Imu

At that moment, he felt it with absolute clarity: he was no longer surrounded by loneliness. All his companions were right there beside him.

Even though he had died and was now nothing but bones.

But still...

He felt that being alive was truly wonderful!

After dozing for a while, the bubble on Brook's nose burst, and he slowly woke up.

Then he picked up the coffee beside him, took a gentle sip, set it down, and reached for his violin case.

He opened it.

He took out the violin, rested it on his shoulder, and began to play.

At that moment, everyone aboard involuntarily stopped what they were doing, and gentle smiles appeared on their faces.

Then they went back to their tasks.

But now, both their moods and their movements seemed to grow lighter and more relaxed with Brook's music.

Chapter 272: Imu

The Red Line.

The holy land, Mary Geoise.

Deep within a flower-filled garden at the very heart of the palace complex.

This place was called the Flower Room. Normally, even the Celestial Dragons were forbidden from entering.

At that moment, inside a palace deep within the Flower Room.

The Five Elders, who stood at the pinnacle of the World Government's power, were all kneeling on the floor.

Their usual arrogance was gone. They did not even dare raise their heads.

Had the Navy, the other Celestial Dragons, or members of Cipher Pol witnessed this scene, they would surely have thought they were hallucinating.

If it was not a hallucination, then what person, force, or thing could make these five old men kneel together—men who styled themselves the world's Creator Gods and stood at the very top even among the Celestial Dragons?

Before the Five Elders stretched three long flights of ascending stairs, ending at a