One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

"From today onwards, all naval warships are prohibited from entering the New World."

Any vessel flying the seagull flag that crosses the red line will be considered to have declared war on Beehive Island—and will be killed without mercy.

"The World Government must withdraw from all its bases, outposts, and intelligence stations in the New World within three months."

Those still remaining in the New World three months from now, I will personally go and clean them up.

"Furthermore, starting today, Beehive Island welcomes members who are dissatisfied with the World Government to join."

Roy paused slightly, his tone becoming calmer, but every word carried a chilling solemnity:

"Let's turn this world upside down!"

The live stream ended, and the Den Den Mushi's eyes dimmed.

But the world was still reeling from the shock and remained in shock for a long time.

A pirate, in front of the entire world, formally declares war on the World Government, which has ruled the world for eight hundred years.

No one has ever done this before.

Roger never did it, Whitebeard never did it, Rocks never did it, and even the Revolutionary Army didn't dare to go that far.

Roy did it, and not only did he do it, but he did it in such a nonchalant tone.

It was as if he wasn't declaring war on the world government, but rather announcing today's weather.

Naval Headquarters Conference Room.

Sengoku smashed the table with a single punch, sending splinters flying everywhere.

The naval officers present all had ashen faces; some clenched their fists, while others gritted their teeth and remained silent.

"He's gone mad!" Sengoku roared. "He's trying to start a full-scale war!"

Karp leaned against the corner, clutching a bag of senbei in his hand, but he never opened it.

His gaze fell on the ruins, on the still-burning wreckage of the warships, and on the bodies covered with white sheets.

He recalled the moment Luffy swung his fist at him on the execution platform.

I remember Ace kneeling on the execution platform, chained up, and Whitebeard's final, triumphant laugh.

"The Warring States Period"

Garp spoke, his voice hoarse and deep.

Sengoku stopped roaring and turned to look at him.

"I'm planning to semi-retire."

The Warring States period was stunned.

The other generals in the conference room were also stunned.

"you--"

"I'm getting old."

Karp stood up, stuffed the unopened senbei into his pocket, and turned to walk towards the door.

"From now on, I'll mentor new recruits and help them out."

"You can handle the matters concerning the generals and marshals yourselves."

He walked to the door and paused.

"Kuzan is a good kid; I recommend him to be marshal."

Then he pushed open the door and went out.

Sengoku watched Garp's figure disappear through the doorway and remained silent for a long time.

The Grand Line, on a certain island.

A man wearing a blue hood stood on the edge of a cliff, clutching a newspaper in his hand.

He crumpled the newspaper headlines in his hand, but he didn't care.

What he cared about were the two faces in the accompanying pictures—Luffy and Ace.

His son and his other son are both still alive.

Long let out a long breath. He looked at the distant sea, a smile appearing on his lips.

"Roy, you really dare to do that."

Beehive Island, one week later.

Roy was working on documents in his office when Stella pushed open the door and came in, holding a stack of brand-new bounty posters.

"A new bounty has been issued."

She placed the top one in front of Roy.

Roy glanced down and smiled.

The wanted poster featured his photo—a shot of him standing in mid-air on the battlefield of Marineford, with the Black Blade Autumn Water slung over his shoulder, and a cloud of blood mist behind him.

Bounty: 10000000000 Berries.

Ten zeros. Ten billion.

The first pirate in history to reach this number.

Roy flipped the bounty poster over and looked at the description on the back, which listed his "crimes" in great detail: attacking Marine Headquarters, murdering the Five Elders, inciting rebellion, disrupting world order...

"It's quite valuable."

He casually tossed the wanted posters onto the table and picked up the next few.

Barrett: 5.5 billion. In the photo, he is roaring to the sky, his white tiger fur stained with the blood of his enemies.

Charges: Sabotage of the Navy Headquarters, attack on Navy hero Garp, and causing numerous casualties among Navy personnel.

Hawkeye: 5 billion. Charges: Attacking Admiral Aokiji and assisting in the terrorist attack on Beehive Island.

Tesoro: 4.5 billion. Charge: Attacking the naval fleet with massive lightning strikes, causing thousands of naval casualties.

The bounties for other core members are generally between two and four billion.

Roy flipped through all the bounty posters, his smile growing wider.

The world government has really suffered a huge loss this time.

These bounty amounts would have been unimaginable two years ago, but now they have no choice but to do it—

Because if we don't do this, it would be tantamount to admitting that we are powerless to control Hive Island.

The higher the bounty, the more fear the world government has.

This number shows that they are terrified to the extreme.

Hive Island Headquarters, Core Conference Room.

A dozen or so people sat around a long table, the atmosphere much more somber than usual.

Barrett leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed, Hawkeye crossed his hands on his knees, Tesoro twirled a gold coin between his fingers, and Crocodile puffed on a cigar.

Everyone was waiting for Roy to speak.

Roy sat in the main seat, tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice, and then said the words that made Barrett jump out of his chair.

"I plan to reveal the training methods for the Six Styles of the Navy and the Two-Color Haki to the whole world."

"Are you crazy?!"

Barrett slammed his hand on the table, the tiger stripes throbbing violently beneath his skin.

"This is our advantage!"

"If you make it public, who will be afraid of us anymore?"

"Calm down. Do you really think you can overthrow the World Government with just the forces on Beehive Island!?"

Roy's tone was calm.

"You should do some calculations first—the population of the One Piece world is in the tens of billions."

How many people are in the navy?

At most a million.

No matter how much the World Government recruits, how many elites can it cultivate who can master Haki?

One hundred thousand?

Two hundred thousand?

Roy stood up, walked to the nautical chart hanging on the wall, and pointed to the four seas.

"But it's different for the hundreds of billions of ordinary people."

Even if only one in ten thousand people achieve success in their cultivation, that still amounts to millions of awakened powerhouses.

Among these people, some will choose to rebel against the World Government, while others will choose to go to sea and become pirates.

Either choice would shake the very foundations of the world government's rule.

Hawkeye raised his head, a glint of light flashing in his golden eyes.

"You are trying to dismantle the world government at its very foundation."

"right."

Roy nodded.

"The navy is strong because it has a monopoly on the power system."

The Six Styles of the Navy can only be learned by the Navy, and their powerful training methods are kept secret.

For ordinary civilians to become stronger, they either need to join the navy or rely on luck to encounter a strong person willing to teach them.

Once this system is broken, the navy's advantage will be completely leveled.