Beneath Hive Island, inside a sealed surveillance room.
Under the dim lights, dozens of screens broadcast live footage of battles across the island. The Five Elders stood before them, their sinister gazes fixed on the people displaying tremendous power on-screen like venomous snakes watching their prey.
"Logia-type Cloud-Cloud Fruit, Logia-type Flame-Flame Fruit... Aside from that Dinosaur, none of the Dawn Pirates' other members have weak Fruit abilities.
"Especially that raccoon dog..."
Saint Saturn tapped the screen with a bony finger, his voice hoarse and cold as he delivered his final assessment.
"Hmph, just as I thought! The mastermind behind the Heavenly Tribute heist back then was this Dawn!"
The moment he saw Nami use the Cloud-Cloud Fruit's power, Saint Nusjuro's face darkened, his eyes filled with venomous hatred.
As the Warrior God of Finance, he still bitterly resented the massive loss of Heavenly Tribute that had made the World Government suffer dearly. He wanted nothing more than to grind Dawn's bones to dust.
"The Vampire-Vampire Fruit... That is another target that must be eliminated. We alone are enough immortals. Lowly mortals are unworthy of eternal life. Though this immortality cannot wield our national treasure, it still poses a great threat to our rule."
Saint Warcury stared fixedly at Monet, who was manipulating blood on-screen. His beard bristled and his eyes bulged as he coldly pronounced her death sentence, his gaze filled with an absolute desire to monopolize the authority of immortality.
"The Human-Human Fruit has not yet been developed to the point of awakening. It is not a concern for now."
"This time, none of them will leave this island alive."
The remaining two Five Elders spoke up in agreement, their voices brimming with the arrogant, ruthless confidence of certain victory.
At the center of Hive Island, in the