Chapter 1092 The turmoil begins

Finally, he spoke slowly, with an indescribable heaviness in his voice: "Regarding this point, in this operation, we will activate a powerful force that is considered taboo."

"Forbidden power?" Marshal Zhan Guo's voice trembled slightly, his brows furrowed even tighter, and a trace of deep worry flashed in his eyes.

How terrifying is this forbidden power? Can it help the navy wipe out the Kuro Pirates in one fell swoop?

However, Bit Saint did not immediately explain Zhan Guo's question. He silently picked up the chess pieces on the table and placed them one by one on the huge sea map spread out in front of him.

The locations represented by those chess pieces are exactly the several crucial islands currently occupied by the Kuro Pirates!

As the chess pieces in Bit Saint's hand fell, familiar names were read out one by one from his mouth: "First is Banquet Island, followed by Brut Island, Thunder God Island, Comoros Island... and the eye-catching Cake Island!"

When he said this, Bitsheng suddenly paused. He held a chess piece in his hand and seemed a little hesitant.

After a while, he took a deep breath, and finally placed the chess piece gently on the sea chart, and said the last name: "And... Wano Country!"

The man pressed the chess piece in his hand heavily on the location marked "Wano Country" on the map. Seeing this, Zhan Guo showed an extremely shocked look on his face.

He widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "If Wano Country is really destroyed, then where should we go to find seastone next? After all, that is one of the important production areas of seastone!"

However, facing Zhan Guo's questioning, Bit Sheng remained expressionless, as if everything was within his expectations.

He just opened his mouth and said slowly: "Wano Country is not the only country in the world that produces seastone, but these ten islands must be destroyed at all costs!" His words were cold and firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

This unquestionable and unrefutable tough attitude fully demonstrates the Five Elders' firm determination to destroy these islands.

After hearing these words, Zhan Guo's face instantly became extremely gloomy and ugly.

It was clear that they had no intention of telling him everything. It looked like the navy would be discarded like cannon fodder again.

After a long while, he suppressed his anger and asked again: "In this case, when do we start the action?"

Bit Saint was silent for a moment, then replied in a voice without any emotion: "Three days later."

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The camera slowly pulled back like a slowly unfolding scroll, and finally stopped at the glorious and righteous Mary Joa.

However, in stark contrast, deep within this city lies an incredibly large cave.

More than 20,000 ragged, haggard slaves were roughly driven into this dark and damp place like a group of frightened sheep. The poor people were supervised by the well-trained agents of the CP organization and the naval soldiers with heavy weapons and grim expressions.

Suddenly, a steady and powerful sound of footsteps came from far away, as if every step could cause the ground to tremble slightly. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the tall and majestic figure of Saint Boris gradually appearing. This person who usually stands high and mighty came to this place full of filth and suffering in person.

Those slaves who didn't know what was going on looked at him with sorrowful expressions, their eyes showing fear and helplessness. Saint Boris looked gloomily at the group of trembling people in front of him, and then asked in a low and suppressed voice: "What's the situation?"

An agent of the CP organization stepped forward and replied respectfully: "Sir, according to your order, all the slaves in Mary Geoise have been gathered here."

Hearing this, Saint Pollis slowly turned around and stared coldly at the densely packed crowd of slaves in front of him that seemed to have no end.

After a brief pause, he took out a delicate and small Den Den Mushi from his arms.

"Captain Feigarand, everything is ready here." Saint Boris reported to the Den Den Mushi briefly and forcefully, and every word revealed his unquestionable determination. On the other end of the phone, a deep and majestic voice quickly responded: "Very good, you can evacuate here first."

Saint Boris quickly put away the Den Den Mushi, his eyes flashing with determination. He turned to look at the loyal agent captain and said in a low and serious voice: "Make sure to keep a good eye on these people. There must be no mistakes. This is our duty and our honor."

"Yes, sir!" The captain of the special agent stood up straight and answered loudly, his voice full of determination and fearlessness. He knew very well what kind of responsibility he was shouldering.

After finishing his instructions, Saint Boris turned around and left without looking back, leaving behind only his back figure that was getting farther and farther away, passing through the darkness like a flash of lightning. That back figure showed both determination and responsibility.

After carefully putting away the Den Den Mushi, Fegaland reached out without hesitation and pushed open the heavy door leading to Im's bedroom. With a muffled "creak", the door slowly opened, and an old and mysterious atmosphere came to his face, as if traveling through a thousand years of time, bringing Fegaland into an unknown realm.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then walked slowly and steadily towards the bedroom. Every step seemed to be stepping on the dust of history, making a slight rustling sound, which was the sound of time and the echo of history.

When he was not far from Yim, Feigaland stopped, knelt on his knees, and bowed his head. His voice echoed in the empty palace, and he said respectfully: "Lord Yim, the sacrifice has been prepared according to your request."

Hearing this, Yimu, who was sitting on the throne, nodded slightly. That simple action contained endless majesty and power. Her eyes were deep and mysterious, as if she could see through everything in the world.

Then, Yim slowly stood up, and the figure that was originally hidden in the darkness gradually appeared.

At that moment, the entire bedroom seemed to tremble, and the air was filled with an indescribable tension and anticipation.

At the same time, two strange green light sources suddenly emerged from her hands, like burning will-o'-the-wisp, emitting a frightening glow.

That light contains endless mystery and power, as if it can swallow up all darkness and illuminate the unknown realm.

Feigaland looked up and saw that Lord Im's figure looked even more mysterious under the green light.