Soon, the man in the clown mask walked out of Pangaea Castle. Looking up at the sky outside, he sighed. "I never expected the five lords to have already thought of a way to deal with this!"
Meanwhile.
Hearing no response from the other end of the call, the Cipher Pol agent who had reported so much in one breath hurriedly gulped down a large mouthful of water after hanging up. He was dying of thirst!
Then he walked out of the cabin and resumed his surveillance duty.
By now, the situation outside had become clear. The Bloody Swordsman was struggling to hold on against three opponents, while Sengoku and the others, though at a disadvantage, displayed the bearing of kings! [This is just a joke about fourth seed RNG defeating Korea's first seed GEN.]
The Marines had been reduced to only a few hundred men desperately resisting. They might be swallowed by the surrounding sea at any moment.
"Bilibili! Bilibili!"
Suddenly, the Transponder Snail in Sengoku's arms rang.
After hesitating repeatedly, Sengoku still withdrew from the battlefield. The Transponder Snail he kept in his arms was specifically for contacting the Five Elders.
At a time like this, they had to be calling about the current battle. Sengoku did not believe that the Five Elders, who controlled the world's most powerful intelligence agency, did not know what was happening.
"Sengoku, you have disappointed us greatly. Give the phone to Portgas Ryan!" The Five Elders' opening words startled him.
Were they planning to negotiate? Were the Marines going to bow their heads to pirates?
Sengoku's first instinct was to resist.
Negotiating with pirates was something that had never happened before. But as he looked at the countless pirates around him and the Marines fighting in blood, Sengoku's heart softened.
"Sengoku?" An