The Panicked Five Elders
The blond Five Elders leaned back slightly on the throne, his fingertips unconsciously gripping the carved armrests tightly until his knuckles turned bluish-white.
Years of planning and layered monitoring now seem absurd and laughable.
After the Summit War, they were convinced that Uchiha Natsu was the only ceiling of their clan and the only core threat capable of shaking the world order.
To this end, the World Government devoted most of its intelligence resources to closely monitoring Natsu's every move, almost keeping him under constant surveillance.
But reality slapped them hard in the face.
While they kept a close eye on Natsu, Uchiha Fugaku quietly rose to prominence, his combat strength steadily surpassing that of the two Marine Admiral Candidate Level;
Uchiha Kei was incredibly talented in his youth, cleaving Jack the Drought into the deep sea with a single sword strike, utterly defeating him;
Now, another unfathomable figure Madara Uchiha, has emerged, easily defeating Four Emperors and crushing Kaido.
Just how many hidden trump cards do these Red Eye tribesmen, who occupy the West Blue, still possess?
"Outrageous."
The Five Elders with long beards spoke slowly, their tone carrying a hint of panic and surprise that was extremely difficult to detect.
Having wielded the world's highest power for centuries, he had long since developed an unwavering composure, and very few situations could cause him to lose his composure.
Natsu alone was enough to force the World Government to back down step by step and leave them helpless.
Now, we have added Madara Uchiha, whose combat power is comparable to the top level of the Four Emperors.
Looking at the Uchiha Clan, Fugaku is calm and powerful, Akira is sharp and aggressive, and a new generation of clan members are emerging one after another, each of them is exceptionally talented and has outstanding combat power.
Such a terrifying talent pool, such a continuous stream of top-tier combat power—do these people truly consider themselves God Race descended to the mortal realm?
"Back then, Natsu made those arrogant claims in the Sabaody Archipelago, asserting that the Uchiha were God Race from heaven." The long-bearded Five Elders sighed softly, his eyes filled with self-mockery.
"At the time, we dismissed it as the arrogance of young, powerful individuals, and dismissed it as nonsense. Now it seems that we were the ones who were truly arrogant and narrow-minded."
The Uchiha Clan never uses words to defend themselves; they only prove their words are true through their overwhelming victories and their ability to overturn conventional wisdom time and time again.
Saint Saturn, the God of Scientific Defense who had been sitting silently, slowly opened his eyes. His aged voice remained calm, dispelling the panic in the hall and adding a touch of rational judgment.
It's too early to draw conclusions.
"We have witnessed Natsu's strength firsthand. He killed Steel Bone Kong, suppressed several Admiral-Emperor Level experts head-on, and even forced Saint Imu to personally intervene. His combat power has already reached the ceiling of this world."
He paused, then precisely analyzed the difference in combat strength between the two sides.
"This Madara Uchiha, the strength he has shown so far, is indeed enough to suppress the Four Emperors and surpass the vast majority of strong people in the New World."
However, whether he possesses the same power Natsu, enough to shake the top echelons of the world and force a supreme being to manifest, remains questionable and requires further observation and verification.
"However, one thing is already certain."
Saint Saturn abruptly changed the subject, his tone suddenly becoming serious.
"The Uchiha Clan is not like the Rocks Pirates, whose power was merely a fleeting moment of passion that quickly crumbled."
They possess a complete bloodline, strict clan order, a stable base in the West Blue, and a well-organized, tiered elite combat force.
The population of the ethnic group has grown steadily, and its development has followed a clear and orderly path. Every step of expansion and every rise has been carried out in a well-organized manner.
Throughout the entire ocean, from ancient times to the present, there has never been such a force.
It is neither Pirate Alliance fighting its own battles, nor a loose force relying on military intimidation, but a truly cohesive, vibrant, and long-term planned community.
Without needing to be explicitly stated, all Five Elders present understood the deeper subtext hidden in these words.
Even the World Government, which has ruled the world for eight hundred years, essentially maintains order by relying on ancient ruling habits and the binding of interests among Affiliated Nation. Its foundation seems solid, but in reality, it is fraught with hidden dangers.
However Uchiha Clan, relying on blood ties, strict order, and long-term planning, forged a completely new path to rise to power.
Pirates fight for territory, wealth, and power, but the chaos is ultimately temporary.
However Uchiha Clan came with the goal of overthrowing the old era and reshaping the world order.
The Five Elders, swords in hand, slowly and heavily placed the battle report back on the table.
For the first time, a genuine sense of unease and fear appeared on that face that had weathered centuries of storms and was usually cold and expressionless.
"What we truly fear right now is neither the already revealed Natsu, nor the newly risen Ban."
He looked up at the clear sky outside the window, his voice low and unsettling.
"What we fear is the next battle report. The next time the intelligence department sends news, it will reveal another Uchiha member we've never recorded or heard of before, who once again displays abilities we can't understand, a power we can't resist."
Known powerful adversaries can still be assessed, strategically planned, and counterbalanced.
But this endless, unfathomable unknown is what instills the most despair and fear.
A deathly silence fell once again over the Room of Authority.
Outside the window, Mary Geoise remained bathed in clear, warm sunlight, symbolizing the supreme authority and glory of the World Government.
The sunlight that streamed through the windows into the hall somehow carried a chilling coldness that seeped into one's very soul.
White feathers fluttered down in the top-floor office of the World Economic Herald, covering the floor.
This wasn't caused by a draft; Morgans himself revealed it.
He gripped the top-secret intelligence that had just been delivered urgently with both claws, his entire body trembling uncontrollably, even the fine feathers at the tips of his wings were shaking violently.
On the paper, every line of writing was like a red-hot branding iron, burning fiercely into his eyes, making his mind race and his body feel hot.
Even the long crest feather on its head, a symbol of its bearing, stood upright, revealing an undisguised extreme excitement.
Having worked in the news industry for so many years and led the World Economy News Paper for many years, he knew better than anyone how terrifying the Uchiha Clan was.
In this era, which power that could establish itself on the seas hadn't heard of the infamous and fearsome reputation of the Uchiha?
But who could have predicted that after Uchiha Natsu reached the pinnacle of the world and shook the Four Blues, this group of Red Eye powerhouses would actually be hiding another monster capable of overturning the status quo?
Madara Uchiha.
A completely unfamiliar name, detached from all intelligence networks worldwide, previously untraceable and unknown to anyone.
However, in his first official appearance on this sea, he directly cleaved Kaido the Four Emperors, into the deep sea with a single sword strike, creating an astonishing feat that shook the entire world.