Naval Headquarters.
The dim conference room was filled with smoke, and everyone's expression was solemn.
The projector Den Den Mushi projected more than ten photos onto the white screen.
Each photo clearly shows an arrogant and domineering figure.
It was Shiki, the Golden Lion who had just arrived in Eden.
"What's even more terrifying is that the golden lion's legs are now intact."
"The rudder on his head that caused him so much damage also disappeared."
"Reference Crocodile, who used his recovery ability on Whitebeard during the Battle of Marineford."
"I guess the Golden Lion's strength has probably recovered to its original state." Lieutenant General He analyzed with a worried look on his face.
Only generals of the older generation like them have truly experienced the horror of the Golden Lion.
"This old man, why not just be a legend? Why did you have to get involved in this mess with Crocodile?"
Garp said through gritted teeth, the scene of him and Sengoku fighting against the Golden Lion was still vivid in his mind.
Although that guy's hard power is average, his destructive power is really at the same catastrophic level as Whitebeard.
"The power under Crocodile's command is growing stronger and stronger. Even extremely powerful people like Golden Lion are willing to join them."
"If he and his followers are not destroyed soon."
"By the time he's fully grown in a few years, we won't have any chance of winning."
"Don't forget, even Zephyr has become the commander-in-chief of Alabasta's three armies."
Akainu said with a ferocious look on his face, a cigar in his mouth.
Faced with the tremendous pressure brought by Luo Heng and the turmoil within the navy.
He, who originally did not smoke, has recently become addicted to the smell of cigars.
"Destruction? That's easy for you to say."
"How can we destroy it?"
"Without the full support of the world government."
"If we win alone, it will be a pyrrhic victory."
"By then, the revolutionary army will definitely seize the opportunity and take advantage of the situation."
Aokiji leaned back in his chair and retorted lazily.
"The World Government is really amazing. They haven't responded in such a long time."
"Even the position of Admiral of the Navy has been put on hold. I don't know what they are thinking."
Kizaru, who usually doesn't speak much, seemed to be fed up with the endless quarrels between Aokiji and Akainu, and complained very dissatisfiedly.
"It only takes one voice in the navy to unleash the most powerful force."
"Kuzan, let's fight, and the winner will take over as marshal."
Akainu thought about it again and again, and finally expressed his concerns.
He didn't want to fight against his own people, but the current situation did not allow him to hesitate any longer.
After Akainu finished speaking, the conference room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was hard to breathe.
Everyone turned their eyes to Aokiji, waiting for his response.
Aokiji slowly raised his head, took a deep breath, and looked at Akainu with a cold and ruthless fighting spirit in his eyes.
"If you want to fight, then fight."
Sphinx Island, Whitebeard's hometown
After experiencing the Battle of Marineford, Ace seemed to have suddenly become enlightened and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.
With Ace and Marco in charge on the Moby Dick, Whitebeard began to retire in his hometown with peace of mind.
Unless they encounter Kaido and Charlotte Linlin, basically no one in the New World can pose much danger to the combination of these two.
"Gulala, I wonder what kind of magic potion this brat managed to convince this old man to join in."
Whitebeard laughed while looking up with a newspaper in his hand.
"Dad, what makes you so happy?" The question was asked by a fat blue man.
After the Battle of Marineford, Jinbe chose to join the Whitebeard Pirates.
After all, Fishman Island was originally Whitebeard's sphere of influence, and joining the Whitebeard Pirates can better protect his hometown.
"Nothing, I'm just happy to see an old friend come back."
"Old buddy?" Jinbe was stunned. Anyone who could be called an old buddy by Whitebeard must be an extraordinary person.
Curious, Jinbei quickly put his big blue head in front of Whitebeard.
"Golden Lion, actually joined Crocodile's army?" Jinbei's voice instantly rose several octaves.
"Yes, this will give the World Government a headache." Whitebeard said with a smile.
"A few months ago, we were both Shichibukai."
"I didn't expect that in just such a short period of time, Crocodile's power has grown to such an alarming degree."
"Amazing, really amazing." Jinbei couldn't help but sigh.
"My old friend is back, so I decided to have a party to celebrate."
Whitebeard stood up and stretched.
"Even though I'm feeling much better now, I can't always hold banquets."
"We've already had three parties this week," Jinbei chided.
"Gulala, it doesn't matter. At worst, I can ask Crocodile to make me younger."
Whitebeard was in a very good mood and laughed out loud again.
The country of peace.
In a large iron pot that was dozens of meters square, the brown-red unknown liquid in the pot was bubbling under the fire and had completely boiled.
However, in this pot, there was an extremely strong man, lying leisurely inside, as if he was taking a hot spring bath.
"Ugh, Shiki has been gone for over twenty years. I thought he died in Impel Down."
"But your choice to join Crocodile is something I cannot understand."
"It seems that these twenty years have completely extinguished your ambition."
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