Chapter 522: Elbaf, the Target of Public Criticism!
Chapter 522: Elbaf, the Target of Public Criticism!
Vegapunk's fingers left the virtual keyboard. The holographic projection in mid-air froze.
A ghostly blue light flickered. Twisted ancient characters appeared.
Chen Ye looked up. His gaze swept over the incomplete characters.
"If the throne returns, only the deep black breath of the tree roots can sever immortality."
He read the sentence aloud. His voice wasn't loud.
He speaks very slowly.
The alloy floor emitted a dull resonance.
Whitebeard's eyelids drooped. Shanks' fingers, which were tapping the hilt of his sword, paused. Dragon's breathing faltered.
"This is not an ancient myth."
Chen Ye pointed to the glowing text.
"This is a fragment of text that Vegapunk dug out from the World Government's abandoned database. He dug it out line by line."
Vegapunk nodded again from the shadows.
Three whole years.
Compare dozens of lost ancient phrases.
The result is absolutely accurate.
"The stone tablet points to only one thing."
Chen Ye traced his finger across the projection.
Elbaf is magnified infinitely. The shadow of the colossal tree, blotting out the sky, engulfs the main screen.
"Deep within the roots of the World Tree."
Chen Ye's voice was cold.
"Something that could hurt Im is hidden there."
"It contains something that can disrupt immortality."
The control room was deathly silent.
Im is invincible. This is an ironclad rule that has stood for eight hundred years.
Now, the ironclad rule has cracked.
The fissure is located underground in Elbaf.
Chen Ye gave him no time to catch his breath. He slid the projection downwards.
The next passage of classical Chinese text appears. The handwriting is chaotic.
The blood-red marks stung my eyes.
Chen Ye continued translating, staring at the text.
"Nikka, the God of the Sun".
Six words were uttered.
The white-bearded man pressed his palm down on Murakumo-giri. The friction of metal produced a piercing, sharp sound.
Shanks' left hand froze in mid-air.
His eyes sank to the bottom.
The dragon shifted its gaze, staring intently at the words in mid-air.
No one responded. The name was too heavy.
"Nika once fought a bloody battle with a certain being under the World Tree for nine days and nine nights."
Chen Ye completed the second half of the sentence.
He didn't mention the name of that being.
enough.
A bloody battle raged for nine days and nine nights. All traces of history vanished. Im still fears it to this day.
The threat level is off the charts.
Taboos of the living.
Shanks' chest muscles bulged. His breathing became labored. The bluish gleam in the longan shimmered.
Chen Ye did not mention the Black Dragon Nighogd.
The name itself is a curse.
He pushed the conclusion to its limit.
"Regardless of its current state."
Chen Ye pressed his hands firmly against the table.
"Whether he's dead or alive, asleep or awake, Im will not allow anyone else to touch him first."
He extended his right hand and opened the red file folder.
"The Knights of God".
The second projection lit up. A chart showing the latest developments in Mary Geoise popped up.
A cold, half-moon-shaped beard dominates the screen. Figarando Garin Saint.
"Latest intelligence."
Chen Ye pointed at that face.
"Satan Saint is dead. Garin Saint has taken his place."
"He filled the five elders' seats."
Whitebeard snorted coldly.
"The World Government has gotten a fiercer dog."
"That's not all."
Chen Ye swiped the screen.
"Karin Saint, as the newly appointed Five Elders, leads the Knights of God. He takes away the most elite killing force."
The crimson march route lights up.
The starting point is the sacred land. The destination leads directly to Elbaf.
"Im gave a death order."
Chen Ye looked at the three of them.
"Extermination-level military order. Anyone who blocks the way shall die."
The feeling of oppression builds up. Breathing becomes difficult.
A new projection line emerges. The dotted line extends from the Void Throne.
Chenye's finger landed above Elbaf.
"If the battle reaches a crucial stage."
Chen Ye's tone was indifferent.
"Im himself may not continue to sit on the throne."
The air in the main control room was evacuated.
The white-bearded man leaned forward. His pupils suddenly contracted.
The master of the Void Throne personally intervened.
This is the first time in eight hundred years.
Long was the first to speak. His voice was hoarse.
"Your assessment is that Elbaf will absorb all the top-level power."
Chen Ye nodded.
Open the third sea area projection map.
Draw three arrows representing routes in the void.
The first crimson. Mary Geoise points directly to Elbaf.
"The Knights of God. Led by Saint Garin. The craziest of them all."
The second deep blue. A diagonal cut from the Naval Headquarters.
"navy."
Chen Ye looked at the white-bearded man.
"Even if Akainu is unwilling, he will be forced to send troops. He will definitely bring his most capable and elite soldiers."
The third blade of grass is green. Future Island extends towards the Land of Giants.
"The Straw Hat Pirates".
Chenye looked at Shanks and Dragon.
"They have Nico Robin. They have clues to the Poneglyphs. The flight path must have been pulled towards the Elbaf magnetic field."
Three arrows. Three colors.
They all converged under the shadow of the giant tree.
Chen Ye stopped.
"The result is clear."
"It won't become a meat grinder where no one can escape."
"Inside, there are only the living and the dead. There is no neutrality. There is no way out."
Dead silence.
Whitebeard suddenly laughed.
"Gulalalalala"
The laughter shook the soundproof light curtain.
Murakumo slung himself over his broad shoulders. His remodeled muscles bulged out.
"Then let's go."
Bloodshot veins were visible beneath the white beard's eyes.
"Gather all those who want to rob, kill, or die together. Let's have a good fight."
He is not afraid of the meat grinder.
He himself is the most terrifying meat grinder.
"I have no objection."
Shanks placed his left hand on the hilt of the Griffin. His thumb rubbed against the guard.
"If the Knights of God dare to come, I'll use this novice as a test subject."
The regrets of the past twelve years have been made up for. It requires overcoming tough challenges.
Garin's neck is just right.
The blue wind pressure on the dragon's body circulated rapidly.
"Can."
The three people expressed their opinions.
The will to fight was ignited in the control room.
Three supreme auras intertwined. The air distorted.
Chen Ye waited for them to give their answers.
He didn't reply. He frantically tapped the console.
The holographic projection switched instantly. The giant tree vanished.
A panoramic view of Future Island pops up.
Five key areas were illuminated with a glaring yellow light.
Seraphim Parking Area. Ship Modification Line. Quantum Communication Core Tower. Gene Therapy Experiment Layer. Supply Depots of the Three Major Factions.
Each one is a strategic resource. A trump card against the world government.
Chen Ye's voice was not loud.
"We're all leaving. Who will guard Future Island then?"
The fighting spirit in the control room suddenly stalled.
"The world government isn't stupid."
Chen Ye's gaze swept over the three of them.
"As long as we send a raiding party to break through the outer defenses, everything we've gathered today will be used for future purposes."
The atmosphere suddenly turned cold.
Vegapunk emerged from the shadows.
"This is not an ordinary outpost."
hoarse voice.
"It's the production line. The core of the global communications network. A revolutionary research library. All Seraphim Mother Terminals."
He pointed to the glowing area. His fingers were trembling.
"Losing one gun doesn't mean losing a few cannons or a few people."
"The entire system was uprooted. All the technology was copied by the world government."
Whitebeard and Shanks showed no signs of waning their fighting spirit.
There's a calculating look in his eyes.
The rear is empty. Even if we win on the front lines, it's still a loss.
Chen Ye looked at the three men in front of him.
He delivered his decision word by word.
"So sometimes all four of them go to the front lines."
Support yourself on the control panel with both hands. Lean forward.
One of you three must stay.
The control room was deathly silent.
Only the hum of the instruments remained.
The white-bearded man's wild laughter subsided. He set down the Murakumo-giri, its blade touching the ground.
Shanks removed his left hand from the hilt of the sword.
The dragon's brows furrowed tightly. The azure air currents stopped.
The three of them froze.
One person must remain.
You can't go to Elbaf.
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