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

The order for mobilization for combat readiness on Beehive Island was issued at five o'clock in the morning.

The first ship's horn sounded from the direction of the port, sharp and long, ripping the entire island awake from its slumber.

Then came the second and third sounds.

The sirens blared incessantly, like a pack of wild beasts simultaneously catching the scent of their prey.

There were hardly any idle people left at the port at this time.

As soon as the ladder was lowered, dozens of movers rushed up it, their movements so fast they were almost invisible.

Food, ore, timber, medicine—boxes of supplies were unloaded from the ship and moved rapidly along handcarts and rails.

Everyone wore a strange excitement on their faces. No one spoke, but their footsteps were more hurried than any war drum.

Roy stood on the high platform of the harbor, watching all of this.

"It's already running at full speed."

Stella stood behind him, her Den Den Mushi ringing incessantly.

"Supply ships from all over the world will arrive in the next three days."

Vegapunk has already pushed the production line for the new weapon to maximum capacity, with the daily production rate of Seastone warheads increasing by 30% compared to expectations.

"Where's the boat?"

"All sixteen new warships in the dock have been launched, and the firepower systems and sea stone armor are undergoing final adjustments."

Tezzolo personally oversaw the process, saying that departure could take place no later than five days later.

Roy nodded.

His gaze swept over the rows of warships in the harbor, which gleamed with a cold, bluish-gray light in the morning glow, like a steel fleet awakening.

"Where are the cadres?"

"Barrett and the others are already warming up."

I have already given all that needed to be said.

"Okay." Roy turned around and walked towards the weapons factory below.

The weapons factory was sweltering, with sparks flying everywhere.

The molten iron churning in the furnace bathed the entire factory in a crimson glow, and the workers on the assembly line, shirtless, had their muscles glistening in the firelight.

Seastone bullets slid out of the mold one by one and were neatly stacked into wooden crates. Next to them was the production line for swords and armor, where the sounds of hammering and grinding wheels mingled together, making one's eardrums buzz.

Roy walked around the factory and casually picked up a seastone bullet to examine it.

It is finely crafted, has a substantial weight, and meets his requirements perfectly.

"Continue." He put the warhead back in the box and nodded to the person in charge next to him.

As they left the factory, Stella handed them another piece of intelligence.

"A message came back from our spies in Mary Geoise."

The Five Elders haven't shown up for a long time, and most of the members of the Knights of God have also disappeared.

The whereabouts of several CP0 members are currently unknown; they may have already infiltrated the Giant Kingdom.

"What about the navy?"

"Akainu is still at headquarters, but at least four fleets led by vice admirals are gathering towards the New World."

Fujitora and Garp have not yet made a public appearance.

Roy sneered:

"They won't come to Elbaf. They don't even know where they're supposed to be guarding."

Meanwhile, the atmosphere within the power structure of Mary Geoise had reached its breaking point.

The five elders are indeed not here.

Only a few high-ranking civil servants remained around the long table, their faces ashen as they watched the urgent dispatches pouring in from all over the world.

The Revolutionary Army is firing on all fronts across the seas, the Navy Headquarters is in constant danger, the entire New World is out of contact, and Mary Geoise's high-end combat power has been almost completely depleted.

Akainu's image appeared on the communication screen between the powers, his face so ashen it looked like molten iron could drip from it.

"The revolutionary army's offensives across the world are not small-scale operations."

Akainu gritted his teeth and said,

"They are cooperating with Hive Island."

The New World has spiraled out of control, and the Navy cannot simultaneously manage both the four seas and Mary Geoise.

I need the Five Elders…

"The Five Elders are not here," the civil official interrupted him, his voice trembling.

"Where are they?!" Akainu slammed his hand on the table.

No one answered him.

But deep within the flowers, all remained deathly still.

On the other side, in the Elbaf Sea.

The Sun Lion has been sailing in this area for three days.

Thick fog rolled in from all directions, as thick as cotton that could be cut, reducing visibility to less than fifty meters.

The currents were more turbulent than expected, and very few of the reefs were above water. It was only thanks to Nami's constant monitoring of the nautical chart and her Observation Haki that they narrowly avoided more than a dozen underwater reefs that could have torn the ship's hull apart.

"What the hell is this place..." Usopp lay on the ship's railing, having already vomited three times.

Just when everyone was feeling listless from the fog and ocean currents, the fog suddenly thinned.

A few rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the mist, shining on the sea and turning the water into a shimmering gold.

Immediately afterwards, the sea fog was torn apart like a curtain, and the scene in front of them was like a heavy hammer, smashing directly into everyone's pupils.

Elbaf.

The coastal cliff alone is so high that you can't see the top.

The enormous waterfall crashed down from the clouds, splashing hundreds of meters into the sea, its roar louder than thunder.

The island's outline resembles a giant rising from the seabed, blotting out the sky and blocking out most of the sunlight.

"Wow...so big..." Nami's mouth dropped open, and she even forgot to look at the nautical chart.

Chopper was speechless; his eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Brook's skull jaw fell to his chest, then snapped back together with a click.

Zoro looked up at the island and remained silent for a long time.

He could feel that the oppressive atmosphere emanating from this island was even heavier than that of Wano Country, and more primitive than that of Beehive Island.

Luffy stood at the bow of the Sun Lion, the knot of his straw hat dancing wildly in the wind.

He was stunned at first, but the next second, his whole face broke into an excessively big smile.

"It's huge!!!"

He raised his arms and shouted towards the island, "Elbaf—!! I'm coming—!!!"

The sound echoed back and forth between the cliff and the sea, startling a flock of seabirds that took flight from the cliff face.

But Sanji didn't laugh.

He had a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes half-closed, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding sea fog.

He always felt that something was moving in the fog, and in more than one direction.

"Something's getting closer," he whispered.

Luffy didn't turn around, but slowly lowered his arms.

His smile was still on his face, but a cold seriousness had crept into his eyes.

Black and red lightning bolts, regal in color, began to leap from beneath his feet, crackling and spreading along the hull to the sea surface.

"Let them come," Luffy said.

Meanwhile, in an ancient room in Elbaf, a teleportation array silently lit up.

The black and red light spread out like flowing water, and figures emerged from the light, their clothes fluttering without wind, each step as if they were treading on the lifeline of this ancient island.

The Five Elders.

They did indeed come.

At the same time, on Beehive Island.

Roy stood atop the main hall, the distant sea breeze carrying a salty taste and faint traces of gunpowder smoke.

He gripped the Den Den Mushi tightly and pressed the bottom button.

"All cadres, let's go!"