Chapter 207 Five Old Stars want to see me?

This, this voice...

One of the Five Old Stars, the God of Scientific Defense... Saint Jaygolucia Satan!

Seng Guo froze in place, a chill ran down his spine, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Hug, sorry! Lord Satan!!"

He stuttered when he spoke and hurriedly explained:

"I was reprimanding my subordinates just now..."

"Well, forget it."

On the other side of the phone, Saint Satan, wearing a black flat hat and holding an ancient mottled cane, said calmly.

When Warring States heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the topic to report:

"The war on Miracle Island has ended. I'm really sorry that my subordinates were incompetent and allowed Roger, Big Mom and Kaido to escape!"

He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:

"Although we have achieved good results overall, as the commander of this mission, I must bear the greatest responsibility for the failure of this operation. I am willing to bear any punishment for my humble position!"

When things got to this point, Warring States had no choice but to take the blame.

You can't just blame Garp for it, right?

That guy stopped the entire Roger Pirates almost single-handedly. Even after the Oro Jackson escaped, he immediately pursued it with a warship.

The most important point is that as the commander of this battle and the highest-ranking person in the naval force, Sengoku could not avoid responsibility in any case.

It's better to accept reality honestly.

"We already know the battle situation on Miracle Island through intelligence."

At this time, the voice of the legal war god Vuchuli Saint came from the military phone bug.

I only heard this powerful God of War who holds the judicial power of the world government and whose subordinates control all CP sequences say calmly:

"The strength of these two guys, Kaido and Big Mom, is indeed a bit unexpected. The intelligence is wrong, and the responsibility does not lie with you."

"After all, the three little brats Sakaski, Porusalino and Kuzan haven't fully grown up yet, so it's normal for them to be frustrated for a while."

Warring States was stunned for a moment.

This, just brushed it off so casually?

He breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect Wulaoxing to be so easy to talk to.

But soon he remembered another thing and cautiously said:

"But gentlemen, regarding the Roger Pirates...according to the information we have detected, Roger has fully mastered the historical text of the four road signs to reach the "Final Island"."

"He has now successfully escaped from the battlefield on Miracle Island. It is estimated that it will not be long before he can find the location of the final island through the coordinates of the historical text of the road sign."

Warring States eyes gradually became solemn and he said in a deep voice:

"If he really reaches the legendary final island, will it cause any huge trouble?"

As the admiral of the Navy Headquarters, Sengoku was more or less able to understand some of the secrets and taboos of the World Government.

Especially the secrets of the historical text, the world government has always kept it secret and explicitly prohibited anyone from studying ancient texts.

And the new member of the Roger Pirates - the down-and-out samurai from the country of Wano - Kozuki Oden of the Kozuki clan happens to be a talent who can interpret the text of history.

Warring States didn't know what kind of secrets the so-called "Final Island" hid, or what unimaginable treasure it was.

But since the world government goes to such great lengths to prohibit the study of historical texts, it must be because it does not want anyone to reach the Final Island.

In this case, Warring States decisively put forward this suggestion.

After all, although the responsibility for this war was easily passed over, Sengoku still wanted to prove his ability.

If we can get rid of Roger before he reaches the final island...

"No need."

Saint Satan's indifferent words made Warring States stunned.

"Why?"

he asked out loud.

"This is not something you should ask, Sengoku."

Saint Satan's voice gradually became filled with a sarcastic sneer.

"As an admiral, your only mission is to unconditionally carry out what we have told you."

"Besides, you don't need to do unnecessary things, and you shouldn't ask unnecessary questions."

Warring States fell silent.

After two seconds, he took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Yes, my lords."

His hands hidden behind his back were clenched unconsciously.

"Ah, very good."

Over at the phone bug, Wu Laoxing seemed to be very satisfied with Sengoku's attitude, with a smile on his face.

"Let Garp handle the Roger Pirates. The situation has developed to this point. Even if a large force is launched to encircle and suppress it, the possibility of success is probably infinitely close to zero."

"And what if he finds the so-called "Final Island"?"

"He was missing a key... and was doomed to failure and futility."

"Gol D. Roger...his so-called life and dreams are just a joke."

Missing... a key?

Warring States was shocked, and there was deep mist in his eyes.

What key is Roger missing?

His brain was working rapidly, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he found nothing.

The information he knew was extremely limited. Even as a naval admiral, he did not have enough authority or qualifications to know many secrets of the World Government.

It's just that the Five Elders were so sure that Roger would fail in the end, Zhan Guo felt a huge sense of confusion.

He knew very well how strong Roger's will and strength were.

Not to mention that he had gathered a group of amazingly powerful crew members, galloping on the sea, and no one could stop him.

But this enemy, which was enough to make the entire Navy Headquarters ready for battle, was just a joke in the eyes of the five old men sitting on the top of the world.

Zhan Guo suddenly felt a bottomless chill that suddenly enveloped himself, like falling into an ice cave.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the dark sky with heavy rain.

It seemed that in the dark, there was an invisible huge net, like this thick thundercloud, covering the entire sea, and no one could escape its control.

"I understand."

Zhan Guo let out a long breath, the cold rain slid down his cheeks, and whispered:

"Then I will rest here for a while, and then lead the fleet back to the headquarters."

"No, there is no need to return."

Satan Sheng's tone was flat.

"We have the latest mission arrangements for the fleet."

Zhan Guo straightened his chest and said in a deep voice:

"Please speak, sir."

He stared at the Den Den Mushi in front of him with burning eyes, full of vigor and vitality.

The heavy rain fell, rebounded on the ground, and mud splashed on the military pants of the admiral.

The thunder and rain drowned out the sound of the Den Den Mushi.

Accompanied by the opening and closing of the mouth of the military Den Den Mushi, it seemed to give orders like a god.