#479 - Chapter 479 Pacifist
In a somewhat dilapidated hall in Mary Geoise,
the Five Elders gathered once again, the atmosphere among them as heavy as the sky before a storm.
Light streamed through the high windows, outlining their troubled faces.
Izanbaron V. Nusjuro Saint sat to one side, his face pale, as if the aftermath of battle still raged within him.
His voice was dry and low: "What's the bounty amount?"
An elder slowly raised his head, a sharp glint in Jaygarcia Saturn Saint's eyes: "5 billion Berries, I suppose."
"What's the charge?" Izanbaron V. Nusjuro Saint pressed, his tone laced with unease and longing.
"Rebellion against the World Government," Jaygarcia Saturn Saint declared, each word resounding.
The other Five Elders nodded silently, their hatred for Jin-An growing fiercer.
In their hearts, Jin-An was no longer an ordinary Marine Admiral, but a traitor, someone who had completely abandoned their faith.
A deep sense of unease arose in their hearts: such a powerful enemy, if not dealt with soon, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Izanbaron V. Nusjuro Saint sighed softly in his heart. Such a powerful fellow had now become a hidden danger, and to be honest, they regretted it.
However, within him, a mixture of unwillingness and fear seemed to surge.
He understood that every move Jin-An made was a challenge to their authority.
And so, the world's most dangerous man—Jin-An—brilliantly appeared on the bounty posters.
"Well, that's that. But how to deal with him... we need to think about it more..."
The elder's voice sounded again, but with a hint of resentment.
The atmosphere of the discussion became even more severe. The Five Elders looked at each other, secretly weighing their options.
Jin-An had already torn off the mask; they could no longer retreat and had to find a countermeasure.
At this moment, they were like being in a whirlpool, with the surrounding storms threatening to sweep them away at any moment.
"We need to prepare a larger operation," Shepherd Ju Peter Saint finally spoke, his tone firm, pointing directly to the core issue. "We can't let him continue to run rampant!"
As these words fell, everyone's eyes instantly focused together, a secret consensus permeating the atmosphere.
They knew that if they didn't make plans soon, Jin-An would become their biggest nightmare.
Meanwhile, Izanbaron V. Nusjuro Saint, though his face was gaunt, was secretly pondering.
Jin-An's strength was growing stronger and stronger. Did this mean they needed to change their original strategy?
Or, perhaps, take more extreme measures to protect themselves?
These chaotic thoughts swirled in his mind, like a ship swaying in a storm, unable to find peace.
"How is Vegapunk doing?"
Topman Warcury Saint asked in a deep voice, his eyes sharp, as if searching for some comfort.
"The Pacifistas are completely manufactured," Jaygarcia Saturn Saint replied, his voice calm but slightly hurried.
His fingers tapped unconsciously on the table, as if finding a rhythm for his excited mood.
"And because we obtained samples from Shiki and the others, upgraded versions are also in production."
A sinister glint flashed in Jaygarcia Saturn Saint's eyes, as if foreseeing the upcoming feast.
The atmosphere of the discussion became increasingly tense, but this was just the tip of the iceberg. Deeper conspiracies and calculations were constantly emerging in the minds of the Five Elders.
They spoke in low voices, with undercurrents surging, as if paving an irreversible path for the future war.
"We need more samples, especially the blood of those pirates," Shepherd Ju Peter Saint said with a cold smile, his eyes filled with calculating fanaticism.
He waved his hand, as if sketching a grand blueprint.
"As long as we master their genes, we can create countless loyal war machines."
The others present nodded, their inner unease masked by fanatical expectations.
Everyone knew that if this plan was successfully implemented, they would reshape the entire world order.
"Jin-An's defection is just the beginning. The real challenge lies in how to use the chaos he has brought," Marcus Mars Saint's eyes were deep, his thoughts surging like a tide.
He thought of the enemies lurking in the shadows and the coming storm, and felt a faint sense of unease in his heart, yet he could not suppress his inner fanaticism.
"If we can control Jin-An's power..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but the ambition revealed in his words was already clearly visible.
Every word was like a sharp blade, severing the last of their sanity.
A flame of unease burned in the hearts of the Five Elders; they were about to step into an even more dangerous game.
As the discussion deepened, the voices of the Five Elders gradually lowered, but their hearts were silently brewing a bigger conspiracy.
In this turbulent era, their choices would affect the fate of countless people, and all of this seemed to be under their control.
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Jin-An sat quietly in the ship's cabin, the dim candlelight reflecting on his solemn face.
He held a report he had just received in his hand, his eyes slowly scanning every word on the paper, pondering in his heart.
Vegapunk's message was like a sharp knife, cutting through the tense relationship between him and the Five Elders.
"'Seraphim' created using the genes of Shiki and the others..."
He muttered to himself, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
All of this was within his expectations. His communication with Vegapunk made him more aware of the World Government's movements than anyone else.
"Interesting..."
He said softly, his eyes flashing with excitement.
A strong fighting spirit instantly surged in Jin-An's heart, as if foreseeing the upcoming game.
He knew that the Five Elders were playing with fire, and he was the one who could ignite the flames.
At that moment, he stood up, took a deep breath, and thought about his next actions.
His fingertips gently stroked the report, feeling the infinite possibilities contained within.
If this "Seraphim" plan could be successfully implemented, it would definitely change the entire situation, and he needed to prepare for it.
"They are too confident and don't realize they are walking into a trap," Jin-An said with a raised corner of his mouth, his face full of confidence and ruthlessness.
Although the Five Elders were discussing how to use his power, he had already seen through it all.
He would expose their conspiracies one by one and push them into deeper despair.
"It's time to show them the real power."
He murmured in his heart, his eyes firm and powerful, as if he had already seen the victory in the future.
Jin-An walked out of the cabin, his steps steady and calm, the turmoil in his heart no longer fear, but an unprecedented expectation.
His every step was moving towards victory, quietly waiting for that moment to come.
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