Chapter 131 Temporary Retreat

In the holy land of Marijoa, Im sat high on the mysterious and majestic throne, looking down at the world beneath his feet.

Yim's face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see his expression clearly, but his deep eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he could see through everything.

"They are indeed restless." Yim murmured in a low voice, his voice low and cold, as chilling as the abyss.

He had already obtained detailed information about Ye Fan's battle with the navy, as well as news that the Five Elders had taken action personally.

Beside Yim, one of the Five Elders bowed his head respectfully and reported: "Lord Yim, the Five Elders have already launched operations on the front line, but the situation is not optimistic. Ye Fan and his alliance are far more powerful than expected."

Im nodded slightly and looked into the distance, as if he saw the fierce battle on the battlefield through the void.

He knew that Ye Fan's emergence and rise posed a huge threat to the world government. And this moment was the critical moment to determine the future situation.

"Order all CP0 agents to go out in full force to assist the Five Elders in controlling the situation." Yim ordered coldly, with unquestionable majesty in his voice. "Also, start preparations for the 'ultimate weapon'."

One of the Five Elders was slightly startled, but soon regained his composure. He knew that Im's decisions were always decisive and ruthless, and any compromise or hesitation was intolerable when it came to the safety of the World Government.

"Yes, Lord Yim." The Five Elders responded respectfully, then quickly left the throne hall to carry out Yim's orders.

Yimu sat alone on the throne, the air around him seemed to be frozen. There was no wavering in his heart, as if everything was under his control.

"Ye Fan," Yim whispered to himself, with a cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes, "You are destined to be unable to shake the order of this world."

Every corner of the holy land of Marijoa is filled with a tense atmosphere.

The top officials of the World Government were busy dealing with various urgent matters, and battle reports from the front lines kept coming through the communicators.

Everyone knows that this battle is not only about the victory or defeat of the navy and pirates, but also about the future of the world government.

On the mysterious and lofty throne, Im watched everything quietly, like a god observing with cold eyes.

He knew very well that no matter how the war situation changed, the final victory would belong to him and to this world controlled by him.

On the front battlefield, there was continuous artillery fire and thick smoke. The pirate alliance led by Ye Fan was fighting fiercely with the huge bodies of the Five Elder Stars after their transformation.

The two sides fought back and forth, and the aftermath of the battle shook the world. However, as time went on, Ye Fan and others gradually felt their physical strength depleted.

Ye Fan waved the weapon in his hand, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

His eyes were still firm, but he knew in his heart that it would be extremely disadvantageous for them if they continued to attack. Kaido, Esdeath and other strong men also felt this invisible pressure. Every confrontation made them spend a lot of physical strength and energy.

"Ye Fan, we can't delay any longer." Kaido said in a deep voice, with the flames of fighting flashing in his eyes, but his tone revealed a hint of anxiety.

Ye Fan clenched his fists and scanned the battlefield with sharp eyes.

He understood Kaido's concerns and knew that retreat was the wisest option at the moment. Although they were unwilling, they had to retreat temporarily for the sake of future victory.

"Everyone, prepare to retreat!" Ye Fan ordered loudly. His voice penetrated the noise of the battlefield and reached the ears of every companion.

Esdeath and others responded quickly to the order and organized a retreat.

Although they were extremely unwilling, they knew that Ye Fan's decision was for the future of the entire alliance.

The rhythm of the battle began to change. Ye Fan and others gradually withdrew from the front battlefield, maintaining a defensive formation to prevent enemy pursuit.

After the transformation, the huge bodies of the Five Elders still looked extremely powerful on the battlefield, but they also saw the intentions of Ye Fan and others.

Although they were unwilling to let the other side retreat easily, the Five Elders also knew that it was not easy to completely defeat these strong men in a short period of time.

Ye Fan led the alliance to evacuate quickly. After several battles, they finally left the center of the battlefield. Looking at the enemy gradually moving away, Ye Fan felt a little disappointed, but more of a firm belief.

"This is just a temporary retreat," Ye Fan muttered to himself, looking into the distance with a determined gaze, "Next time, we will definitely come back and take back the victory that belongs to us!"

He knew very well that this battle was only part of a long war and the future outcome was still uncertain.

They need to adjust their tactics, recover their strength, and meet new challenges again. Ye Fan's heart is full of fighting spirit, and he believes that under his leadership, the alliance will eventually usher in the dawn of victory.

The smoke of the battlefield gradually dissipated, and Ye Fan and others disappeared from sight.

The Five Elders stood on the battlefield, staring into the distance with cold eyes.

Although they did not completely defeat the enemy this time, they also knew that this battle was just the beginning. Future wars would be even more cruel and fierce.

However, what happened next was beyond Ye Fan's expectations. He never expected that even an alliance like theirs would be ambushed by someone while they were leaving.

This person was none other than Blackbeard and his crew, whom Ye Fan had easily defeated in Alabasta.

However, the opponent at this time was obviously very powerful, and the people around him were all masters of Push City.