#1470 - Chapter 1480: The Battle of Marineford (Part 92)

However, just as everyone was agreeing, Saint Mars, who had been silent until now, finally spoke slowly: "Gentlemen, the most pressing matter at hand is probably to consider how to effectively support the Navy! After all, the Navy is currently facing unprecedented pressure. If we can't provide timely assistance, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

As Saint Mars's words fell, the others who had been fiercely discussing how to blockade the New World fell silent and began to rethink specific plans to aid the Navy.

Saint Saturn, with a solemn expression, said: "Now, Whitebeard, Tesla, Rayleigh, and Rachel have gathered four individuals with admiral-level combat power. Not to mention the unfathomable Napoleon. With such a powerful lineup, it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven for our Navy to achieve its goal this time!"

The goal he spoke of was to completely annihilate the Whitebeard Pirates.

To eliminate Whitebeard himself, the entire Whitebeard Pirates, and even Ace, who inherited Roger's bloodline!

Upon hearing this, Saint Nasujuro was furious and roared through gritted teeth: "It's all Warring States' fault! If he hadn't stubbornly refused to hand over that fellow named Law to Tesla in order to maintain the so-called face of the Navy, how could so many complications have arisen? Hmph, if things had gone smoothly from the start, even if there was one more Rayleigh, it wouldn't pose the slightest threat to our Navy!"

At this moment, Saint Mars frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Judging from the current situation, relying solely on Kizaru, Aokiji, Akainu, and Garp is still not enough to ensure complete success. I suggest we quickly dispatch more combat power to reinforce them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other four exchanged glances, understanding each other's intentions.

In the end, Saint Mars broke the silence and slowly said: "The matter has come to this, there is no other way. We can only go and meet that person and ask the God's Guard to take action. After all, given the current situation, it is not appropriate for us to take risks again!"

After speaking, the five nodded silently in agreement.

Subsequently, the five people stood up slowly in unison, their faces tense, their expressions as solemn as if they were about to face a life-or-death test.

Then, they walked out in neat and steady steps, leaving the meeting room filled with tension.

The group walked straight towards the Flower Room, maintaining silence all the way, with only the soft sound of footsteps echoing in the air.

When they finally arrived at the Flower Room, everyone was extra careful, afraid of accidentally touching or stepping on the delicate, precious, and rare flowers and plants around them.

They tiptoed through the flowers, as if traversing a colorful maze of flowers.

Finally, they arrived in front of the heavy door.

One of them took a deep breath and used both hands to push open the door that seemed to carry countless secrets and power.

After the door opened, what appeared before them was a magnificent palace, with a majestic throne placed in the center.

Without hesitation, the five quickly walked to the throne, then knelt down on one knee in unison, their movements uniform, as if they had practiced it thousands of times.

"Master!"

The Five Elders shouted in unison, their heads lowered, using a tone full of awe and respect.

At this moment, above the high-hanging throne, a mysterious figure quietly appeared and sat down steadily.

"What happened?"

A voice that was difficult to distinguish as male or female suddenly sounded, as if it came from the netherworld, cold and majestic, making people shudder.

Hearing this voice, the hearts of the five trembled violently, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped their bodies.

Saint Mars did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He quickly raised his head and respectfully recounted what had just happened to the figure on the throne.

Throughout the process, his speech was moderate in speed and clear in organization, but his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

The figure on the throne listened quietly to Saint Mars's narration, without saying a word.

However, at the moment when Saint Mars finished speaking, the figure suddenly stretched out a slender, jade-like finger and gently tapped the armrest of the throne.

The crisp tapping sound echoed in the empty palace, each tap seeming to strike the heartstrings of everyone present.

"The Rockefeller family..."

Imu murmured, her (his) voice revealing a hint of thoughtfulness.

Then, her (his) gaze slowly moved, eventually stopping on the poster next to the giant straw hat.

"You really are an anomaly..."

Imu sighed again, her (his) gaze seeming to be able to penetrate layers of space, looking straight at the distant New World, as if she (he) could already see Charlotte who was there.

In the distant New World, on Kamue Island, Charlotte suddenly felt a strange sensation in his heart, as if an invisible force was pulling at his attention.

So, he slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the distant Red Line.

At the same moment, in the Throne Hall of Mary Geoise in the Holy Land, Imu was also casting her (his) gaze into the distance.

Although they were unaware of each other's existence, at this moment, the gazes of the two seemed to cross the barriers of space and meet in a miraculous encounter.

At this time, Imu sat on the giant throne symbolizing supreme power, gently tapping the armrest with her (his) hand.

Each tap made a sound that struck the hearts of the five Five Elders below like a heavy hammer, making them feel awe.

After a long period of silence, finally, Imu's low and majestic voice broke the silence: "Shamrock!"

As soon as the voice fell, a tall figure slowly walked out from behind a giant stone pillar.

When the Five Elders saw this figure appear, their pupils shrank sharply, but they did not show too much surprise.

After all, they more or less knew about the existence of this mysterious figure.

"Master!"

Shamrock respectfully saluted Imu and quickly walked to stand beside the Five Elders.

Imu narrowed her (his) eyes slightly, looked at Shamrock in front of her (him), and then issued an unquestionable order: "Go to the Marine Headquarters immediately and eliminate the 'D' clan fellow!"

"Yes!"

Shamrock responded without hesitation.

Then, he reached out and grasped the long sword shimmering with cold light at his waist, turned around and strode towards the door.

At the same time, on the other side of the Marine Headquarters, fierce battles were in full swing.