Chapter 1257: Bad News Continues

Various opinions and voices intertwined, as if a fierce storm was raging in the conference room.

Aokiji watched them arguing with a gloomy face. He crossed his arms across his chest, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.

He knew that whether this matter was true or false, it would have a huge impact on the navy.

If it is true, then the world is over; if it is false, the result of the battle must be known as soon as possible.

"This is most likely true." Suddenly, Kizaru said with a slightly affirmative tone.

His voice was not loud, but it was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the originally noisy situation.

The arguing crowd immediately stopped and looked at him, their eyes filled with surprise and confusion.

Aokiji also looked at him, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Kizaru stood up slowly, the half-smile on his face gone, replaced by a serious expression.

"When I fought the Red Earl, he was in a very bad condition. I could clearly feel that he was very exhausted. He must have been in a fierce battle."

"But the strange thing is, after he saw me, his first reaction was to keep me here. The look in his eyes and his aura didn't show any panic of a loser at all."

"I stood in front of him, and he just stared at me straight, as if I was in his pocket. He exuded a kind of confidence, as if he didn't take me seriously at all."

Kizaru frowned, still feeling frightened when he recalled the scene at that time.

"From this, it can be seen that the Kuro Pirates may have won this incident."

Kizaru concluded, his voice low and serious.

After Kizaru finished speaking, everyone around him frowned, and their originally calm expressions instantly became tense.

Fear gradually appeared on their faces, which was the fear of the powerful strength of the Kuro Pirates.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with worry.

Seeing this, Aokiji quickly spoke up to break the depressing atmosphere.

He cleared his throat and tried to make his voice sound calmer: "The situation is still unclear, this is just a guess. Who knows, maybe the Kuro Pirates did not win, and the Five Elders just temporarily withdrew. Maybe they have other plans and deliberately retreated first, waiting for the right time to come back."

Aokiji spoke loudly, trying to make his analysis sound more credible.

Everyone present was not a fool. They all knew that once the World Government stepped in, there would be only two possible situations.

Either the enemies were forced to flee in panic, abandoning their weapons and armor, or they were directly arrested and imprisoned in the gloomy and terrifying Impel Down, never to be able to escape.

There is no possibility of retreat.

After all, the World Government has strong power and huge resources. Once they are determined to deal with an enemy, they will never give up easily.

What's more, the Knights of God are present.

The Knights of God are the trump card force of the World Government, and every member has extraordinary strength.

With them around, the enemy has no room to resist, and retreat is even more impossible.

Everyone knew that Aokiji said this only to comfort everyone, but they were all aware of the severity of the situation.

Just when everyone was wondering what to do, the Den Den Mushi on Kizaru suddenly rang at an inopportune time.

The sudden ringing of the bell was like a sharp sword, instantly cutting through the quarrel in the conference room.

Kizaru quickly took out the small Den Den Mushi from his pocket and answered the call with a light tap of his finger. On the other end of the line came the weak voice of Marshal Sengoku: "Kizaru, Aokiji is with you, right?"

"Marshal, are you awake?"

"Well, I woke up after the surgery."

"I have something to tell you, where's Aokiji?"

Seeing this, Aokiji immediately realized the seriousness of the matter, and he quickly said, "Marshal Sengoku, I am holding a meeting with everyone in the conference room."

His voice was steady and powerful, trying to calm everyone's uneasy hearts.

Marshal Sengoku was slightly stunned on the other end of the phone, as if he did not expect Aokiji to respond so directly.

After a moment of silence, his weak voice sounded again: "Let them leave first, I have orders for you two."

The lieutenant admirals in the conference room were all smart people. They all realized something, so they found excuses to leave the conference room, leaving only Kizaru and Aokiji with solemn faces.

After everyone had left, Aokiji asked, "Marshal, can you tell me what mission you have now?"

Marshal Sengoku on the other end of the Den Den Mushi hesitated for a moment, as if he was choosing his words.

Finally, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "Mary Joa is gone."

This sentence was like a blockbuster bomb, instantly exploding in the ears of Kizaru and Aokiji!

"Mary Geoise is gone?" Kizaru and Aokiji exclaimed almost at the same time.

Their faces were filled with shock and disbelief, as if they had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

However, Marshal Zhan Guo's heavy and firm voice told them that all this was true.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the conference room became extremely heavy.

Kizaru and Aokiji looked at each other and saw the same shock in each other's eyes.

"Well... this was done by that Thor guy. Morgans guy personally sent the photos."

Zhan Guo frowned, his tone full of anger and helplessness, and every word seemed to carry sparks, as if it could ignite the surrounding air as soon as it came out.

When this matter was mentioned, Zhan Guo felt a nameless anger rushing from the bottom of his heart to his forehead, burning his eyes red and the blue veins on his forehead bulged out like twisted little snakes, as if they would burst at any time.

Recalling the scene at that time, when he fell into a coma due to the operation, a sharp whistle suddenly came from the sky.

When everyone looked up, they saw an enormous golden eagle descending from the sky like a dark cloud, covering the entire sky and blocking out the sun.

The golden eagle's feathers were like golden steel, flashing with cold light, and each feather was as sharp as a blade.

Around the golden eagle, a group of albatrosses gathered tightly like loyal guards, flapping their broad wings violently in the air, bringing up gusts of wind.

Morgans was sitting on the back of the golden eagle with a disgusting and smug smile on his face, as if a malicious demon had suddenly descended.

The sailors who stayed behind at the naval headquarters immediately felt like they were facing a formidable enemy when they saw this.

They quickly gathered together, with determination flashing in their eyes and weapons tightly grasped in their hands, and launched the attack without hesitation.

The sound of gunfire rang out like thunder, and bullets rained down on the golden eagles and albatrosses.

However, the remaining naval forces were limited in strength.

Alan immediately transformed into a human-beast form and fell to the ground, holding a huge blade, and his body was like a god of war, enduring the hail of bullets.

As he swung the giant blade in his hand, a cold light flashed, and every swing could take the lives of several naval soldiers.

Amid the flash of swords and sabers, enemies fell to the ground one after another, and blood splattered everywhere like a fountain, dyeing the ground beneath their feet red.

By the time the large navy force heard the noise and rushed over, Alan once again turned into a golden eagle and flew high into the sky.

Morgans calmly took out a stack of photos from his arms and threw them down with force.

The photos fluttered down in the air like a group of ominous black butterflies.

Morgans yelled at the top of his voice: "The Navy is finished! The Navy is finished!"

That sharp sound echoed over the Navy Headquarters like a piercing alarm.

Then he patted Alan under him, and the golden eagle let out a long roar, flapped its wings and flew high, carrying Morgans and the group of albatrosses quickly into the clouds, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Leaving behind a group of hateful navy men.

After they picked up the photos on the ground and saw the content on them, everyone no longer cared about being angry.

The navy was suddenly in chaos.

They could only quickly report the matter to Lieutenant General Aries outside the ward.

In desperation, without caring about anything else, he had to order the doctor to wake up the unconscious Marshal Zhan Guo immediately.

When Zhan Guo opened his eyes dazedly and saw the photos in front of him, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and he almost died.

The terrifying ball of lightning in the photo annihilated the entire Marijoa!

Seeing the destruction of Marijoa, Sengoku suddenly felt that the navy had reached the final moment of life and death!

Upon seeing this, the navy's medical staff immediately became panic-stricken.

They quickly surrounded Zhan Guo, with a hint of panic in their eyes.

One of the medical staff quickly took out three medicines from the medicine box, skillfully pushed the medicine into the syringe, and then injected it into Zhan Guo's body without hesitation.

The medicine slowly flowed into Zhan Guo's blood vessels, and his face gradually regained some color, and his body slowly stabilized.

He was thinking about how to solve the current desperate situation.