"In this major event, terrifying swordsmanship was displayed, defeating two Navy Headquarters Vice Admirals consecutively. This opponent is absolutely not to be underestimated."
"Considering his original high-ranking position in Impel Down, the negative impact of his defection is severe, thus the initial bounty is set at 680 million Belly!"
680 million?
This is undoubtedly a shocking figure.
But due to the successive shocking information received earlier, the high-ranking officials present were somewhat numb, and for a while, their reactions were not very intense.
"Finally, there are the bounties for the middle and lower ranking officers. Their importance is not very high, so I won't explain them one by one. I'll pass the materials down, and everyone can take note of them for reference."
Blanu summarized solemnly.
Just as he was about to distribute the thick stack of documents containing the bounty list for the middle and lower ranking officers, the door of the conference room was suddenly slammed open!
Bang!
Sengoku's exclusive adjutant, pale-faced, clutching a stack of newspapers, almost crawled and stumbled into the room: "Marshal! It's bad, something major has happened, Marshal..."
"What's going on?"
Akainu frowned, displeased, and reprimanded, "Don't you know we are holding an important meeting? Have you forgotten even the most basic etiquette?"
"I deeply apologize, Grand Admiral Sakazuki!"
The adjutant quickly stood at attention and saluted but couldn't conceal the panic on his face. Shaking, he handed the newspaper to Sengoku:
"But... but this is truly the highest emergency! The World Economic News Agency, for unknown reasons, claimed they have fully collaborated with the Endgame and have... have unilaterally disclosed the truth of the Lubunier Kingdom incident to the public!"
"What?!"
Sengoku's face changed dramatically, abruptly standing up, and snatching the newspaper.
Akainu and Kizaru frowned, giving each other a knowing look, and some Vice Admirals also suddenly had a darkened expression.
While another portion of Navy Officers showed a moment of shock, soon appearing somewhat confused.
Truth?
Wasn't the Lubunier Kingdom incident just a massacre perpetrated by mobs targeting the Heavenly Celestial Dragon?
Is there another truth?
For a moment, the huge conference room fell silent, and everyone's eyes focused on Sengoku.
Could it be the disclosure of that matter?
Could it be...?
No, it shouldn't be, right?
Morgans, that guy, should know where the bottom line for the Holy Land is, so how dare he do this?!!!
Sengoku's breathing almost stalled, clinging to the last sliver of luck, opened the newspaper with slightly trembling hands.
On the headline of the front page, an extremely eye-catching line of bold black text immediately pierced into his vision—
[Three Years, One Nation Destroyed! Lies and Atrocities of the World Government! Complete Disclosure of the Heavenly Celestial Dragon Massacre Truth!]
Following below was a huge photograph.
On the golden platform of the Heavenly Celestial Dragon hunting festival, a masked host stood in front of the Golden Bell, reading the bloody rules of the hunting game;
Below the platform, Heavenly Celestial Dragons, each holding weapons, either gearing up or wearing sinister expressions.
It really is...
And the situation is worse than he thought.
They even took photos before the hunting game began, doesn't that mean...
Sengoku's face instantly turned extremely pale, cold sweat seeping from his forehead, as his body weakly collapsed backward into the chair.
The newspaper in his hand also fluttered down onto the tatami beside him.
The conference room immediately erupted into commotion.
"Marshal?!"
"What exactly happened?"
"What situation is this!"
Many people stood up, faces full of uncertain incredulity; they had never seen the Intelligent General, known for his stability, showing such a loss of composure.
Meanwhile, old Vice Admiral Yamakaji, sitting in the frontmost, glanced at the silently bowed Three Great Admirals, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but reach out and pick up the newspaper, browsing further down—
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East Sea, Windmill Village.
"...As stated above, the rules of the hunting game are remarkably cruel and bloody."
"Lubunier Kingdom, 360,000 citizens, in the eyes of the Heavenly Celestial Dragon, are merely 360,000 pieces of prey!"
"The hunting game has no time limit; until all living people on the island are killed, ensuring the message absolutely doesn't leak..."
In the tavern, behind the bar, Machino raised her head from the newspaper, looking at the surrounding customers displaying shock, and struggled to finish the last few words:
"...only then does it end."
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Grand Line, G-19 Branch, New Recruits Training Ground.
"And what about the Navy, which prides itself on justice? Where are they, ignoring such massacre atrocities and turning a blind eye out of fear of the Heavenly Celestial Dragon's power?"
"No! That is not the case!"
"Heavenly Celestial Dragons are so noble, how could there be no Navy present? Every hunting game has a massive Navy fleet escorting throughout, even participating in clearing..."
Recently promoted to Headquarters Colonel, Tina's face was grim as she almost gritted her teeth reading from the newspaper content, not even noticing the cigarette at the corner of her mouth dropping to the ground.
At her back.
A large group of new recruits faced each other with confusion, some anxious, some bewildered, some enraged...
And many others, tearing apart the Marine uniforms they were wearing on the spot, throwing their caps to the ground fiercely, leaving with gloomy faces and without turning back!
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New World.
Whitebeard Pirates' main ship, Moby Dick.
"Three years, one nation destroyed, in the last eight hundred years, how many non-affiliated nations perished, and how many innocent civilians were slaughtered?"
"If Pirates are causing turmoil across these seas, then what are the Heavenly Celestial Dragons, what are those Navies claiming to uphold justice?"