Red Line, Holy Land Mary Geoise, the Five Elders' conference room.
The once solemn conference room was now a wreck. The Bald Five Elders hurled the intelligence report to the floor and smashed the expensive solid-wood table to pieces with his palm. His roar nearly lifted the roof: "Rebellion! This is outright rebellion!!"
"That brat Chen Yu!! He actually renamed Hua Country the Hua Empire!! He means to openly oppose the World Government!! To overthrow our eight-hundred-year rule!!"
The Blond Five Elders' face was livid, his entire body trembling uncontrollably. First Generation Kitetsu hummed incessantly in his hand, and his eyes brimmed with murderous intent. "Eight hundred years!! Eight hundred years!! No one has ever dared challenge the World Government's authority like this!! Not Roger, not Whitebeard, not even Dragon!! This Chen Yu is asking to die!!"
"Send the orders at once!! Assemble every soldier!! Launch an all-out assault!! I want Chang'an City razed!! Bring that brat Chen Yu back to Mary Geoise and let him taste the Celestial Dragons' torture!!" the sword-wielding Five Elders roared, about to rise and issue the orders.
"Enough!"
The Curly-Haired Five Elders abruptly spoke up, stopping him. His face was dark and helpless. "An all-out assault? With what?!"
"We lost a Holy Knight in the battle of the West Blue. More than half the Navy's elite were lost in the Paramount War. Sengoku and Garp retired, Kuzan left, and Sakazuki has only just secured his position as Fleet Admiral. Morale within the Navy is shattered. They can't even finish clearing out the pirates in the Grand Line. What are we supposed to fight the Hua Empire with?!"
"Chen Yu has now unified the Four Blues. He commands nine Admiral-level fighters, a million elite troops, and eight hundred main battle warships!! What do we have