Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Chapter 353 Meeting of the Five Elders (Subscription Request, Monthly Ticket Request)

"Let's go."

Hawkeye's voice interrupted the frolicking between Shanks and Ben Beckman.

He stood up from the chair, and his right hand unconsciously grasped the handle of Black Blade Night.

Shanks and Ben Beckman immediately stopped fighting. Shanks pulled away Ben Beckman's right hand that was pinching his face and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there something urgent?"

"I'll go with you this time."

"Ok?"

"I can feel that I should be able to meet some interesting guys on this trip."

After Hawkeye finished speaking, the black knife in his hand began to tremble slightly, as if responding to some unknown inspiration.

Shanks knew Hawkeye's character very well. He was not someone who would easily say something without basis.

When the Observation Haki is cultivated to the extreme, it will develop amazing abilities such as hearing everything and predicting the future.

Although Hawkeye's observation Haki has not yet reached that pinnacle level, it is not far away.

Hawkeye must have sensed something, which is why he said this.

"Interesting, it looks like that old man Zhan Guo really knows something."

Shanks smiled. After seeing Shanks's look, Ben Beckman realized that Shanks must be serious, so he didn't say anything.

"Ben, gather the crew, target, Marine Headquarters." Shanks gave the order.

"Yes." Ben Beckman responded concisely and forcefully, and then began to execute the order.

At the same time, similar conversations echoed among major forces.

Whitebeard, Blackbeard, Kaido, Big Mom, the Revolutionary Army and other forces are discussing how to respond to the navy's unusual behavior.

The entire sea became extremely quiet at this moment, as if even the waves were holding their breath.

Ordinary pirates also sensed the solemn atmosphere and chose to go ashore to avoid the wind, waiting for the storm to come.

They knew that the coming storm was not something they could participate in.

This unprecedented silence is more like the calm before the storm.

All major forces are secretly making plans to prepare for the upcoming changes.

Holy Land Marie Gioia.

At this moment, the Five Elders are discussing recent events in the sea in the conference room. Warring States' recent behavior has made the Five Elders a little alert.

You know, what the Five Elders need is balance. Zhan Guo's act of summoning all the elite naval forces would obviously disrupt the plan of the Five Elders, so they held this meeting.

"The navy has been getting more and more jumpy recently. It looks like we have to cut the navy's military budget next year, otherwise the navy might forget who their master is."

Zambaron V. Nasujuro was sitting on a velvet chair nearby, wiping the First Generation Kitetsu in his hand with great concentration.

This famous sword, which has been used for hundreds of years, is still extremely sharp and shiny, as if it contains infinite killing intent.

Under the light, the first generation of Kitetsu exuded a faint blood-red light, as if expressing its desire for blood.

"I agree. We shouldn't have let Sengoku take the position in the first place. Ever since Sengoku became the Admiral of the Navy, our say in the Navy has become weaker and weaker. We must learn from this lesson the next time we change the Admiral."

The person who spoke was Topman Wochuli Saint, the God of Law among the Five Elders, in charge of the legal affairs of the World Government. "Okay, now is not the time to talk about these things." The God of Agriculture Shepard Ten Peter Saint came out to smooth things over.

"I suggest calling Zhan Guo over and asking him what he is planning to do? Has there been any news from the CP organization recently?"

The environmental warrior god Marcus Mars Saint stood by the window, staring at the celestial dragons beating slaves below.

It seemed that the slave's sweat accidentally dripped onto the ground while he was crawling on the road, and was stepped on by the Celestial Dragon. The Celestial Dragon was so angry that he wanted to shoot the slave on the spot.

After a gunshot, a finger-sized hole appeared on the slave's head. The body fell heavily, and blood stained the white floor tiles of Mary Joa.

The slaves around watched this tragic scene expressionlessly, as if they had become accustomed to such a fate.

In Marijoa, they were deprived of basic human rights and were treated as commodities that could be disposed of at will by the Celestial Dragons.

As long as he could please the Tianlong people, no one would say anything even if all the slaves were killed in the next second.

Seeing this scene, Marcus Mas Saint withdrew his gaze and refocused his attention on the meeting in front of him.

"The CP organization has been busy with the matter assigned by Lord Yim recently, and no news has been received yet." The God of Agriculture Shepard ten Peter Saint opened his eyes that had been closed.

After hearing the words "Lord Yim", the other four chose to remain silent.

"In that case, let's summon Sengoku to Marijoa for a thorough questioning. If Sengoku is really preparing to start a war, then we must stop him. The current balance cannot be broken." After Zambaron V. Nasu Shouroshi said this, he looked at the other four people. The other four did not object and agreed with Zambaron V. Nasu Shouroshi's actions.

Ten minutes later, the Den Den Mushi in Sengoku's office suddenly rang.

Sengoku originally planned to hang up the phone, but the moment he found the Den Den Mushi, a trace of disgust immediately appeared on his face.

He knew clearly that this Den Den Mushi, which was exclusive to CP0, never brought good news.

Zhan Guo adjusted himself a little, cleared his throat, and answered the phone: "Hello, this is Zhan Guo, what can I do for you?"

An obscene expression appeared on the Den Den Mushi, and an order came: "Sengoku, the Five Elder Stars have something to ask you. Go to Marijoa immediately." As soon as the words fell, the phone was hung up.

Zhan Guo was not surprised by this. He sighed, knowing that his recent behavior had attracted the attention of the Five Elder Stars.

He understood that this trip to Mary Geoise was inevitable, and that he might face questioning or criticism from the Five Elders.

"Where's Garp? Where did Garp die?"

After thinking about it, Sengoku decided that he couldn't go alone and suffer the disgust, so he had to bring the old man Garp with him.

On the other side, Golden Lion was now fully engaged in his swordsmanship training in the square of the base.

The sunlight shining on his golden hair made him look even more majestic and domineering, like a real golden lion showing off his strength.

He swung the long sword in his hand, and every swing was accompanied by fierce momentum.

The blade flashed like lightning, as if it could cut through the sky, and suddenly slashed from the center of the island to the edge, as if to split the entire island in two.

The sharp blade light seemed to have condensed all the light, making people dare not look directly at it.

With every swing of the Golden Lion's sword, a deep crack would be left on the ground, as if witnessing his power.

Wherever the knife flashed, animals died and forests were instantly destroyed and turned into powder.

Those towering trees that once stood tall and unshakable now seemed so fragile before the sword energy. No matter their hard trunks or lush leaves, they could not withstand the sharp blade light and could only shatter.

At this moment, the Golden Lion was like an invincible overlord, using his swordsmanship to interpret what true power was.

(End of this chapter)