chsdbacks Chapter 270: The Down-and-Out Navy, Zephyr's Sharp Commentary!
Chapter 270: The Down-and-Out Navy, Zephyr's Sharp Commentary!
Zefa sprayed it all in one go.
His chest heaved violently; he was furious.
He turned around and looked at Aokiji.
He then pointed to the picture of Kizaru on the table.
Finally, he mentioned the man who now sits in the position of marshal.
Sakazuki the Red Dog.
Zefa's eyes were complicated.
It is nostalgia, it is sighing, and it is also the sorrow of disappointment and frustration.
"Compared to Kuzan, Borsalino, and Sakazuki..."
Zefa let out a long breath.
"This generation's 'Five Generals' are simply incomparable!"
"A precipitous drop in quality!"
"There used to be three monsters that suppressed the sea."
"And now? A bunch of makeshift rabble!"
"A charlatan pretending to be someone else!"
Zefa gave his final evaluation.
The words were very harsh.
Like a knife, it directly tore away the fig leaf beneath the glamorous exterior of the Navy's "Five Admirals".
Aokiji Kuzan sat up straight.
He scratched his fluffy hair and yawned.
"Oh dear, teacher, you still have such a sharp tongue."
Aokiji grinned.
He picked up the intelligence report and glanced at it casually.
"However, you are right."
Aokiji shrugged, his tone tinged with emotion.
"There's nothing we can do, teacher. Monsters don't appear every year."
"Our class was truly unique and cannot be replicated."
The scene from that year flashed through Aokiji's mind.
He stood side by side with Akainu and Kizaru.
That was the pinnacle of the navy.
It was a nightmare of the Great Pirate Era.
Three types of top-tier natural fruits.
Three distinct types of justice.
There are internal disagreements and conflicts.
But in terms of strength, they were the strongest fighting force of that era.
They are three generals who give even the Four Emperors a headache.
And now...
Aokiji looked at the names on the list and shook his head.
"Momo-Usagi and Cha-Ton are definitely lacking in quality."
"Fujitora and Green Bull are, after all, outsiders who haven't been trained in the naval system, so their coordination will be a big problem."
"Sakazuki made this move too hastily."
Aokiji delivered the final blow.
As a former general, his assessment carries significant weight.
Monkey D. Dragon stood with his back to everyone in front of the world map.
He listened to Zephyr and Aokiji's conversation.
At this moment, he slowly turned around.
A deep smile spread across his face, which bore a red square tattoo.
"Professor Zephyr is right."
The dragon nodded.
His gaze pierced through the dim light and landed on Zephyr.
"The quality of this year's generals is indeed not as good as in the past."
"But this proves just one thing—"
The dragon's voice was deep and resonant.
"The navy is getting desperate!"
The dragon walked to the table and placed its hands on the surface.
His eyes were sharp as knives.
Why do they need to expand their force?
"Why risk breaking a system that has existed for hundreds of years?"
"Why bother with mediocre members, just to gather five generals?"
Long asked three times.
Every sound draws blood.
"Because of fear."
The dragon provided the answer.
"Their fear of Mr. Chenye has overwhelmed all reason."
Long turned to look at Chen Ye.
His eyes held both admiration and fervor.
"During the Marineford War, Mr. Chenye single-handedly suppressed the entire situation."
"Subsequently, they also took away two of the Navy's major combat forces."
"This made the Five Elders feel threatened like never before."
"They were scared."
"They fear that the power in their hands will be taken away, and that the throne above their heads will collapse."
"Therefore, they would rather drink poison to quench their thirst than compromise their facade of strength."
Long straightened up and walked back to the front of the map.
His finger traced across the map.
From the New World to the Grand Line, it finally came to rest at the top of the Red Line.
"The five generals appear menacing."
"In reality, it is outwardly strong but inwardly weak."
"This is their last act of madness, and also proof of their weakness."
"Fiscal collapse."
"The disintegration of morale."
"Chaos in the command system."
"All of this will be overshadowed by the empty title of 'Five Generals'."
Long Meng clenched his fist.
"This is our opportunity!"
Chen Ye, who had been silent all along, finally made a move.
He put down his teacup.
The rough pottery cup landed on the stone table.
Snapped.
The sound wasn't loud, but it drew everyone's attention.
Chen Ye stood up.
The black trench coat moved automatically even without wind.
He walked up to the dragon and looked at the huge world map.
My eyes were fixed on the red dot in the center of the map.
The Holy Land, Mary Geoise.
The center of world power.
The source of all evil.
A golden light flashed past Chen Ye's eyes.
"It's good that you're getting desperate."
Chen Ye spoke, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather.
"People are most likely to reveal their weaknesses when they are in a panic."
"Those five old geezers have lived too long; their brains have become rigid."
"You think you can beat me just by outnumbering me?"
Chen Ye's lips curled into a cold smile.
That is a contempt for the so-called "rules".
"The Five Generals?"
Chen Ye gave a soft snort.
"Don't even mention five."
"Even if they dug up all the dead people underground and made up fifty of them."
"What can we do?"
Chenye turned around to face Zefa, Aokiji, and Ryu.
A terrifying aura erupted from him.
It's Conqueror's Haki.
Intense oppression.
The air seemed to freeze, and the lights flickered.
"If five come, I'll kill five."
This statement is incredibly arrogant.
But no one present thought he was joking.
The anger in Zephyr's eyes subsided.
Instead, a burning fighting spirit took its place.
"good!"
Zefa shouted loudly.
"This is exactly what I wanted to hear!"
"To hell with these five generals! If they dare block my way, I'll smash them all to pieces with this iron arm!"
Aokiji pushed up his sunglasses.
A glint of light flashed deep in his eyes.
That was a renewed surge of passion.
how many years.
He had never felt this way since becoming a general.
The feeling of disregarding everything for a crazy goal.
Long looked at Chen Ye, his ambition no longer concealed.
"Now that the navy has made its move, we can't just sit idly by."
Long turned around and gave orders to the intelligence officer outside the door.
The voice was cold and sharp, echoing throughout the entire underground base.
"Pass down the order!"
"Summon all army commanders!"
"The Eastern Army, the Western Army, the Southern Army, the Northern Army, and the Grand Line Army!"
"Recall the entire Baltimore!"
"We're about to begin!"
The Dragon's Command!
The revolutionary army, which had been lying low for many years, was finally about to show its claws.
The intelligence officer was so excited he was trembling all over.
He gave a perfect military salute, then turned and ran off.
The atmosphere in the conference room was incredibly lively.
Chen Ye stretched.
He walked to the exit and looked out at the sandstorm raging in the sky.
The wind still howls over White Earth Island.
But in his eyes, the sandstorm had changed.
It turned into a storm that swept the world.
"Luffy's side will be here soon too."
Chen Ye suddenly said.
The future Joy Boy.
The sun god who bears the will of "D".
"Grow stronger like crazy before the final battle."
Chen Ye smiled.
There was a hint of mystery in his smile.
"After all, he was the one who started the fire."
"And I am the one who is responsible for spreading this fire throughout the world."
Chen Ye turned around.
Zefa was brandishing his fists, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Aokiji stood up, his body enveloped in a chilling aura.
The dragon donned a cloak, its imposing presence overwhelming.
The four stood side by side.
The shadow of his back was stretched long by the dim light.
Like an insurmountable mountain.
The sandstorms in Baltigues still howl.
But in this humble meeting room, a storm powerful enough to engulf the world was already brewing.
The era of the Navy's "Five Admirals"?
It was merely the first sacrifice in the storm.
A new era has begun.
A new world, a certain sea area.
A pirate ship flying the skull and crossbones flag is sailing.
On the deck, a red-haired, one-armed man was holding a newspaper.
He looked at the headline news with a furrowed brow.
"The Five Generals...?"
Shanks muttered to himself.
He looked up and gazed in Baldigo's direction.
"The wind has changed."
Shanks took a sip of his drink, his expression serious.
"Chen Ye...where exactly do you intend to lead this world?"
The sea breeze blows.
It blows his red hair.
It also stirred up this turbulent sea.
A storm is coming.