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Chapter 382: The World is in an Uproar!
Chapter 382: The World is in an Uproar!
"A Spatial Fruit?"
Feng Ye stood in what used to be the sacred ground of Mariejois, now reduced to flat land. He remained still, his eyes scanning the surroundings before he spoke, his voice calm and unhurried.
The Sixth Path level of Shinra Tensei far exceeded the limit of power attainable by humans in this world, making it impossible to counter. The only option was to flee.
Just as the Five Elders were about to be crushed, someone used their spatial abilities to open a portal and escape the range of Shinra Tensei, taking some with them.
It could either be a Spatial Fruit or the pinnacle of all spatial powers—the source of all spatial abilities itself.
"Run," Feng Ye said, his eyes gleaming with a deep azure light as he gazed into the emptiness before him. "Run with fear and put effort into your escape."
With a casual step forward, he vanished from his original spot.
In truth, with his speed, he could have interrupted Shinra Tensei and disrupted the spatial movement with Huangquan Hira-Sakotsu when he first noticed it. But he chose not to.
After all, it would send a slightly different message if he interrupted the technique midway after having unleashed it.
Letting them experience pain and then reliving the fear, running with that fear, and worrying that he might find them at any moment—this state of mind was far more interesting for the Five Elders and the others than death.
...
On a secluded island, hidden from the world map and unknown to all but a select few, lay one of the World Government's deepest secrets. Only the Five Elders, the highest authority among the Celestial Dragons, knew of this place.
In a spacious clearing, light and shadows flickered, and a group of people tumbled out, still reeling from some unseen force that sent them flying in all directions.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
Several figures crashed into the surroundings, their impacts shattering the earth as blood sprayed from their mouths.
"Cough... cough..."
"That guy..."
One of the Five Elders, sword in hand, had crashed into a nearby rock wall, his blood staining his chest. He struggled to his feet, sword serving as a crutch, his entire body trembling—whether from anger or fear, it was unclear.
The image of Feng Ye's overwhelming display of power remained etched in his mind. It was a force that defied resistance, and in that moment, he felt nothing but his own insignificance.
What kind of power was that! Terrifying! Unstoppable!
They, who fancied themselves as gods, felt like mere mortals in the face of Feng Ye. It was as if he, standing tall in the sky, was the true deity who had descended upon the mortal realm!
Among those who had fallen were the other Five Elders and the captain of CP0, all of them quivering, their eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
As the Five Elders and the others trembled, their teeth clenched in anger, one of them suddenly saw something that made his face drain of color. He coughed violently before kneeling forward.
"Im..."
The others, also severely wounded, crawled towards the figure that had appeared in the center of the grass. One of them, trembling, spoke, "We are so sorry, Im... We failed to protect the sacred land..."
The sword-wielding Elder stifled a cough, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. With great difficulty, he looked towards the figure and asked, "Im... What should we do now...?"
"Don't... provoke him..."
Im's voice echoed, filling the air.
Those words froze everyone in their tracks, their bodies stiffening. Cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, trickling down their faces.
They tasted pain once more and felt a long-forgotten sensation—fear!
...
The end of the fifth year of the Great Pirate Era.
Ever since the World Government was established, the worst incident in eight hundred years had occurred—the sacred land of Mariejois had been invaded and reduced to rubble.
Countless Celestial Dragons perished in this incident.
After this event, only a minuscule number of Celestial Dragons who happened to be away from the sacred land survived, and even they tasted the fear that was the birthright of all humans, a sensation they had never experienced since their privileged births.
They trembled, and they were afraid!
Whether it was the Revolutionary Army's leader, Dragon, secretly planning to overthrow the Celestial Dragons' rule, Navy Marshal Kong, the emperors of the New World, or the kings of the underworld, upon learning of this news, they all fell into a pensive silence.
Compared to the muted reactions of these major powers, the common folk who got wind of the news and saw the next day's newspaper were momentarily stunned and bewildered.
But after the initial shock,
there was an uproar.
The world was in an uproar!
...
New World.
A certain sea route.
Whitebeard stared at the newspaper in his hand and fell silent.
The entire deck of the Moby Dick was enveloped in a somber atmosphere, and the young Marco and Jozu exchanged glances.
In this heavy silence,
after a moment,
Whitebeard finally put down the newspaper, picked up the large wine cup next to him, took a gulp, and said, "He really did... something incredible."
If Feng Ye's defeat of Sengoku had merely surprised him, and the destruction of the Navy Headquarters had lacked clear information, then this latest intelligence stirred something within Whitebeard, who stood at the very apex of the Great Sea, known as the 'World's Strongest.'
In this chaotic world, the Navy Headquarters had been invaded before. Golden Lion Shiki had once breached its walls, and though he was eventually captured, he left half the headquarters in ruins.
And even further back, there was another atrocious incident that had been erased from history—an intrusion into the sacred land of Mariejois. These events had happened in the past.
But,
even when invaded, the sacred land had never been destroyed!
Unlike the Navy Headquarters, the sacred land of Mariejois had stood firm since its establishment eight hundred years ago. Despite being invaded numerous times throughout history, it had never fallen!
"He actually destroyed the sacred land of Mariejois..."
"What a terrifying man..."
Marco took a deep breath and said, "I wonder if he's still alive."
Regardless,
Feng Ye, the destroyer of Mariejois, had already etched his name into legend, becoming a figure of myth!
A legend that towered over the Great Sea!
Whitebeard took another gulp of wine, put down his cup, and turned his head to gaze at the distant, undulating sea. With profound eyes, he said, "I have a premonition that he's still alive."
"Even if he died after destroying Mariejois, he would still be an unparalleled hero not seen in centuries. But I believe he's alive, and we'll see him soon."
This was Whitebeard's premonition.
His premonitions were usually accurate. He had once foreseen Captain Rocks' downfall, and indeed, the Rocks Pirates were ended by the combined efforts of Roger and Garp, ushering in Roger's era.
(End of Chapter)
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