Whether it was lawless pirates, Marine soldiers upholding justice, members of the Revolutionary Army yearning for freedom, or ordinary civilians,
almost simultaneously, they were plunged into the same extreme, mind-numbing shock.
The barrage of comments, which had been scrolling wildly like a tsunami, strangely... stopped at that instant.
The comment section experienced a brief vacuum lasting several seconds.
There were no shouts, no doubts, no arguments, nothing at all.
It was as if the clamor of the entire world had been instantly drained and swallowed by those five descending figures.
This was a silence that transcended fear, the bewilderment after one's cognition was utterly shattered, the most primal speechlessness of a minuscule individual facing the absolute, ultimate manifestation of power.
It wasn't until a few seconds later that the first comment drifted shakily across the screen like a ghost, voicing the thought in everyone's mind:
"...What... exactly are we fighting against?"
Immediately afterward, more comments surged forth like a burst dam, but their content was drastically different from the previous fervor, filled instead with confusion and despair:
"Five... all the Gorosei... all of them..."
"How can we fight this? What do we use to fight?!"
"Can Red Hair... still win?"
"The World Government... is this the true power of the World Government?!"
That small mobile screen, at this moment, felt heavy as a thousand tons, bearing the despair of the entire world... On the sea surface,
Ron, riding on the back of a Sea King, also frowned. The specialized mobile screen in his hand clearly projected the real-time footage of the distant battlefield.
When he saw those five figures, radiating ominousness and the pressure of absolute law, descending onto the battlefield one by one through a black Magic Array,
his speeding figure showed no sign of stopping, but his deep eyes suddenly narrowed, a sharp light flashing like lightning piercing through the fog.
"As expected... they still couldn't hold back and all crawled out."
His whisper vanished in the wind, showing no surprise, but rather a cold, "I knew it" mockery.
His brow furrowed slightly, not out of fear or tension, but more like the solemnity displayed by a meticulous chess player upon seeing their opponent finally play the foreseen, yet still troublesome, trump card.
On the screen, the atmosphere of despair from the allied forces, which had almost solidified, could be clearly felt through the display.
"Hmph, decades have passed, and their conduct hasn't improved at all... No, they've become even more reckless."
Ron's lips curled into a cold arc. "Do they think that by adopting this 'godly' stance, they can easily crush all will to resist, just like they did at God Valley decades ago?"
His gaze swept over Kaido's grim expression on the screen, the gravely serious Red Hair Pirates, and the nearly collapsing Supernovass, yet his eyes showed no wavering.
"The era changed long ago."
"A rule maintained by fear and absolute power has been riddled with cracks in its foundation since the beginning."
He flipped his wrist, the mobile screen went dark, and he patted Little Wang's head. Little Wang let out a howl, and its speed surged once more.
"Since all the actors are now in position..."
"Then, it is time for this old play, which has run for eight hundred years... to finally end!"
His goal had not changed in the slightest; instead, due to the full appearance of the Gorosei, it had become clearer and more resolute.
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