"Oh my, is it the Five Elders personally inquiring?"
Morgans appeared pleasantly surprised, "Since that's the case, I will..." He tossed aside his pistol and took a few steps forward, seeming to approach willingly.
But in the next moment, his mouth curled into a grin, and a sharp gleam appeared in his eyes, "I can't possibly go with you!"
Bang!
His wing suddenly smacked against the wall, and in an instant, the windows closed, and a rumbling sound echoed from the outer wall, revealing dozens of gun muzzles hidden within the crevice.
Ratatat!
The muzzles flared, spewing bullets like a raging storm, causing several CP-0 agents to change their expressions and hurriedly activate their Haki to defend themselves.
After the first round of gunfire ended, the leading agent immediately stepped forward and kicked down the wall. Amidst the billowing smoke, he found that the room was already empty.
The floor beneath the desk had been lifted, revealing the entrance to a dark tunnel, where faint sounds of rolling tracks could still be heard, along with Morgans' arrogant laughter:
"A bunch of young brats, trying to catch me with such paltry skills? Send some competent veterans next time, farewell, hahahaha!"
"It's an underground slipstream tunnel!"
The deputy crouched down to examine the traces, "The speed is incredibly fast; if we try to pursue now, we're probably already too late!"
"Damn it!"
The chief agent gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the desk, and at that moment, he caught sight of something with the corner of his eye.
With a crash! He suddenly flipped over the pile of draft papers Morgans left behind, and his face instantly grew much darker.
On top was a freshly drafted headline:
"Even the Gods Will Bleed! Four Celestial Dragons Killed, Endgame Shakes the World! Where Will the Era of the Future Lead?"
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"Hee hahahahaha~!"
Morgans continued to laugh maniacally within the underground passage.
The reach of the Radio Snail broadcast is ultimately limited.
Across the Four Seas, the majority who can receive the live feed in real-time are the major powers with some intelligence capability.
If it were ordinary news, this would actually be sufficient.
But executing the Heavenly Celestial Dragon, planting the flag on Shampodi's soil, declaring to the world the dawn of a new era—such a shock must not be confined to those who control intelligence networks!
To further spread public opinion, in the end, newspapers are essential!
Morgans understood this well.
So, the moment the live broadcast signal was cut, he ordered every branch of the World Economic News Agency to operate at full capacity and print special editions.
To spread the events that occurred in Shampodi, with the most striking headlines and the most shocking images, to every corner of the Four Seas!
By now.
It should have pretty much fermented?
Amidst the fluttering of News Birds, amidst the waves of dawn and dusk...
It's time for the entire sea, the entire world, to savor the joint masterpiece of him and that man, to hear the chimes of the new era!!!
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East Sea, Goa Kingdom, Shopping Street.
Inside a restaurant specializing in grilled meat.
"Hey, have you heard? That World's No.1 Sword Master Shano from our East Sea killed..."
In the restaurant corner, a stubbly man lowered his voice, only to be abruptly pulled by his companion: "Shut up! Are you crazy? Talking about such things here?"
The surrounding diners fell silent as if struck by cold, some glancing stealthily at the entrance, afraid of being overheard by the patrolling Kingdom Guards outside.
But the silence lasted only a few seconds.
"What's there to fear!"
A crippled old man suddenly slammed the table, "Have you forgotten? When those nobles started a fire in the garbage mountain to welcome that Celestial Dragon named Charl, they didn't care about our lives!"
"Though it was the royal family who set the fire, somehow the Celestial Dragons must be accountable for it!"
"Now that someone dares to slay a Celestial Dragon, even if I'm hanged from the city wall tomorrow, today I'll say it: Well done, Sir Shano!"
"That's right!"
"Well said, those Celestial Dragons deserved it long ago!"
"What's so divine about those gods, being the Creator's offspring, bah! Just like us, when the blade chops down, their heads roll!"
The surrounding diners clearly had long held back this sentiment, and voices of agreement rang out one after another, causing the previously suppressed and quiet restaurant to erupt into noisy excitement.
Sometimes, the atmosphere is ready, just missing a lead to shout it out.
The crippled old man felt a surge of satisfaction upon being recognized and laughed heartily:
"If any more Celestial Dragons dare to come to our Goa Kingdom, I'll be the first one to show them what's what! Hey, owner! Another serving of grilled meat, today we must celebrate properly!"
"Coming right up!" A boy's loud voice immediately responded from behind the kitchen door.
In the kitchen.
"Hehe..."
Luffy withdrew his eavesdropping ear, grinning. After several months, he finally heard news of Brother Shano again.
It sounds like he's stirred up some incredible news once more.
Truly enviable, Luffy's gaze instinctively fell on the Seastone Handcuffs on his wrist.
When he first wore these, he couldn't even beat the owner's eight-year-old daughter, but now, after adaptation and training, he can easily lift a whole roasted bull with them on!
At this rate, he'll soon be eligible to redeem the key! Luffy proudly swung his wrists, imagining how powerful he'd be by his seventeenth birthday.