Tsuru's voice fell silent.
In the entire conference room, even the sound of breathing disappeared.
Everyone's gaze, with a 'whoosh', focused on one person.
The man who had maintained a lazy sitting posture, as if it had nothing to do with him.
The Marineford's strongest fighting force.
Admiral, "Aokiji" Kuzan.
If Garp's report was a fantasy, then Kuzan's report, personally written by an Admiral and detailed to every single aspect, was an unavoidable heavy punch, slamming hard into the understanding of everyone present.
Feeling those gazes of inquiry, doubt, and shock, Kuzan slowly raised his head.
On his face, which usually carried a perpetually sleepy expression, there was now only an indescribable weariness and solemnity.
"Kuzan."
Sengoku spoke, his voice hoarse.
"Tell them."
Kuzan didn't answer immediately.
He just instinctively rubbed his chest with his palm.
Through his neat suit, he seemed to still feel waves of phantom pain coming from that spot.
It was the area instantly pierced by the technique called "Storm Release: Laser Circus."
He raised his eyes and scanned his colleagues present.
He scanned Kizaru's still lewd face, but with no smile beneath his glasses.
He scanned Akainu's expression, as grim as a volcano, with magma roiling in his eyes.
Finally, his gaze fell on the Vice Admirals whose faces were etched with "This is impossible."
"Every single word written in the report is true."
His voice was a bit dry, with a hoarseness that spoke of surviving a great ordeal.
"I even feel that my description is far from enough to describe even a thousandth of that man."
"He just floated there, doing nothing."
Kuzan's eyes began to drift, seemingly returning to that battlefield that made him feel bone-chilling cold.
"Just being looked at by his eyes..."
"I had the illusion... that I was completely seen through, from the inside out, and fully defined as 'dust'."
"My 'Ice Age' was a joke in front of him."
Kuzan's words, like an invisible giant hammer, shattered the last trace of hope in the conference room.
"What a joke!"
A hot-tempered Vice Admiral suddenly stood up, his face flushed.
"How could such a thing appear in a mere East Blue!"
"Are you questioning my judgment, Doberman?"
Kuzan's tone suddenly turned cold.
A chilling cold air, belonging to an Admiral, instantly spread.
Vice Admiral Doberman's face stiffened, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he opened and closed his mouth, but ultimately sat down unwillingly.
"This old man doesn't care about that monster named Uchiha Madara."
"Black Arm" Zephyr, who had been silent, tapped the table with his massive mechanical arm, making a dull sound.
His weathered eyes were filled with worry.
"What this old man cares about is that kid named White Night."
"Selling tickets to another world? Able to revive the dead?"
"Sengoku, if this thing falls into the hands of pirates, have you considered the consequences?"
Zephyr's words made everyone's heart in the room suddenly tighten.
That's right.
A shop that can grant people a completely new power system, and even revive the dead!
What does this mean for those veteran powerhouses who have already reached the pinnacle of the world but are plagued by age and illness?
Whitebeard Edward Newgate!
Golden Lion Shiki!
Even... those legends hidden in the shadows, unknown to the world!
Once they learn this news, what will happen?
East Blue, the weakest sea, would transform overnight into the most terrifying vortex in the entire world!
At that time, let alone the Marine, even the World Government might not be able to control the situation!
"Oh my, it's getting more and more terrifying, isn't it?"
Kizaru Borsalino exaggeratedly grinned, but his tone carried an unshakeable sense of dread.
"Being able to revive the dead, isn't that a power only 'Gods' possess?"
"Hmph!"
A cold, heavy snort.
Akainu Sakazuki finally spoke.
On his face, as cold and hard as a sculpture, there was no shock, no fear, only an extreme fury about to erupt.
"A guy who hides his head and shows his tail, dares to call himself a God?"
"Whether it's a monster from another world, or a merchant pretending to be a god, as long as it threatens 'Justice', it should be completely eradicated!"
Sakazuki suddenly stood up from his seat, his tall body casting a heavy shadow, and the air around him twisted due to the high temperature.
He stared intently at Sengoku with his magma-burning eyes.
"Fleet Admiral!"
"Let me go to the East Blue!"
"Let me, Sakazuki, go and see with my own eyes!"
"What kind of caliber that so-called 'Six Paths level monster' truly possesses!"
"And also to see how many heads that guy who dares to sell 'worlds' has!"
Akainu's voice, every word like molten lava erupting from his throat, carried an undeniable resolve and killing intent!
He wanted to verify all of this personally!
If the opponent was a threat, then he would use the most absolute violence to evaporate him from this world!
This was his "Absolute Justice"!
"Sakazuki! Sit down!"
Sengoku roared.
But Akainu's actions seemed to ignite a powder keg.
"Oh my, I'm also very interested, you know." Kizaru lazily raised his hand, "If I can really gain new power, I'd like to try if my 'light' can become a little faster."
"Fleet Admiral! Please allow us to go!"
"That's right! The Marine must seize the initiative in this matter!"
"We absolutely cannot let pirates obtain this power!"
A group of hawkish Vice Admirals, led by Doberman and Onigumo, stood up one after another, all filled with righteous indignation, their eyes flashing with desire and fighting spirit.
What a joke!
Able to teach Garp-san new techniques!
Able to defeat Admiral Aokiji in three minutes!
How could the power represented by this not drive these strong individuals, who had already touched their own bottlenecks, to madness!
This was not just a mission!
This was a heaven-sent opportunity!
"All of you, shut up!"
Sengoku slammed the table, veins throbbing on his forehead, and his Armament Haki unconsciously leaked out, the terrifying pressure solidifying the air in the entire conference room.
All the clamoring Vice Admirals instantly fell silent.
"What do you take that place for? A tourist attraction?!"
Sengoku roared, seething with anger.
"If everyone goes there, who will maintain peace on the seas?!"