Undercurrents Stirring (Alliance Leader 7/10)

"Hey! Hey! Really? That's Black Arm Zephyr, isn't it?!"

At the coast of Loguetown, four Buster Call Fleet, totaling twenty warships, were vast and imposing. Their menacing cannon muzzles, like the scythe of Death God, completely surrounded Loguetown.

At the very center, on a warship, slowly descended a tall and resolute figure with short purple hair and sharp eyes. He wore a Marine Admiral's cloak, and his every step was deliberate and imposing, like a mountain pressing down on the entire coastline, making it hard for anyone to breathe.

The pirates in many ports all scattered and hid in the shadows to collect their remains.

"That's one of the Navy's four monster Vice Admiral, God and Aokiji."

Immediately afterwards, Ye Chen, Aokiji, and the other Vice Admiral, all dressed in formal attire, followed behind Zephyr.

Rear Admiral, colonels, and lieutenant colonels filed out, and the terrifying aura they exuded instantly suppressed the chaotic situation in the entire Loguetown.

The news that the One Piece was to be executed here had attracted a large number of pirates, leading to chaos and frequent fights. Countless lives were lost in the chaos.

But from this moment on, everything has calmed down.

The entire street instantly cleared out. Whether you were a pirate or a wealthy merchant, you had to make way for them at this moment, because no one dared to face this overwhelming force.

Following behind Zephyr, and seeing the countless eyes secretly observing him, Ye Chen knew that these were just lackeys. There was still a month until Roger's execution, and many of the big shots who would later appear had not yet arrived, so things were still relatively calm for now.

However, he believes that as time becomes increasingly tight, the town will no longer be peaceful.

Without any pirates coming out to provoke them, Ye Chen and his group successfully established themselves at the Marine Base, located east of Loguetown. When the decision was made to deal with the One Piece here, the Navy had already sent elite Vice Admiral here, and to be on the safe side, they had also relocated many ordinary people.

Due to various possibilities, the Navy had already made preparations in advance. The arrival of Zephyr and the others was merely to intimidate them for the next month.

A month later, Garp and his crew will bring the One Piece here, and at that time, most of the Navy's forces will be present.

When Zephyr, Ye Chen, Kuzan, and the other Vice Admiral appeared there, those who still couldn't believe that the One Piece had been captured by the Navy were now completely convinced.

"Breaking news! Breaking news! Marine Admiral Black Arm Zephyr, along with Vice Admiral God Aokiji, has stationed themselves in Loguetown. The news that the One Piece has been captured by the Marines and will be executed in a month is true!"

Breaking Big News!

Sure enough, not long after, countless reports spread around the world, showing that Zephyr and his crew had appeared in Loguetown. This news once again confirmed that the One Piece Gol D. Roger had been arrested by the Navy.

Undercurrents are surging. If you climb to a high vantage point and look out, you'll find that many infamous pirates from Four Seas, the Grand Line, and the New World are beginning to head towards Loguetown.

In the New World, on a massive ship, a banquet was being held. At the very top, a man with a long, crescent-shaped beard took a swig of strong liquor and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Pops, the news is true. Roger has really been captured. The latest news indicates that Marine Admiral Black Arm Zephyr, along with God, Aokiji, and numerous Vice Admiral, has stationed himself in Loguetown."

A thin man with blond punk hair and a dagger tucked into his waistband held the latest news report in his hand, his expression grave.

"Show me."

A deep, resonant voice rang out as Whitebeard took the report from Marco's hands.

As he drank and read the news, the Whitebeard's eyes rippled with a profound depth.

"You still took this step." Thinking to himself, recalling their last meeting, the Whitebeard sighed.

"Pops, should we go take a look?"

A burly young man with dark skin, wearing armor, and with a sharply defined face spoke.

"Jozu, didn't Roger come to see Pops last time? It must have been about this. I don't believe the Navy can catch that man."

Beside the burly man, a young man with two swords at his waist smiled.

"Gulp gurgle"

At the head of the table, the Whitebeard chugs his liquor, the rich aroma filling the entire ship. Finally, Kurara laughed loudly, "If you're interested, go take a look! I'm sure many good fellows will go."

Some pirates are itching to make a move.

"Given the World Government's methods, they'll definitely broadcast it live worldwide. Whether you go or not, there's no need to go," someone scoffed.

"That's true." The person who was initially eager to participate suddenly lost interest.

"That's true, but we still need to go and see. We are Pops's sons." Marco's gaze sharpened. No matter what, the Whitebeard Pirates needed someone to show their face; it was a matter of pride.

"Who's going?" Marco, looking at everyone.

"I don't have time," someone waved their hand.

"Not interested."

"Too lazy to run."

"I'd rather go out and find someone to fight; this is a waste of time."

"Pops, I'll go instead!" In the end, Marco, the second-in-command of the Whitebeard Pirates, sighed.

"Kulala"

Meanwhile, in another sea in the New World, the Beasts Pirates...

"Jak, go to Loguetown."

The New World, the Big Pirates.

"Katakuri, go to Loguetown."

One after another, renowned pirate crews, captains, and key members alike, flocked towards Loguetown.

North Blue.

"Fufufufu, you guys train harder, I need to go out for a bit." A gust of wind swept through the air, and a man wearing sunglasses and a feather coat rose into the sky, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Young Master should have gone to Loguetown. Pick up your sword and continue your training."

"Yes."

The Grand Line, a sea area shrouded in thick fog for many years.

"Hehehe, the One Piece is really going to be executed! Looks like it's time to enter the New World. But before that, I'll take the One Piece's shadow."

It was eerie and terrifying. A huge ship, resembling an island, had a giant man with two horns on his forehead, sharp ears and teeth, and looked like a demon. He grinned sinisterly.

Meanwhile, on a boat shaped like a coffin on the turbulent sea, a man with short black hair, a huge cross on his back, and sharp, eagle-like eyes drifted with the wind.

The Deep-Sea Great Prison, Level Six of Impel Down, Infinite Hell, solitary cells, with unprecedentedly tight security.

"Reporting to Admiral Sengoku, Gol D. Roger has been successfully imprisoned in cell number one."

A jailer stood up straight, looking excitedly at the important figures before him.

"Alright, from now on, no one is allowed to enter or leave this place." With a stern expression, Sengoku looked at the man in the cell who was bowing his head as if asleep.

"Yes!"

Before leaving, Garp was not in a good mood and didn't say a word the whole way.