Chapter 549: Hidden Place, Undercurrent
In the deepest and most secretive dark corner of this world, Blackbeard's figure stood quietly like a shadow swallowing up the light.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, flashing with a strange light, as if they could see through everything.
His broad back loomed over the entire room, and as he hummed a discordant melody, the air in the room became oppressive and dull.
This is an abandoned underground city, and the dim firelight illuminates the rough walls around it.
The mottled cracks on the marble seem to record the secrets of countless years.
This place has become Blackbeard's most secret base - a hell wiped off the map.
"Hey hey hey..."
Blackbeard laughed, his voice hoarse and low.
He stood in front of a long table, clutching an ancient map taken from the World Government's treasury.
Every stroke on the map seems to be telling a long-forgotten history.
"As long as there is light in this world, there will be darkness, and I am the embodiment of darkness!"
He looked up, his eyes revealing an undisguised fanaticism, and then he slammed his fist on the table, causing dust to fly everywhere.
At the other end of the room, rows of figures stood motionless.
These people were his newly recruited men, all of them had cold eyes, muscular bodies, and were filled with murderous intent.
They are the most vicious desperadoes in the world, but they are willing to submit to Blackbeard because he can give them everything they desire - wealth, power, and endless opportunities.
The wealth swept in from the World Government's treasury piled up like a mountain, and the brilliance of gold, silver and jewelry made the walls dazzling.
Blackbeard transformed these resources into tangible power.
His army has surpassed the size of any country and is even comparable to the top forces.
In a huge training ground, thousands of fighters are undergoing hellish training.
They wore uniform black armor with a skull and crossbones symbolizing Blackbeard embroidered on their chests.
The clanging of swords mixed with roars, the momentum was like a volcano about to erupt.
"Hehehe... With these powers, plus my Dark-Dark Fruit and Rubber Fruit, who in this world can stop me?"
Blackbeard slowly walked to the edge of the training ground, watching everything with a ferocious smile on his lips.
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As night fell, Blackbeard gathered his core cadres.
Surrounding the long table were his most trusted and capable men.
Morfitler tapped the table with his fingers, his expression grim:
"Boss, where should we attack next?"
"Hey, hey, don't be impatient."
Blackbeard casually threw a grape into his mouth, chewed it, and spat the seeds on the ground.
“That guy Jin’an, his fame has skyrocketed since the battle of Elbaf.
He's a nuisance, but wouldn't it be better for us if the World Government and he were both defeated?"
Vander Dykins held a glass of wine and said softly:
"Sir, we have learned some of Mary Geoise's secrets. If used properly, we can completely contain Im."
Blackbeard's eyes lit up slightly, and then he waved his hand:
“Hehehe, don’t be impatient, wait until they bite hard enough, then we can pick up the ready-made ones.
As for Yim...sooner or later I will have to make peace with her."
Blackbeard's laughter echoed in the room, and his shadow was projected on the wall, huge and distorted, as if the whole world could not bear his ambition.
He knew that he had just begun. When the time was right, the order of the world would be completely overturned, and he would be the one standing on the throne of darkness.
"Hehehe...get ready, the truth of this world is about to be revealed."
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The palace of Marijoa looked particularly splendid under the cover of night, with thousands of lights embellishing this symbol of power like a paradise on earth.
In the spacious hall, the magnificent decorations and the snow-white stone pillars complement each other, and the air is filled with a subtle tension and expectation.
The kings and nobles of the member countries of the World Government, as well as the rulers of the underworld, gathered in twos and threes, holding exquisite wine glasses in their hands, pretending to chat, but in fact everyone's eyes were quietly scanning the center of the palace.
“Dang…Dang…Dang~~~”
Suddenly, the sound of a deep bell echoed over the palace.
Along with the solemn music, the door slowly opened.
The new Five Elders walked slowly out from the shadows and gradually appeared in everyone's sight.
Every step they took was on the smooth ground, but it seemed to be stepping on everyone's heart, making people hold their breath involuntarily.
"Crash..."
Applause rang out the moment the Five Elder Stars appeared, starting with a few sporadic applause, and then sweeping across the entire palace like a tide.
The applause was filled with awe and also mixed with an unignorable fear.
Walking in front was a tall man with graying temples but a stern face.
As his eyes swept around, all conversations suddenly stopped.
The aura he exuded was like a sharp blade ready to strike, which could easily cut off any disrespectful glances.
Behind him, the other four men were each majestic.
Some wore helmets and armor, their shoulders were as broad as mountains, like giants born for battle;
Some people were dressed in long robes, had a cold temperament, but their eyes were as sharp as a hawk;
There were also people wearing simple casual clothes and smiling, but that smile was chilling, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.
The five people stood side by side, like an insurmountable mountain range, making the gate behind them look as small as a mayfly.
"Are they the new Five Elders?" A king standing in the corner whispered to his followers, his voice trembling slightly.
"Yes, sir," the attendant whispered, "I heard that their backgrounds are even more unfathomable than the previous generation, and each of them has extraordinary strength."
In the circle of the underground world, Morganus held a wine glass and looked at the Five Elder Stars with a hidden gaze.
He lowered his voice and smacked his lips softly: "This momentum is even more frightening than those five old guys before."
Stussy snorted coldly, but a playful smile appeared on her pretty face:
"It's just a bunch of old wolves in new clothes, still the same old tricks of the World Government."
Despite her disdainful tone, her eyes never left the Five Elders, and the depth of her eyes was incomprehensible.
The leader of the Five Elders walked towards the center of the palace. On the platform hung a huge emblem symbolizing the World Government.
He raised his hand, the applause stopped abruptly, and silence enveloped the entire palace.
"Thank you all for coming." His voice was low but loud, echoing in the towering dome.
"A new era has arrived. The world's order needs to be updated, and we are the ones who will bring this order."
His eyes swept over everyone, as if to confirm who was an ally and who was an enemy. The silence of just a few seconds made countless people break out in cold sweat.
Although Jinan's name was not mentioned in this speech, everyone present knew it.
His existence was like a sword hanging over Mary Joa's head. No one dared to look directly at him, but no one could ignore him.
Pierclot took a sip of wine and whispered:
"The new Five Elders are here. It looks like this game is going to be even more interesting."
Feld smiled slightly and stroked the wine glass in his hand:
"Yes, I'm afraid there will be a bigger storm next."
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