They Can't Be Allowed to Keep Fighting Like This!
That was not the aftershock of an ordinary battle between powerful individuals, but rather the destructive pressure emanating from two ultimate forces that transcended the level of Admiral-Yonko Level and were nearly capable of shaking the very foundations of heaven and earth, as they constantly collided, stalemated, and crushed each other.
The entire rock formations of Mary Geoise trembled slightly, the ancient candles hanging inside the temple flickered wildly, and the world's secret documents and power papers piled on the table trembled. Even the sacred and tranquil atmosphere in the air was completely torn apart by the violent and murderous power coming from the lower realm.
Shepard X. Peter Saint, the God of War who oversees agriculture, gripped the jade railing in front of him tightly with his withered fingers, his aged eyes filled with solemnity, and he was the first to break the deathly silence of the hall.
His tone was heavy, like an old farmer examining a field in the face of famine. "Outrageous, utterly outrageous. A red earth cliff ten thousand meters away can still cause the Holy Land rock layer to tremble. This level of power has already surpassed the combat limits of this sea."
"Sabaody is already on the verge of collapse. If these two are allowed to fight recklessly, the entire Paradise Islands will sink to the bottom of the sea and be completely destroyed within half an hour."
As an elder of his clan, he knew better than anyone the destructive power of top-tier fighters going out of control in a battle, but today's duel between Madara and Garp still completely overturned his understanding.
Zambaron V. Saint Nusjuro, the God of War who controls the World Government's finances, stood to the side with his brows furrowed and his gaze fixed on the trembling nautical chart in the hall. His words were filled with the anxiety and pain of a businessman calculating accounts. "The cost of the collapse of the war situation is simply something we cannot afford!"
Sabaody is a core hub in the first half of the Grand Line, controlling trade, shipping routes, and the flow of information throughout the entire Paradise sea.
Once completely destroyed, all our years of preparation for the Great Sea Recruitment, Pirate Extermination, and Sea Area Control Plan will be wasted, all our huge investments will be in vain, and it will directly sever the connection between the first half of the sea route and the New World, causing economic and social chaos throughout the entire ocean!
"Even more devastating is the unrest among the people." Topman Saint Topman Warcury spoke slowly. This martial god, who governs the world's laws and establishes its rules, spoke with clear logic, his words filled with the calculations and shrewdness of a law man.
"The eyes of Affiliated Nation worldwide are on this duel. If the World Government is powerless to stop this private fight and allows two powerful individuals to wantonly destroy the core island, the people of the Four Blues and Affiliated Nation will question our ruling authority. The legal credibility built up over hundreds of years will suffer a huge crack."
Marcus Saint Mars, the God of War who governs the environment and the control of the seas, gazed at the churning sea of clouds below, his voice low and calm, reflecting the objective observation of a catastrophe. "Besides this, the threats of the two major variables are completely out of control."
Madara Uchiha's combat power far exceeds all our expectations, far surpassing any of the previous Four Emperors;
Garp's outburst was even more unexpected; at the age of eighty, he was still able to unleash fighting power comparable to a legend.
The trump card this naval hero is hiding is far more terrifying than we imagined.
One person stirred up the battle, another overturned perceptions; if the fighting continues, the entire East Blue and Paradise Sea area will be affected by secondary disasters.
The five people each expressed their own opinions, and every sentence hit the core of the crisis, with layers of solemnity building up in their hearts.
Only Jegalcia Saint Saturn stood silently, his tall and muscular body upright. His thick white curly hair was paired with a neat black suit, white shirt and dark purple tie. He wore a noble flat hat and leaned on an old-fashioned, heavy cane, exuding supreme aristocratic majesty.
The hideous scar running across his left cheek appeared even more sinister and terrifying in the flickering candlelight.
He raised his eyelids, looking down at the sea of clouds below, his eyes showing no concern for the crisis of the battle, only an innate indifference and deep-rooted contempt.
In his mind, all ordinary humans in the world, and even the strongest beings in this ocean, were nothing but ants and insects, insignificant, humble, and not worth mentioning.
"It's nothing more than two slightly stronger ants tearing each other apart," Saint Saturn said slowly, his voice low and cold, carrying the innate arrogance of a nobleman. His tone was light and airy, as if he were merely discussing a fight between insects in a field.
"When ants fight, death and destruction are the norm. Even if a whole Sabaody is destroyed and tens of thousands of mortals die, so what? Humans are nothing but insects that reproduce endlessly. Once one batch is wiped out, a new batch will emerge in an instant. There is no need to regret it."
His words were indifferent, yet extremely cold, perfectly matching his extreme nature of never empathizing with the lower classes and regarding ordinary people as worthless.
"However," Saint Saturn's tone shifted slightly, a cold glint in his eyes, "The turmoil stirred up by these ants has already affected the order of the Holy Land and disrupted our ruling structure. This is the only fault. Therefore, this farce must end."
The five supreme war gods, each with their own thoughts, continued to discuss in hushed tones how to balance the battle and mitigate the damage.
However, no matter how they analyzed it, they found that with the remaining combat power of the navy and the conventional forces left behind in the Holy Land, they were simply not qualified to intervene in the deadly battle between those two top experts. If they were not careful, they would be completely wiped out, which would exacerbate the collapse of the battle situation.
Just as everyone was at a loss and at a loss, from the Room of Authority, a faint, emotionless, and utterly indifferent voice suddenly resounded throughout the entire hall without warning.
The voice had no fixed source, yet it resonated precisely in the ears of each of the Five Elders, carrying an absolute majesty that surpassed all living beings and ruled over all ages. This caused the five martial gods who held the Scepter of the world to freeze instantly, ceasing all conversations, bowing their heads in utmost solemnity, and daring not to overstep their bounds in the slightest.
Thatcherz Maffey.
"Shepard Saint Shepherd Somaz".
"Limosif Saint Killingham".
A clear, cold voice recited the names of the three supreme God's Knights one by one, each word resounding and leaving no room for argument.
"I order the three of you to depart immediately for the Sabaody Archipelago, intervene in the battlefield, and contain the fighting."
After a brief pause, the voice resumed, the gaze fixed directly on the bowing Saint Saturn, and the final supreme decree was issued. "Saint Saturn, Jegarcia, I hereby command you to lead all CP0 members on standby at the Mary Geoise headquarters to immediately rush to the aid of the three God's Knights and join forces to intervene in the battle."
No matter what means are used or what price is paid, the battle between Madara Uchiha and Monkey D. Garp must be forcibly stopped.
If the two continue fighting, the Sabaody Archipelago will collapse and sink completely in an instant, triggering a chain of disasters that the World Government cannot afford to bear. This must absolutely not be allowed to happen.