a week ago."

"We finally live in peace, and for the first time, we know what it means to live without having to depend on anyone."

"You say Lord Ye is a demon king? No, he is a savior."

Article 3: From Alabasta, once a staunch ally.

"Are you still there? I'm curious."

"What Lord Ye brings is order, stability, and a structural beauty that transcends human comprehension."

"He stopped the world from collapsing, and you want it to shatter again?"

"The Revolutionary Army's so-called justice has never delivered on food, education, or peace... You only know how to incite and sacrifice."

A red light flashed on the technical desk.

Article 4: The New World - Snowpeak Kingdom.

"This nation has officially come under Lord Ye's command. The current national satisfaction index is 97.2%, and rebellious sentiment has been reduced to zero."

"Your illegal broadcasts constitute an act of mental disturbance and confirm suspicions of international terrorism."

"We will relay this frequency band back to the 'Imperial Divine Punishment Agency' — the Akatsuki and Lord Madara."

"Don't contact us again, I'm afraid Lord Ye will misunderstand!"

"I suggest you take your own lives."

The technician's face changed drastically, and he hissed, "Our broadcast is being located... 'Xiao·Listening Department' is tracking the signal reverse encoding!"

Article 5: New Red Line United City-States -State Media Echo Audio.

According to official reports, the remnants of the Revolutionary Army have been classified as Class A ideological contaminants.

"They rejected the peace granted by Lord Night and the Akatsuki's assistance in governance, and have now degenerated into a group of self-destructive extremists."

"Major news channels will simultaneously broadcast the wanted list; please be aware and report any suspicious activity!"

"Let us build a new era together and drive out the ghosts of the old world."

Article 6: Sabaody Archipelago - Anonymous reporter's voice recording.

"What exactly do you want?"

"After the night appeared, the Celestial Dragons of Sabaody were exterminated, the slaves were freed, and the Fish-Men were able to live in peace."

"Rebel? Rebel against whom? He enabled all races to live with dignity, and you still want to revive the old slogan of 'equality'?"

"You lost, not because you were weak, but because the world no longer needs you."

The next moment, a cold announcement silenced the channel:

[From the Information Supervision Department of the Akatsuki]

"The Revolutionary Army's illegal dissemination of information constitutes Level S cognitive pollution."

"All channels are under surveillance, all communication ports will be frozen, and all safe havens will be included in the elimination plan."

"The Divine Messenger - the Akatsuki, will personally judge the choices made by this world."

Wanted lists appeared on giant screens around the world, the blood-red words "Chief Culprit of Rebellion" and "Corrupt Pathogen of Order" stinging the eyes.

Chambord, Little Garden, Sandy Island, Dressrosa, Baltigo... the images flashed simultaneously on giant screens around the world.

Every pair of eyes at the Revolutionary Army headquarters was mercilessly slapped in the face.

They never imagined that someone could win such genuine support and peace from the common people under the shadow of an iron-fisted dictatorship.

Sabo laughed in fury, his fists trembling, his voice low and cold. "We... have actually fallen to the point of being enemies of the entire world?"

Bello Betty closed her eyes briefly and said in a deep voice, "They've definitely been brainwashed, captured by the 'stability' that man has created."

"They forgot—this stability is built on the blood of countless marines and pirates, on the silence created by world-destroying power and oppressive force."

"He's not a demon king," a young warrior murmured. "He's a god."

Sabo looked at the blood-red wanted poster and slowly whispered:

"We have truly lost."

"It wasn't defeat by power, but defeat by the world's... complacency."

He doesn't control the world through fear.

"He made the world fall in love with the security of being dominated."

Why don't we surrender?

His voice trembled, as if fear were choking him.

Suddenly, another hand gripped the man's collar, burning with rage. "Surrender? You mean give up your freedom?"

His gaze pierced the other like a sharp blade. "What happened to our vow? To abolish all authoritarian shackles and allow all races to coexist equally—have you forgotten the ideals that once made us fight and shed blood?!"

At that moment, a deep, steady voice echoed from the depths of the hall:

"Enough!!!"

"We... haven't lost yet."

Everyone turned around, and a figure with a cloak billowing slowly emerged from the shadows—it was Dragon, the supreme commander of the Revolutionary Army.

His gaze was calm, his tone as firm as iron:

"The world's choice of comfort does not mean the death of truth."

"They are asleep in what they call a peaceful dream, and we must awaken them."

Sabo's expression shifted. "But we no longer possess the power to break free from that existence..."

The dragon gently shook its head and whispered:

"It's not that there isn't."

His gaze swept across the entire room, and he slowly began to speak:

"Before Baltigo sank, the archaeological team brought back the final blueprints from the 'Laugh Tale Fragment Island'."

"We have finished assembling it."

The hall fell silent abruptly.

--That was the only weapon in legend capable of confronting "gods".

The dragon softly uttered that name forgotten by the world:

"Pluton."

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze into iron.

Bello Betty looked up abruptly. "You mean--?"

The dragon nodded calmly:

"He uses Genjutsu to conceal the truth, so we'll shatter his throne with reality."

"Let the world see clearly—true freedom is not bestowed."

"But it comes from resistance."

Sabo lowered his head, slowly drew his sword, and took a deep breath.

Bello Betty's cape fluttered in the wind, her eyes blazing.

Her voice was cold and fiery.

Even if they are blinded by the 'illusion of happiness,' we must tell them—

True freedom is not a gift from God.

"It was earned by people themselves."

The dragon gazed ahead and whispered:

"From this moment forward, the Revolutionary Army... will no longer appeal to the world."

"We will take back the world."

Sabo nodded, his voice low:

"Then let's fight to the last man."

"Let the world remember—even with gods in the heavens, there have been those who refused to bow their heads."