First Joint Operation

With the flagship's horns sounding, the Neo Marines' massive fleet slowly sailed out of the harbor.

The warriors on deck took their positions, their gazes resolute and the weapons in their hands gleaming with cold light.

The fleet's formation included not only the Neo Marines' most advanced warships, but also several fast attack vessels modified by the Whitebeard Pirates.

Those pirates who had once roamed the seas had now become part of the Neo Marines, contributing their experience and combat strength to this transformation.

In the night, the fleet's shadows were like a silent torrent, swallowing the moonlight on the sea.

From every ship came the sounds of hurried footsteps, while the wind and the sea's whispers echoed in the warriors' ears.

Everyone knew that this was more than just a battle. It was a declaration—a declaration of the end of the pirate era.

Marco stood at the bow of a warship, weapon in hand as azure flames danced around him.

His eyes remained fixed on the distant horizon, fury that had never faded flashing within them:

"For Pops' will, and to make our name resound across the seas once more, we must win."

On another ship, Jin An stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze profound.

Several senior Neo Marine commanders stood beside him, reporting the battle deployments in every direction.

"Once the operation begins, our first target will be the forces on the outskirts of the Grand Line. In the second phase, we will swiftly advance toward the East Blue and South Blue.

Everyone must understand that our goal is not to drag this out, but to swiftly destroy the enemy's core forces and weaken their foundations.

Make sure these newly emerged pirates are dealt with."

Jin An's tone was calm, but every word landed with