Chapter 364: Sengoku's Discovery
The Monster Legion only needed ten minutes to slaughter the entire island.
In front of the sharp-nosed wild beasts, no one could possibly escape.
Birds of prey circled in the sky.
Along the surrounding coast were fish creatures that had grown legs, or humans who had evolved like fish-men.
Even within the Monster Legion's ranks, quite a few fish-man tribe warriors had joined.
Their strange appearances were not accepted by ordinary humans on the Great Sea, and the Pluto Pirates would not accept those who committed many evil deeds.
Furthermore, some of the fish-man tribe did not want to join the Pluto Pirates, as the restrictions were too great, especially after the Pluto Pirates stopped participating in the Great Sea Struggle.
Although many fish-man tribe members and even mermaids were transferred to the Pluto Sea Area every year, some fish-men yearned to join the Monster Legion.
The Monster Legion boarded the Floating Cloud Homie with a large amount of supplies and treasure from the island.
This time, they truly returned with a full load, but Typhon felt it was still not enough.
Leaving behind devastation, the Monster Legion departed the island.
In a distant corner, a reporter bird trembling put the visual Den Den Mushi into its bag.
Its wings flapped incessantly, and its body fled into the distance as fast as lightning.
It had gotten the goods; it had already sent the recorded footage back to Headquarters.
If it died, Headquarters would give its family a huge amount of pension.
But who wanted to die?
Even if it was a bird, with this bonus, its remaining life would be set.
Run quickly!
These guys are too terrifying.
After returning, I'll raise a few little wives and happily enjoy the rest of my life!
On an island in the New World, at the peak of a mountain range.
The arrival of a mere ten-minute video completely shocked the entire World Economic Journal.
"Quickly report to the President, there's big news!"
After carefully watching the video sent by the reporter bird with the serial number, which came from G-4 Fortress, it's safe to say everyone became excited.
Compared to the wars in the New World, which various factions kept under a certain degree of control, it was clearly events like this that could be called big news.
Since the new President, Morgans, took office, the atmosphere and principles within the entire World Economic Journal immediately changed.
The World Economic Journal, which pursued major events, big news, and authenticity, coupled with a vast number of news birds and reporter birds, directly became the sole hegemon in the field of media news.
"The President isn't here right now, quickly send the video to him, and we'll prepare the news work in advance."
"Everyone, act quickly!"
West Blue, an Unnamed Island near the Landis Kingdom.
Inside a mysterious base.
"Ahtah! Come on!"
A humanoid albatross wearing a gentleman's suit struck a boxing pose, constantly provoking the few people fighting him.
"This is so annoying, this stinky bird.
Let's teach him a lesson."
Someone couldn't stand it anymore.
He was being arrogant here just because of the strong recovery power of his Zoan Devil Fruit, not even looking at his own bruised and swollen face.
Just as he was about to make a move.
At this moment, a mysterious Den Den Mushi flashed.
A shadow instantly enveloped it.
It turned out that Morgans, with a terrifying speed he had burst out with at some point, had arrived directly in front of it.
This was a message from the World Economic Journal's Base Camp.
If a message was sent, it meant it was truly a big event that needed to be reported to him.
Although Morgans was currently training in the West Blue, the World Economic Journal remained under his control.
Under normal circumstances, he would also keep up with news happening around the world.
Opening the Den Den Mushi, a video was projected before him.
After watching it, Morgans clenched his fist, his entire body steaming with excitement.
"Hoh hoh hoh!
Big news, big news!
Hurry up, tomorrow's headline is set!"
"I never expected it, the true face of the King of Monsters has appeared!"
"G-4 Fortress has fallen, the entire Trade Island has been slaughtered!"
"Former Marine Admiral Shikai is dead!"
"Let me think, how should I write the headline to shock the world!"
"Send people to closely monitor the situation at the other fortresses; something is definitely going to happen next!"
Morgans' sharp sense for intelligence and the situation made him realize that the Monster Legion's operation was just the beginning.
Morgans had entered work mode.
Even the others inside the base didn't dare to disturb him.
Morgans' identity was special.
With his outstanding ability, he had elevated the World Economic Journal to the height of ruling status in its domain.
He was not only the President of the World Economic Journal but also the Dark King of the news domain in the Underworld.
Morgans, with his multiple identities, was an Important Figure highly regarded even by the Landilos Royal Family of the Landis Kingdom.
He possessed a certain degree of autonomy.
There was even an idea to cultivate Morgans to take over the position of Chairman of the World Telephone Bug Group, which was controlled by the Landis Kingdom.
In the sky, the Floating Cloud Homie was above the clouds.
"Hmm!"
As if sensing something, Typhon's gaze looked towards the Great Sea.
A Navy warship was in the sea area below them, heading straight towards the G-4 Fortress they had just left.
Typhon could clearly feel that powerful aura.
"Is it Sengoku?"
However, Typhon had no intention of engaging in a great battle with such a Top-tier Expert just yet.
The Monster Legion was still developing, and he didn't want to suffer too many losses.
After all, raising these monsters was not that easy; it consumed his blood.
At least until the Monster Legion's potential was exhausted, there shouldn't be too many losses.
He, Typhon, only fought battles he could win!
Moreover, Sengoku's strength was completely not on the same level as the Former Admiral Zhikai he had encountered before.
One was a Marine Admiral who had risen through sheer strength and merit.
While Zhikai was pulled up during a special period, forced into the position, and might even be slightly weaker than Marine Admirals like Davis "The Day Tiger" and Puyol 'Evening Elephant'.
He knew that Sengoku was a monster not weaker than his Mother.
Below, Sengoku instinctively raised his head, releasing his Observation Haki to the extreme, sensing the powerful aura located in the sky above.
Sengoku's face instantly changed.
"It's the Monster Legion."
The Monster Legion had already evacuated, so the result of what happened at G-4 Fortress was unimaginable.
His clenched fist was even somewhat pale.
However, he had experienced too many such things.
He quickly adjusted himself and rapidly issued commands.
"Turn the ship around, head to G3 Fortress, and tell Garp to speed up."
"Notify Headquarters, G-4 Fortress has fallen."
Just as he was about to finish, Sengoku seemed to think of something and added, "Tell Headquarters to contact the World Government and hope they can send strongmen with flight ability for reinforcements."
Not having flight ability was truly too frustrating for Sengoku; it felt like he was being toyed with.
Regardless of where the Monster Legion's next target was, he could only proceed at full speed.
Thinking of the news that had come from Headquarters earlier, Sengoku felt somewhat relieved.
"After a while, I'll transfer Dragon to the New World.
One year of training at the Elite Training Camp is enough for him.
It's a good opportunity for him to train, and my stress will also be smaller."
In Sengoku's view, Dragon was much more steady than his Father Garp, and at least much more qualified.
Staying by his side would also provide ample training.
Given the current chaotic situation in the New World, Dragon wouldn't have to face overly terrifying enemies.
Compared to the Elite Training Camp, it was more suitable here for him.
Noticing the change in the Navy warship below.
"Did he find us?
But it's useless, catch up if you can."
Typhon watched Sengoku follow his rhythm like a dog, finding it quite amusing.
Compared to the flight speed of the Floating Cloud Homie, the warship's movement speed was simply too slow.
By the time Sengoku arrived at G3 Fortress, all that would be left for them was a pile of ruins.
Then, they could also destroy G2 Fortress along the way.
Everything was going too smoothly.
The advantage brought by flying was too great.