bookbashuk Chapter 207 The Five Elders' Discussion Again: The Celestial Dragons, More Than Good at Making
Chapter 207 The Five Elders' Discussion Again: The Celestial Dragons, More Than Good at Making
Chapter 207 The Five Elders' Discussion Again: The Celestial Dragons, More Than Good at Making Things Happen?
At the summit of the Red Earth Continent lies Pangu City.
This enormous palace complex appears and disappears in the clouds and mist, like a cold, colossal beast looking down upon the billions of people in the lower realm.
To outsiders, this is the abode of the gods, a place too sacred to be behold. But only those who truly step inside can smell the putrid, foul odor hidden beneath the finest spices—the stench of power fermenting in its extreme arrogance.
In the deepest part of Pangu City, in the "Power Chamber," the huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer an ever-changing view of a sea of white clouds.
Inside the hall, the light was dim, with only five enormous crystal chandeliers emitting a soft glow. The massive chandeliers swayed slightly in the wind, casting shadows that resembled menacing claws clinging to the heavy red carpet.
Beneath each chandelier lies a being powerful enough to shake the very foundations of the world.
Saint Satan, Saint Vocuri, Saint Mas, Saint Gan Pit, and Saint Nasshoulang, these five elders who held the highest authority in the world, were sitting around a round table that emitted a faint glow, the atmosphere so cold that it seemed as if even the air could freeze into ice crystals.
There were no official documents on the table, only a thick stack of intelligence reports. On top of it was a photograph of Locke D. Giebeck. His manic, laughing face looked particularly ferocious in the dim light, as if it wanted to tear this room, which represented order, apart.
"This is the power of 'D' going berserk."
The first to break the silence was the Supreme Commander, "Scientific Defense God of War" Jaigolusia Satan, who was in charge of the development of advanced weapons for the World Government, the monitoring of ancient weapons, and the research on bloodline factors.
Satan Saint's voice was deep and hoarse. His cane tapped lightly on the expensive carpet, producing a muffled thunderous sound. Ancient family crests were engraved on the carpet, and every fold recorded a piece of history that had been erased.
"The man Rocks D. Xebec, the power he gathered in Hatchinos has transcended the realm of pirates; it is a violent group attempting to replace us and establish a new order."
"According to the last intelligence from the CP9 infiltrators, that madman is even researching certain taboos that should not be touched; he is attempting to uncover the truth about monarchy within that forgotten century. If he succeeds, the majesty of the Void Throne will be utterly destroyed."
The bald, elderly man with a distinctive scar on his forehead and a large beard, who had remained silent all along, "God of Law and War" Topman Vochuli Saint snorted coldly, his signature mustache trembling violently.
"If we disregard that mad captain, his subordinates are the real trouble. Edward Newgate, the man known as 'Whitebeard,' though still young, is rapidly maturing with a world-destroying power. CP0 describes him as possessing 'the purest sense of power among pirates,' a will that defies even the gods."
"And then there's Shiki the Golden Lion, that madman who can make islands float. His ambition is even more blatant than Rocks'. He doesn't want destruction, he wants to take over and rule the entire sky."
"Not only that," Marcus Mars Saint, the "Environmental War God" with a flowing beard and sharp eyes like a hawk, took over the conversation, standing with his hands behind his back in front of the French windows. His eyes revealed a kind of indifference called judgment.
"Charlotte Linlin, that freakish woman, her innate superhuman strength and that strange Soul Fruit ability made her expansion speed in the New World astonishing. It's a pity that she was able to escape when she was still young, otherwise she would definitely be a sharp knife for our World Government now."
"There are also John, Wang Zhi, and other officers, each of whom could rule a sea area on their own. Even Kaido, the apprentice on their ship who has just begun to show his talent, according to the records of the most recent conflict, the boy was able to heal himself within a few hours after taking a full-force attack from a vice admiral. If this monstrous bloodline factor is not dealt with as soon as possible, it will surely become a major threat in the future."
"Of course, the most important one is the man who rose to prominence in just one year, Brian the Beast. Everyone is very clear about his background. He is a heretic who must be eliminated, and his threat is no less than that of Whitebeard and others."
Sitting quietly in the corner of the room, with a bald head and round-framed glasses, the "Financial God of War" Zambaron V. Nassjuro Sei slowly wiped the Daiichi Kitetsu in his hand, the blade reflecting his cold eyes.
He could feel the thirst for blood emanating from the sword spirit, as if he could foresee the sea, and even the entire world, that would soon be stained red.
"Although their cohesion is currently loose due to their own ulterior motives, Rocks' absolute military suppression keeps them in a fragile unity."
"We cannot wait until this force fully merges, or even grows stronger. God Valley is the best operating table to surgically remove this cancer called 'Rocks.' We must end these freaks of the times once and for all on that island."
The topic gradually shifted to the events that led to this tournament. Mentioning this, the Five Elders' expressions turned grim. This wasn't just a pirate uprising; it was a fuse ignited by the unbridled greed within the Celestial Dragons themselves.
"That spoiled bloodline will bring devastating disaster to Mary Geoise sooner or later." Shepard S. Pitt, the "God of Agriculture," with blond hair, a neat mustache, and a towering physique, sat on the left side of the round table, his tone tinged with slight disgust.
Everyone present knows that the reason why Rocks was eyeing the God Valley tournament was entirely due to the vanity within the Celestial Dragons.
Figarand family, a martial family that enjoys a very high status among the Celestial Dragons, and can basically be said to be second only to the Five Elders, is headed by Figarand Garin.
In order to surpass other families in this year's God Valley Hunting Tournament, they secretly mobilized their family guards and, in cooperation with spies lurking on the pirate island of Hatchinos, carried out a daring "harvesting plan".
"Garin Saint is indeed brave, but he underestimates Rocks."
Satan whispered, "They successfully stole those Devil Fruits from Hatchinos's treasury, and even took a famous sword along the way. That treasure called a Mythical Zoan was supposed to be a strategic resource buried deep beneath the Holy Land by the World Government, but they used it as a bargaining chip to flaunt their military power."
"The stupid thing is that they left one alive during their retreat. Now, Rocks should know that his most beloved possession is in God Valley. What a useless and troublesome fellow."