Mysterious Figure...

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In Marineford, in the Fleet Admiral's Office, Sengoku and Tsuru were frowning, each holding a piece of intelligence.

"Big Hand Funeral Director Peclo is dead; Dead Island is now under the complete control of the nation; King of Loan Sharks Du Feld has to pay 10 billion Beli in compensation; Big News Morgans, though the price he paid is unknown, has returned Sweet Potato Island and the gold mine."

The intelligence reports were all about events that had occurred in these Underworld, which once attracted the attention of Sengoku and Tsuru.

Because the country, which had been silent for a year, has begun to take action.

Moreover, they always make big moves, directly targeting the saturated Underworld and showing no fear of the consequences.

And since the news of the Big Hand Funeral Director's death spread, the entire Underworld has begun to descend into chaos.

"Brubrubru"

Suddenly, a Den Den Mushi) on the Sengoku table rang.

"Hey! This is the Sengoku."

Looking at the Den Den Mushi, Sengoku showed no surprise, clearly having already guessed that the call was coming.

"Sengoku, Queen Stussy of Pleasure Queen absolutely cannot be harmed. The Holy Land will send three P0s, and your navy will dispatch an Admiral, along with a Vice Admiral and Rear Admiral fleet."

A deep, authoritative voice came from the Den Den Mushi; it was very serious!

"Yes."

Sengoku nodded, but after thinking for a moment, he asked, "Is it for the sake of the country?"

"No, this was just an accident, because that person has already woken up."

These words were astonishing; the Five Elders' words caused Sengoku and Tsuru's expressions to change drastically on the spot, and they immediately stood up.

"Sengoku, that lord will be going to Marineford soon. You should know what to do. If that lord is even slightly unhappy, the Navy can be wiped out at any time."

The voice coming from the Den Den Mushi instantly silenced the entire office.

His expression was solemn, and if you got close to Sengoku, you would notice that his heart was beating faster than ever before, filled with tension.

"Knew."

Sengoku took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Below, Crane is the same; even if nothing is apparent on the surface, a closer look reveals that her body is taut.

"That's it, get ready!"

After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, Sengoku seemed to have lost all his strength, slumping into a chair with his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Crane, Marineford is on high alert."

"Sengoku, I think it's better to let things take their natural course." Frowning, Tsuru looked at the somewhat stiff Sengoku and spoke cautiously.

Without saying a word, Sengoku gritted his teeth and said, "Bring Garp and Akainu back."

"Good!"

Let's go back a moment, to the deepest part of the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, to a place called the Flower Room.

Inside a palace, on a towering platform, stood a Void Throne, but it was currently empty. However, on the smooth floor, five people were kneeling obsequiously, their expressions solemn.

If this scene were to get out, the entire ocean would be overturned.

Because the five people kneeling respectfully on the ground were none other than the Five Elders, the highest authority in the World Government.

But now, the Five Elders, the most esteemed, powerful, and mysterious figures in the world, knelt nervously on the ground.

He knelt for a full hour, the entire palace so quiet you could hear a pin drop, until finally, a crisp footstep rang out in the hall.

A figure shrouded in mist and illusion sat upon the Void Throne!

"Greetings, Lord Imu."

Not daring to raise their heads, the Five Elders lowered their breathing, filled with awe, even fear!

"I'm a little bored after waking up this time. What's been happening at sea lately?"

A voice, indistinctly masculine or feminine, emanated from the Void Throne, inexplicably sending a chill down one's spine.

"Reporting to Lord Imu, Big, one of the Four Emperors of the New World, has been replaced."

A bald Five Elders, head bowed, began to speak.

Half an hour later, the Five Elders stopped their explanation.

"Is this another cycle of Enel Tesoro Rob Lucci?"

The incomprehensible mutterings reached the ears of the Five Elders clearly.

"But this time seems different. Ye Chen? Could he be one of us who has transmigrated?"

The voice changed slightly, but even this slight change made the Five Elders kneeling on the ground turn red, as if they were being squeezed by something, their faces full of pain.

"Perhaps I should go and see him."

After speaking to himself, Imu stood up from the Void Throne, and his entire body began to disappear as if it were an illusion.

"I'll be going out of town soon, so I'll head to Marineford!"

As soon as he finished speaking, no one could be seen on the entire platform anymore.

"Yes!"

Not daring to utter a single rebuttal, the Five Elders lay prostrate on the ground for a full five minutes before finally standing up.

"Notify the Sengoku."

Afterwards, the Five Elders left the palace, letting out a heavy sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, behind the palace, among the Flower Room, in an ordinary room, there was nothing but a painting on the wall.

The ethereal, illusory figure slowly began to solidify; it was Imu.

Gazing longingly at the scroll on the wall, he murmured to himself again, "Wait a little longer. The transmigrators have appeared. As long as the requirements are met, you will all wake up."

Following the misty line of sight, one can discover several pale purple crystal coffins tinged with blood red in the paintings on the wall. Most peculiarly, one can vaguely see several human figures inside.

This is just a painting, but at this moment it feels like a world, a living world.

After that, in Marineford, if you look closely, you'll find that the guards, whether in the port or elsewhere, are extremely strict.

Most importantly, Sengoku forcibly recalled the naval heroes, the Three Admirals, and several Vice Admiral who were on missions abroad.

The navy's actions also attracted the attention of some forces on the high seas, but no one except Sengoku and Tsuru knew the specific reasons.

Including naval heroes and Three Admirals.

The top floor of the Marine Headquarters building has always been closed off, and even Fleet Admiral Sengoku was not qualified to go up there, but it is now open.

The top floor is where the Sengoku period worked, but now the entire office is filled with a sense of oppression.

Sitting on the sofa, Kizaru crossed his legs, looking completely bewildered.

They were surrounded by Aokiji and Akainu, while Garp was eating a donut and wasn't paying any attention at all.

The only people in the conference room were Sengoku, Tsuru, Garp, and the Three Admirals; the Vice Admiral weren't even qualified.

"Fleet Admiral, what exactly happened?"

Leaning back on the sofa, Kizaru asked the question.

"A distinguished person from the Holy Land is coming. You all need to show him respect. Anyone who displeases that person will bear the consequences."

Sengoku glared at them, giving them a stern warning.

"Celestial Dragons?"

"Could it be the Five Elders?"

Kizaru frowned. Logically, even Celestial Dragons or one of the Five Elders shouldn't have made Sengoku so serious, but now...

"Just remember one thing I'm saying: if that lord is unhappy, he only needs to say a few words and the Navy will cease to exist. You all better keep a low profile and put away your arrogant and cynical attitude, or no one will be able to save you then."

"Is it that serious?"

At this moment, Garp, Akainu, and Aokiji all became serious.

Garp seemed lost in thought, his expression slowly darkening.

"How terrifying!"

Kizaru patted his chest, his lewd expression disappearing.

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