Fleet Admiral Sengoku stopped paying attention to the three Admirals beside him.
"The arrogant arrogance of the pirates must be crushed."
Fleet Admiral Sengoku spoke coldly, each word like a heavy hamr striking the hearts of everyone present.
In his mind, he already had a ticulous plan, with its sights set directly on the uncrowned king of the seas—Whitebeard.
This legendary pirate, with his overwhelming strength and unparalleled dominance, had beco the spiritual pillar in the hearts of all pirates.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku knew deeply that to resolve this Great Pirate Era, he had to eliminate him.
"But before the actual plan is set in motion, the other Emperors must also be dealt a blow first," Fleet Admiral Sengoku thought coldly.
Although the Four Emperors competed with each other, they might also unite when facing the common enemy, the Navy.
Therefore, striking them down one by one and weakening their strength was the wiser choice.
"The Big Mom Pirates have been overreaching lately."
Fleet Admiral Sengoku brought up the Big Mom Pirates, one of the Four Emperors. This pirate crew, structured like a family, had been growing increasingly active at sea in recent years, posing a growing threat to the Navy.
"We must make them understand that this sea is still dominated by the Navy."
Fleet Admiral Sengoku's words were filled with an unyielding authority; he was determined to restore the Navy's dignity.
As Fleet Admiral Sengoku's voice fell, the Vice Admirals below beca stirred with excitent.
Many among them, such as hawkish leaders like Doberman, were fired up with passion. They craved battle, eager to prove the Navy's strength.
Seeing the high morale of the naval officers, Fleet Admiral Sengoku nodded slightly, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
However, his expression quickly turned serious again.
To deal with powerful enemies like the Emperors, only Admiral-level combatants could handle the task. He turned his gaze to the three Admirals.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku's eyes moved between the three Admirals, finally settling on Kizaru, who seed lost in thought.
Kizaru's lazy deanor, as if he could fall asleep at any mont, made Fleet Admiral Sengoku shake his head slightly before he quickly glanced away and moved on.
Sengoku knew well that soone like Kizaru, who always seed to be just punching the clock and slacking off, wouldn't be eager to take on such a troubleso mission.
Next, Fleet Admiral Sengoku's gaze landed on Aokiji.
In stark contrast to Kizaru, Aokiji was no longer dozing; his expression had beco serious.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku nodded slightly, acknowledging Aokiji's attitude.
However, in his mind, the one most suited for this mission was Akainu. Akainu's tenacity and determination allowed him to remain decisive when facing any enemy.
But just then, as Fleet Admiral Sengoku's eyes swept to the side, he witnessed sothing unbelievable.
Roy slowly stood up.
His voice carried a hint of playful nonchalance: "Ara~ Well, I guess I'll take care of Big Mom's territory."
At these words, not only Fleet Admiral Sengoku but also Akainu and Aokiji beside him showed expressions of disbelief.
They all knew Kizaru's personality and were well aware of his usual attitude toward missions.
Thus, when Kizaru volunteered himself, they were all quite surprised.
Garp, who had been dozing off, snapped his eyes open upon hearing Kizaru's words.
He burst into laughter, as if witnessing sothing amusing: "Ahaha! That's a rare sight!"
His reaction clearly showed his surprise and curiosity at Kizaru's initiative.
"I really do try to help Sengoku-san with his worries, you know. I often work overti even on my days off," Roy grumbled, feigning indignation.
"Who's going to believe that?"
Several people present, including the Vice Admirals, all thought the sa.
They had never seen Roy volunteer so proactively before, nor did they know why he had suddenly changed his attitude.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku watched this scene, pondering to himself. He understood that although Roy was usually lazy, his strength was not to be underestimated. Moreover, with the mobility granted by the Glint-Glint Fruit, he was essentially invincible.
Sengoku decided to give Kizaru a chance to see what kind of surprise he might bring.
Thus, he nodded slightly, approving Kizaru's request. "Very well. Since you're so confident, you can go. But rember, proceed with caution."
"Don't worry, Fleet Admiral Sengoku." The corner of Roy's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a calm smile.
At this mont, he was indeed in a rather good mood, but it wasn't because his personality had suddenly changed.
In truth, the reason he was so enthusiastic about taking the initiative was, of course, driven by benefits.
Just then, a system notification sounded: "Group mber Roy has started a live broadcast."
Instantly, the usually quiet chat group beca as lively as a pond disturbed by a thrown stone.
"Ah, the big shot is here!" soone shouted excitedly.
"Long ti no see, Kizaru-san!" another quickly followed.
"Finally starting a livestream, Kizaru-san!" Greetings and words of anticipation flooded in like a tidal wave.
Roy smiled, watching the constantly refreshing ssages in the chat group with amusent.
In reality, the reason he had unhesitatingly decided to attack one of the powerful Emperors was precisely to start this live broadcast and earn precious points through it.
After all, to successfully traverse to other fascinating worlds, such as the Conan world or the Naruto world, a substantial amount of points was required.
Thinking this, Roy couldn't help but get lost in thought.
He felt a particular longing for the Naruto world, which he dread of visiting.
That world held nurous powerful abilities, such as the Sharingan, Yang Release, Yin Release, and others—all abilities that were incredibly enticing.
anwhile, Tanjiro was staring intently at the chat group, his face filled with confusion and curiosity.
He had just passed the grueling selection and officially beco a mber of the Demon Slayer Corps, his heart surging with unprecedented excitent and pride.
For Tanjiro, this was not only a turning point in his personal destiny but also a solid step towards his goal of protecting his sister.
In the group mber list, Tanjiro's gaze involuntarily lingered on a na respectfully called "the big shot" by others.
This na appeared frequently in the group, and every ntion of it was accompanied by the awe and admiration of the other mbers.
It was said that this person possessed extraordinary strength and was a powerful being who readily helped others.
Tanjiro pondered to himself, "If this big shot is truly that powerful, I wonder if I might be fortunate enough to receive so guidance from him. Perhaps it could help take my swordsmanship to the next level."
Thinking this, a glimr of anticipation shone in Tanjiro's eyes.
In another ti and space, Roy stood on the deck of a massive warship, the salty sea wind blowing against him.
Beside him were several Vice Admirals, also dressed in naval uniforms, their expressions solemn.
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