The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

He dispatched his most trusted sea creature companion, the Hoai, capable of diving into the deepest waters and evading all detection, to meet him at the designated location and carry out the final leg of the stealthy transport.

Gern stepped onto solid ground, casually placed the blood-stained package at his feet, and then looked back at the enormous Hoai.

“Thanks, everyone.” Gern nodded to Hoai. “Give Neptune my regards when you get back. I’ll remember this favor.”

However, a trace of human fear remained in Hoai's enormous eyes.

It let out a low growl in response, then turned without hesitation and swiftly submerged into the unfathomable depths of the sea, disappearing from sight.

To this day, it still can't bear to recall the moment when Gern carried those two bloody Celestial Dragon heads.

Like the Grim Reaper, he suddenly appeared in Ryugu Castle, demanding that Neptune send him back to the New World in the fastest and most discreet way.

The scene of its tall master, the Knight of the Sea, almost collapsing to the ground in terror, drenched in cold sweat.

The scene was so beautiful that even the fish had nightmares after seeing it.

After seeing Hoai off, Gern turned his gaze to Hawkeye and Bear behind him.

Hawkeye remained as cold and aloof as ever, holding the Black Blade Night, as if everything he had just experienced was merely an ordinary journey.

He did not comment on Guern's crazy behavior, but his choice to follow along already showed his attitude.

The bear's sudden appearance and involvement were indeed an unexpected turn of events for Gern.

Just as he was escaping surveillance and preparing to act alone, Korema contacted him through the Den Den Mushi he had left him years ago...

Although surprised, Guern naturally wouldn't refuse.

Kuma's Paw-Paw Fruit ability is virtually unmatched in terms of strategic mobility, and his own strength is also extremely formidable.

With Xiong's addition, his core team...

Natural disaster (oneself), God (Enel, severely injured)

Swordsman (Hawkeye), Demon (Barrett), Tyrant (Kuma), Gold Saint (Tesoro), Snake Princess (Toritoma), Healer (Ripo)

It has now fully taken shape, encompassing almost every aspect of combat, mobility, logistics, economy, and medicine, becoming a truly terrifying group capable of shaking the world.

When he first learned of Enel's accident, the overwhelming rage almost overwhelmed his reason, leading him to the extreme act of beheading a Celestial Dragon at Sabaody Archipelago.

But after the initial anger subsided, Gern's calm, almost ruthless, mindset once again prevailed.

Venting anger is necessary, but that's just an appetizer.

Now, what he needs to do is not to blindly charge forward in a fit of rage.

Instead, he wanted to use this incident to turn the whole process into a storm that would maximize his and his "natural disaster faction's" interests!

If the world government dares to touch his people, it should be prepared to have the biggest piece of its flesh torn off!

He wants to use this revenge to make a name for himself as "the Calamity," so that the New World and even the whole world will understand who this ocean truly cannot be messed with!

After such a long period of silence, it's time to let the world see the storm of natural disasters.

........

Hawkeye glanced at the bleeding package at Gern's feet, then looked in the general direction of the G-10 base in the distance, and calmly asked...

"Next, go straight back to G-10?"

In his view, since the return had been announced in such a brutal manner, he should immediately return to headquarters and take charge of the central command.

To consolidate our forces in response to the ensuing fury and military pressure from the World Government.

However, Gern shook his head, a cold smile on his face carrying an unfathomable meaning: "Before that, I need to make sure that someone... can calm down first."

His gaze seemed to pierce through space, looking in a specific direction, his eyes carrying a hint of helplessness, but more so an undeniable desire for control.

To quell external threats, internal stability must come first; his base of operations in the new world absolutely cannot be allowed to be destroyed!

Therefore, someone must be silenced before any formal action is taken!

Meanwhile, Xiong, standing to the side, silently watched Gern's profile.

To be honest, he found it hard to believe that the naval admiral before him was so decisive, cunning, and even somewhat sinister.

It is connected to the boy who was in the Kingdom of Sorbe back then.

Time and strength seem to have completely changed that person.

but……

The bear's gaze involuntarily fell on the blood-dripping package.

It was this man, now unfamiliar and powerful, who had done things he never dared to even imagine.

In the most direct and brutal way, the Celestial Dragon's head was severed!

At that moment, the deep-seated fear that Kuma had of the World Government and the Celestial Dragons seemed to be torn open by this bloody scene!

That's exactly the kind of power he needs! That's the kind of madness that's unbridled and dares to trample on all rules!

Only someone like Gurney could possibly help him rescue Ginny from that abyss of despair!

Just then, Gern bent down and picked up the blood-stained package again.

He turned his gaze to the tall, silent bear beside him, a smile that, while not exactly warm, carried a clear transactional undertone.

"Bear."

"Could you please use that convenient ability one more time to send me somewhere?"

His tone was polite, but his eyes clearly conveyed that this was a "request," not a request.

"Where to, Mr. Gern?"

"The Whitebeard Pirates, the Moby Dick!"

Chapter 318 Keep quiet for a while, Whitebeard

The New World, the core of the Whitebeard Pirates' sphere of influence.

The massive Moby Dick, like a moving castle, sails on the vast and turbulent sea.

The deck was filled with a cheerful and lively atmosphere, with crew members drinking, singing, arm wrestling, and making a constant racket.

Whitebeard sat astride a specially made large chair in the center of the deck, his left hand gripping a wine barrel that would be enormous for an ordinary person.

But in his colossal hands, the barrel seemed like just an ordinary wine glass.

He took a hearty gulp of wine and let out his signature loud "glug-glug" laugh, which made the air buzz.

He looked at his sons playing around him like family, his eyes filled with love and contentment.

This warmth and joy of being surrounded by family was what he sought throughout his life, and it was the foundation of the Whitebeard Pirates.

However, before the laughter subsided, the white-bearded man's expression suddenly froze!

Those eyes, which were originally full of smiles, suddenly became incredibly sharp, like a lion eyeing its prey, and shot towards the bow of the Moby Dick!

Marco, who was holding a glass of wine, noticed his father's sudden change in expression and, out of curiosity, followed his gaze.

The air at the bow of the Moby Dick rippled violently like waves!

The next moment, a figure appeared out of thin air without any warning!

The newcomer was tall and wore a simple black shirt, with the black sword Bahuang wrapped in gray and white bandages hanging at his waist.

It was Gern!!

He stood there quietly at the bow, as if he had been there from the very beginning.

His cold gaze swept over the people on the deck who froze instantly, and he exuded a suffocatingly low pressure.

In an instant, the once bustling Moby Dick fell into a deathly silence!

All the laughter and chatter came to an abrupt halt, and the sound of shattering glasses seemed particularly jarring.

As Gurn stepped onto the deck of the Moby Dick, the crew members on deck, including some squad leaders, instinctively...

Like a tide, it parted to both sides, involuntarily making way for him, a path leading straight to Whitebeard!

This is a biological instinct, a reaction to extreme danger and a powerful aura!

Because a king can only be with a king!!

In the middle of the ship, Whitebeard watched Gern approach step by step, his brows furrowed, his voice low and rumbling like thunder.

“Gern brat…you…” Before he could finish speaking, Gern had already walked up to him and was standing not far away.

Gern made no small talk, not even glancing at the white team leaders glaring at him from either side.

He simply raised his hand and threw the bloodstained package he had been carrying at Whitebeard!

The package landed on the deck at Whitebeard's feet with a dull thud, and dark red blood quickly seeped out, staining the wooden deck red.

Gern raised his head, his cold gaze meeting the world's strongest man's without fear. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable tone of command.

"White beard."

"Keep quiet for the next while."

These words were like cold water being poured into a boiling oil pan!

The entire deck exploded instantly!

"You bastard! What did you say?!"

"How dare you speak to your father like that!"

The new members who had just joined the Whitebeard Pirates were instantly enraged!

But, suddenly.

Those crew members who shouted the loudest and tried to rush forward, even the officers at the squad leader level, felt a strong wave of dizziness.

Those who were slightly weaker were as if struck by an invisible hammer, their eyes rolled back, and they foamed at the mouth and fainted to the ground!

The deck, which was just a moment ago filled with passionate enthusiasm, was suddenly overrun with a large number of people collapsing!

Marco's expression changed upon seeing this, and he immediately roared at the pale-faced newcomers behind him who were still able to stand: "Everyone! Get off the deck immediately!"

"Retreat to the cabin! This man's domineering presence...you can't handle it!!"

At the same time, the phoenix flames on his body instantly ignited, and he stared intently at Gern, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Whitebeard looked at the blood-soaked package at his feet, then at his sons lying on the deck, and finally fixed his gaze on Gern's cold and resolute face.

He didn't react immediately; his massive body slowly rose from the chair, casting a shadow that almost completely enveloped Gern.

However, after saying that "warning," Gern didn't look at Whitebeard again and turned around, walking towards the bow of the ship, preparing to leave.

Just as Gurn turned and took his third step

Whitebeard suddenly slammed the huge barrel in his left hand down like a cannonball towards Gern's back!

The barrels carried terrifying force and a whooshing sound, moving at an astonishing speed!

However, just as the barrel was about to smash into Gern's back...

"Crack!!" The air behind Gern seemed to crack open suddenly, as if countless cracks had appeared on an invisible pane of glass!

Then, it shattered as if it were a solid object!

The barrel, imbued with the white-bearded man's monstrous strength, crashed into this shattered space the instant...

"Bang!!" The huge barrel exploded completely in mid-air without warning, before the wine inside could even spill out!

It turned into countless tiny wood chips and wine foam, scattering everywhere, but not a single speck could splash onto Gern.

Gern stopped in his tracks.

"Gurararara..." Whitebeard let out a deep laugh, "Kid... are you ordering me around?"

"hehe."

Gern's cold laugh, which he gave without turning around, coupled with his previous attitude, completely ignited Whitebeard's fury!

"Arrogant brat!!!" Whitebeard roared, his massive body suddenly unleashing a terrifying aura that seemed to overwhelm everything!

He suddenly reached back with his right hand and grasped the enormous Supreme Grade Sword, Murakumogiri!

Without any hesitation, Whitebeard raised the naginata, a weapon powerful enough to split mountains and cleave seas, high above his head. Instantly, a powerful Armament Haki enveloped it, making the blade even darker and deeper!

With his eyes wide open in anger, he unleashed a powerful and brutal "Mountain Splitting" strike down on Gern's back!