#266 - Chapter 266 The Five Elders’ Urge - One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger.

The sea breeze howled.

The battleships executing the Buster Call were all in position.

The World Government's flag fluttered in the wind.

On the deck of each warship stood a vice admiral, their faces expressionless as they looked at Ohara before them, gazing at the massive Tree of Omniscience.

"Reporting, Vice Admiral, the voice coming from the island seems to be that of the famous Dr. Clover!"

A marine soldier ran up to Kuzan, saluting as he reported.

Kuzan frowned slightly and nodded, signaling him to continue.

"He seems to want the residents of the island to leave as soon as possible."

The soldier continued his report.

"Should we let the civilians pass?"

The vice admirals present were somewhat conflicted by this question.

Deep down, they hoped to let the civilians leave, but the Buster Call was issued by the 'Five Elders,' and they didn't have the authority to make a decision.

The vice admirals exchanged glances, each revealing hesitation and helplessness in their eyes.

Kuzan listened to the clamor coming from the island, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart.

His eyes occasionally swept across the distant sea, trying to find Jin'an's figure.

Could it be that Jin'an's plan had failed?

Or were the people on the island unwilling to leave?

He leaned towards the latter, because Jin'an never failed.

"Sakazuki, what should we do next?"

One of the vice admirals looked at Sakazuki beside him, his tone tinged with unease.

Sakazuki stood at the bow of the ship, his face still wearing a stern expression.

He didn't answer immediately, but quietly looked at the Tree of Omniscience on the island, a trace of complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

After a moment, he took the cigar out of his mouth and said slowly:

"Orders are orders, no matter what happens on the island, we must execute them."

He had received direct instructions from the 'Five Elders': leave no one alive on Ohara.

Kuzan's heart sank when he heard this.

He knew Sakazuki was right, but the inner conflict couldn't be calmed.

He looked into the distance, silently praying that Jin'an could successfully complete his plan.

"Everyone, prepare."

Sakazuki raised his voice, his eyes sweeping over the soldiers on the deck.

"We have our duties, no matter what we face, we must complete our mission."

Just then, Kuzan's gaze suddenly focused on small black dots on the island.

They were the figures of the island's residents, approaching the coast from various parts of the island.

Kuzan frowned, the anxiety in his heart slowly deepening.

Those living on the island had never imagined that the whispers they had suddenly heard would become a reality.

They looked at the navy, who were already prepared, and realized that time was running out, but most people didn't understand the true purpose of these navy soldiers.

Most of those who remained on the island were thugs and the like, who usually didn't care about what happened on the island, and the previous reminders were ignored.

"The arrival of the warships must be because someone on the island offended the navy, we'll hand him over, and the matter will be over."

"That's right, who is it! Step forward yourself, don't force me to do it!"

"That's right, for everyone's sake, go and turn yourself in."

"I feel like it's those scholars, they're always so arrogant, it wouldn't be strange if they offended someone!"

"......"

The people gathered on the coast began to clamor, the sound waves rising higher and higher.

However, upon their observation, there was no trace of the scholars around, and even few people had arrived at the coast, most of them were people who usually gathered to have fun.

"Where are those scholars? Where did they all go?"

A thug asked anxiously.

Another person looked into the distance, a trace of panic in his eyes:

"Could it be that they all left in advance?"

An atmosphere of unease began to permeate the crowd.

The scholars, who usually thought highly of themselves, had now disappeared without a trace, which made the people left on the island feel even more uneasy.

A thug walked to the front and kicked a stone on the beach hard, angrily saying:

"They must have known something long ago, they escaped themselves, leaving us here to die!"

"Damn it, if only I had listened to that whisper!"

Another thug scratched his head in frustration, his eyes full of regret.

Panic gradually spread among the crowd, and some people began to try to escape, but they knew it was too late now.

The warships were already approaching, and there was no escape for them.

Time passed by, and the navy warships got closer and closer.

Kuzan finally made up his mind, walked up to Sakazuki, and said in a low voice:

"Sakazuki, can we wait a little longer, give them some time?"

Sakazuki glanced at him coldly, his voice icy:

"Are you questioning the order, Kuzan?"

Kuzan was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head.

He knew that no matter how conflicted he was, the order could not be violated.

Just then, the people on the island split into two groups.

One group began to frantically look for transportation to leave the island, trying to escape the impending disaster.

The other group angrily walked towards the transmission room, where Dr. Clover's voice continued to be heard.

They were determined to get an explanation from this old man.

In their minds, at the very least, they would tie up the old man and send him to the navy, so that the navy would leave.

In the broadcast, Dr. Clover's voice continued to come:

"Coincidentally, the hundred years of the Void Century, which is eight hundred years ago, was exactly when the World Government was born."

"If the enemy of the people who were eliminated is the World Government, then the hundred years of the Void Century should be history that was erased by the World Government because it was unfavorable to them."

"Through the interpretation of ancient documents and several Poneglyphs, we have finally discovered the existence of a certain kingdom."

"......"

Those who walked towards the transmission room had faces full of anger and anxiety, they quickly passed through the island's paths, their footsteps particularly abrupt in the silent air.

The leading thug waved his hand, signaling the others to follow.

Their hearts were full of anger, feeling that these scholars' research had dragged them into the abyss.

"This old man is still talking nonsense!"

One thug said through gritted teeth.

"We have to shut him up and hand him over to the navy!"

"Yes, he's the one who harmed us like this!"

Another thug echoed, his face full of ferocity.

They got closer and closer, and the outline of the transmission room gradually became clear.

"This old man is crazy!" one thug said angrily, "He's asking for death!"

On the warship, Sakazuki stood at the front of the deck, his eyes coldly watching Ohara in the distance.

His figure was as solid as an iron tower, the wind blowing his cloak of justice, rustling.

The surrounding soldiers nervously carried out their respective tasks, the air filled with a depressing atmosphere.