Chapter 1948 Battle of the North Sea (92)

After all, compared to winning Lord Im's trust, what is a mere Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit!

Piet Saint pondered this, and suddenly his mind became clear.

"Hmm...that's a good idea, but unfortunately we'll have to wait until Aokiji and Akainu have settled their differences before making a decision!"

Vocuri Saint immediately echoed this.

Upon hearing this, Saint Nasshoulang and Saint Satan both turned their gazes toward Saint Vochuli.

However, the saint of Vocuri remained expressionless and composed, as if he were completely detached from the matter.

Seeing this, the two exchanged a glance and then turned their attention to the other two.

He only felt a little relieved when the other two did not express any objection.

The two of them already had a plan in mind.

Whoever raised the question should be responsible for solving it.

Then, Saint Nasshoulang and Saint Satan exchanged a knowing glance.

In an instant, they understood each other perfectly: Saint Nassuro would be responsible for dealing with the Navy; while Saint Satan would provide powerful assistance—not only would he need a super-strong fighter to help him, but he would also need to bring out an extremely precious Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit.

"Alright, let's move on to the next topic!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat heavy and silent, Mazsan made a decisive move, stepped forward, and took the initiative to speak, breaking the suffocating deadlock.

The Five Elders then continued to discuss other matters, but most of them were just trivial and insignificant things.

The vast majority of those requesting aid came from member states of the World Government in the remote North Sea region.

Faced with so many requests for help, the five elders unanimously chose to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear.

After all the miscellaneous tasks were settled, the five elders rose to take their leave and went their separate ways.

Only Satan Saint did not hesitate at all and strode directly toward his own clan.

Along the way, countless Celestial Dragons looked at him with great awe and respectfully bowed and greeted him.

And so, surrounded by the crowd, Saint Satan swaggered into the family's treasure trove, which contained endless riches.

Upon entering, one is greeted by mountains of gold and silver treasures, a dazzling and breathtaking sight.

It is no exaggeration to say that even the four walls of this treasure trove are made of pure gold.

If Charlotte could personally experience everything that was happening before her eyes, she would probably feel incredibly ashamed and inferior.

After all, the sheer amount of gold piled up in this treasure trove might even dwarf the gold on the Sky Island.

Never underestimate the enormous wealth accumulated by any of the Five Elders who have been in power for over eight hundred years!

It's important to understand that when Saint Satan, one of the leaders of the World Government, is in charge of distributing the golden treasures in the sky each year, even if only a tiny bit leaks from his fingertips, it's an astronomical figure that's simply unattainable for an ordinary small country!

That said, Satan Saint walked all the way to the innermost, most secluded and deepest part of the treasure vault.

And in this place, an old and simple table stands quietly.

On that table, three mysterious treasure boxes, completely covered by the dust of time, were neatly arranged, seemingly untouched for a very long time.

"The time has come for you to appear before the world once again!"

As soon as those words left his mouth, Saint Satan reached out and opened the lid of one of the treasure boxes without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, inside the treasure box, as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years had awakened, lay a strange Devil Fruit that emitted a faint earthy yellow light.

This Devil Fruit looks like a ripe banana, but unlike a regular banana, its surface is covered with dense, crisscrossing white lines, like a spider web.

"I really don't want to take you out unless I have no other choice!"

Saint Satan murmured to himself, then gently opened the exquisite and mysterious wooden box in front of him.

As the lid was lifted, a strange and pungent odor filled the air, as if distorting the entire space.

He carefully reached out and took out the Devil Fruit that emitted an eerie glow.

The fruit was completely black, like the deepest darkness in the night sky, and its surface was covered with hideous and terrifying patterns that sent chills down one's spine.

Satan Saint stared at the Devil Fruit in his hand, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

This Devil Fruit was a treasure he had obtained after going through countless hardships, but now he had to take it out, which he was really reluctant to do. However, there was no other choice now.

He took a deep breath, slowly closed the box, and held it tightly in his hand.

Then he turned around and left the treasure vault with firm steps.

Along the way, his mood grew heavier and heavier, as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing down on him.

Not long after, Satan Saint arrived at CP headquarters.

The area is heavily guarded, with various advanced defensive facilities and soldier patrols all around.

But when he stepped through the headquarters gates, the guards saluted him, showing their respect for this high-ranking figure.

Upon entering the lobby of CP headquarters, five figures were already standing quietly there.

They were dressed in uniform black uniforms, their postures were as straight as pine trees, and their expressions were serious and earnest, giving people a sense of invincibility.

Satan Saint's gaze swept over the five people, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

These five are the most powerful members of CP0. Each of them possesses terrifying strength, having even reached the peak of the Quasi-Admiral level, just one step away from becoming a true Admiral!

Since the era of Rocks, it has weathered countless storms and vicissitudes, witnessing the rise and fall of the four legendary pirates, the Pirate King, and the Three Emperors.

In just a few decades, the CP organization has suffered heavy blows and its talent pool has been almost completely depleted.

They had suffered brutal killings from various forces: first, they were killed by Rocks, then by Whitebeard, and later they could not escape the pursuit of Roger and Charlotte, and even the Revolutionary Army launched a siege and massacre against them.

Such a brutal battle lasted for decades, and one can imagine the immense pressure and pain that the CP organization endured.

Today, the once-glorious CP organization is no longer what it used to be, with only a handful of people barely managing to maintain its facade.