Tokikake's Body Turned Cold
What chilled him to the bone was that the tall, imposing figure who traversed the sea of clouds and looked down upon all others had a youthful and composed face, showing no signs of aging. His age was clearly not even thirty.
A powerful expert at the Admiral-Emperor Level is not yet thirty years old.
Throughout the entire ocean, such a terrifying new generation of monsters has never appeared in the last hundred years.
The remnants of the old regime have been perfectly replicated in a young successor, who has even surpassed his predecessor!
At this moment, Tokikake was filled with endless fear and dread. If such a monster were allowed to grow steadily, within a few years, the entire ruling structure of the Navy and the World Government would face a devastating impact. This was no longer the rise of a new pirate; it was a top-level threat capable of overturning the entire maritime order!
"Signal officer! Highest priority emergency communication, connect to the New Marine Headquarters immediately!"
Tokikake turned his head, his tone extremely solemn, without the slightest hesitation.
"Yes, sir!" the communications soldier responded immediately, quickly grabbing the Encrypted Den Den Mushi and dialing the number.
"Report this truthfully to headquarters! The combat strength of the Second Golden Lion has been reassessed, and he has completely broken through the threshold of the Admiral level, reaching the level of the Admiral-Emperor Level! He is definitely not just close to the Admiral level as indicated in the intelligence reports!"
"Simultaneously, a battlefield report: This person is wielding the Sakura Ten and the Deadwood Twin Swords, single-handedly fighting against Ace and Sabo, two Yonko Commander Level combatants, maintaining a complete advantage over his opponents. The battle situation is terrifying!"
Urgent intelligence traveled swiftly across the vast ocean via radio waves, instantly reaching the New Marine Headquarters' operations command center.
Inside the headquarters command room, Sengoku stood before the sand table, quietly waiting for Ryokugyu and Kizaru to complete their brief pre-battle briefing. The entire command room was orderly and the atmosphere was calm.
The piercing sound of an emergency communication ring suddenly shattered the silence, breaking the tranquility of the room.
The Adjutant's expression tightened, and he immediately stepped forward to Den Den Mushi. After listening for only a few seconds, his face turned deathly pale. He hurried to Sengoku's side and reported urgently in a low voice, "Fleet Admiral! Vice Admiral Chaton from the front lines has sent an urgent report: the intelligence has contained a drastic error! The true combat strength of the Second Golden Lion has reached the Admiral-Emperor Level! And he is under thirty years old, currently suppressing two Yonko Commander single-handedly!"
"What?!"
Sengoku's body trembled slightly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his usual calm and composure shattered completely as a tidal wave surged in his heart.
He abruptly reached out and took the Den Den Mushi, listening intently to every word of the battlefield situation transmitted by Tokikake. The more he listened, the more somber his expression became, the more intense the gravity and shock between his brows, and his fingertips unconsciously clenched tightly until his knuckles turned white.
In his prediction, the Second Golden Lion was at most a top-tier candidate for Admiral, a rising star who needed to be watched and kept in check, but by no means a top-level combat force capable of influencing the overall situation on the high seas.
But this intelligence, given that he was not even thirty years old Admiral-Emperor Level, completely overturned all his plans and predictions!
"Shiki's bloodline and foundation... are they really this powerful?"
Sengoku muttered to himself, his voice filled with barely concealed tremor and apprehension, his heart brimming with astonishment.
The legendary pirate Golden Lion, who once dominated the seas, was feared by all. It was thought that his legend had long since ended, but unexpectedly, decades later, a young successor has recreated his peak and returned to the world.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart. His eyes instantly became sharp, and his aura suddenly became calm and composed.
"Absurd... When did such a terrifying new monster appear in the ocean?!"
"What I initially thought was just a regular free-for-all among up-and-coming talents has unexpectedly turned into a battle between a newly emerged Emperor Level being!"
Sengoku raised his eyes and issued a stern order, his voice echoing throughout the entire operations room. "Pass on my order! Immediately halt all trivial dispatches! Ryokugyu and Kizaru, abandon all preparations, muster all personnel, and the fleet is to set sail immediately! Rush to the aid of the deserted island battlefield at full speed!"
"This battle is no ordinary pirate disturbance. Letting this person take hold will have endless consequences! We must arrive at the battlefield as soon as possible and take control of the situation!"
As orders were relayed down through the ranks, the previously orderly Marine Headquarters port instantly sped up. Warship engines roared, mooring lines were quickly untied, and cannons were loaded. A large number of elite naval personnel boarded the ships and lined up, and the entire fleet was poised to set sail for the battlefield.
Meanwhile, on the other seas surrounding the deserted island, the Supernovae, including Kid, Bonney, and Urouge, lacked sufficient Observation Haki to penetrate the chaotic battlefield smoke and sense the terrifying gap in top-tier combat power. They could only watch the sky explode with Kakkō and sword energy crisscrossing, knowing only that the battle was dangerous, but completely unaware that the overall situation on the sea had quietly undergone a tremendous change in this chaotic battle.
High above the deserted island, the fighting never stops.
Second Golden Lion crossed his twin swords, and a massive, cross-shaped sword aura, tearing through the clouds, crashed down with devastating force. Ace gritted his teeth, pushing with all his might, and towering flames coalesced into a thick wall of fire to desperately block the attack.
Sabo was covered in jet-black Armament Haki, his Dragon Claw claws taut, ready to strike. The two brothers, relying on their tacit understanding through blood ties, desperately took the fatal attack.
Below, amidst the ruins of the beach, Luffy, Zoro, and Sanji are still embroiled in a chaotic battle, locked in a fierce fight with Rutneus, five high-ranking officers, and Weevil, who is being secretly manipulated. Rocks are flying everywhere, and explosions are deafening, leaving the entire deserted island in ruins.
On the distant horizon, the sails of the Uchiha Clan's warships became increasingly clear, Chunwu, Rin, Doflamingo, and their group were speeding towards the eye of the storm.
Day and night alternated, and the flames of war burned for two full days and two nights.
The skies above the nameless, deserted island have never truly been calm; Kakkō, slashing, and the roar of collapsing boulders echo across this sea day and night.
On the sea, the Thousand Sunny was far removed from the beach where the fighting was most intense, and stopped in the relatively safe nearshore waters, but did not choose to flee completely.
Everyone on the ship knew they had to stay there and be ready to provide backup for Luffy and his companions at any time.
On the deck, Nami gripped the ship's railing, her brows furrowed, her gaze fixed on the deserted island shrouded in smoke.
For two days and two nights, blinding flashes of light kept exploding in the distance, and the shockwaves from each collision of forces caused the entire hull of the Thousand Sunny to tremble slightly.
She reached out and touched the Den Den Mushi in her arms several times, her fingertips hovering above the shell, before slowly withdrawing them.
With the battle so intense, making a hasty call would only distract and disrupt your comrades who are fighting to the death.
"It's been two days..." Usopp leaned against the railing, his voice low, his eyes filled with undisguised worry. "Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, can they still hold on?"
Chopper clutched his medical kit tightly, his little face filled with anxiety. He had already prepared all the medicines for stopping bleeding and treating wounds, waiting for his injured comrade to return at any moment.
Franky stood on one side of the ship's railing, arms crossed, his steel-like body taut and his eyes fixed on the chaotic battle zone on the deserted island's beach;
Robin stood at the stern, her expression calm, but her tightly clenched hands betrayed her inner worry.