Chapter 1258 An Unacceptable Situation

"Mary Geoise is destroyed. Doesn't that mean that the Five Elders really..."

Kizaru stood beside Aokiji, his eyes full of disbelief and shock, his mouth slightly open, muttering to himself.

Behind his iconic brown sunglasses, his wretched eyes trembled slightly due to the shock in his heart, and his face showed a hideous expression of shock.

He felt like he was nailed to the spot, with the image of Mary Geoise's former luxury and magnificence, as well as the Five Elders standing high above and in control of everything, constantly appearing in his mind.

He couldn't believe that Mary Geoise, the symbol of the absolute power core of the world government, was destroyed just like that. It was like an absurd nightmare.

"Not sure yet!" Zhan Guo's low voice interrupted him.

His brows were tightly furrowed into the shape of a "川" character, and his eyes revealed deep worry.

"The current situation is that we are unable to contact the Five Elders, but the situation is not necessarily as difficult as we thought."

He folded his arms across his chest, leaned forward slightly, and spoke in a serious and decisive tone.

He knew that at this critical moment, he must not panic, as nothing was yet determined. Even though he had a bad feeling in his heart, as a senior naval official, he had to remain calm and rational.

"In short, you must be careful."

He emphasized his tone and stared at the Den Den Mushi on the table.

Those sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the Den Den Mushi and stare directly at Aokiji and the other person.

"The navy you lead is the last justice in this world!"

Zhan Guo's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the two men.

He knew very well that the destruction of Marijoa would likely trigger a series of chain reactions, and the order of the entire world would face unprecedented challenges. The navy, as a force for maintaining world peace and justice, now shouldered an extremely heavy responsibility.

Aokiji's expression became extremely serious. Every line on his stern face seemed to be frozen, and his eyes revealed an unprecedented seriousness.

He just nodded slowly.

"I know what to do." Aokiji's voice was low and clear, as if every word was carefully considered, carrying an unquestionable power.

These brief words echoed in the silent room, and seemed to leave a faint lingering sound in the air.

Time passed quietly in the tense atmosphere. After more than ten minutes, the strange-looking Den Den Mushi ended its "call mission" and hung up after making a slight "sizzling" sound.

The atmosphere in the room became even more depressing. Aokiji and Kizaru just stood there quietly, like two silent statues, without a single word exchanged between them.

Their silence seemed like a tacit understanding, and it seemed as if they were thinking deep in their hearts about the serious situation they would face next.

At this moment, in another room, Sengoku was looking solemnly at the Den Den Mushi that had fallen into a deep sleep.

The quiet appearance of Den Den Mushi made Sengoku feel depressed, as if an invisible boulder was pressing heavily on his heart.

He frowned slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of worry and uneasiness, as if he had sensed an impending storm.

Just when this depressing atmosphere was almost suffocating, "Knock knock!" a crisp knock on the door suddenly broke the silence.

The knock on the door sounded particularly loud in the quiet office, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

"Come in." Zhan Guo's voice was low and majestic, carrying an irresistible force.

As soon as he finished speaking, a navy soldier rushed in like a gust of wind. His face was full of anxiety and panic, and his breathing became rapid due to running.

"Marshal, please go and have a look. The Den Den Mushi in the Intelligence Department are almost killed."

The Marine said breathlessly, his voice full of tension and fear.

Hearing this, Zhan Guo's expression instantly became solemn, and a hint of surprise and worry flashed in his eyes.

His brows were tightly furrowed together, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen at this moment.

It was as if an invisible shadow was covering his face, making him look even more serious and profound.

The Intelligence Department's Den Den Mushi carries countless important information. Now that such a situation has occurred, something extremely serious must have happened.

At this time, the telephone bug sounds at the Navy Headquarters came one after another, like a noisy and urgent piece of music.

Those Den Den Mushi have different shapes, some are showing their fangs and claws, some are curled up in a ball, and they keep making sharp calls, as if they are telling of the crises in various places.

The cries for help from various branches were transmitted through the Den Den Mushi, and the voices were full of anxiety and helplessness.

The continuous tsunamis are like roaring beasts, sweeping in with overwhelming force and submerging islands around the world.

Those originally beautiful and rich islands were now swallowed up by the surging sea. The houses on the islands were washed away, the trees were uprooted, and people were struggling and calling for help in the water. The scene was horrific.

The royal families of various countries were also calling for help from the navy through Den Den Mushi. Their voices were filled with fear and despair, as if they saw the end of the world coming.

The atmosphere in the lobby of the Navy Headquarters was so tense that it was suffocating. The faces of the generals were filled with anxiety and uneasiness. They gathered around the Den Den Mushi, listening carefully to the distress messages from all over the world, and quickly writing them down on paper with pens in their hands.

Some generals clenched their fists so tightly that their joints turned white from the force. They wished they could rush to the disaster-stricken areas immediately to save the people in dire straits. Some generals discussed countermeasures in a low voice, with firmness and determination revealed in their eyes.

In the intelligence department office filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere, Lieutenant General Aries was sitting at his desk with a worried look on his face. His brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was strangled by an invisible rope, and his eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

He slowly raised his hand and weakly pinched his eyebrows, trying to relieve the heavy pressure that was surging like a tide.

Every time I kneaded it, it was like I was silently fighting against the uneasiness and worry in my heart, but my frown could never relax.

At this suffocating moment of silence, the office door was slammed open, and Zhan Guo strode into the office of the Intelligence Department in a hurry.

His footsteps were quick and powerful, creating a small whirlwind that made the documents on the table rustle.

His face was full of anxiety and concern, and beads of sweat hung on his forehead. It was obvious that he had been running all the way here.