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

He was completely unaware until Gern spoke!

As the Chief of Staff of the Revolutionary Army, he has mastered both Armament Haki and Observation Haki, not to mention that this is the front-line command center heavily guarded by the Revolutionary Army!

Before he came in, he had specifically instructed the Union Army Commander Raven and the Confederate Army Commander Lindbergh that no one was to disturb his meeting with Dragon unless there was an emergency!

Given Tianzhen's strength, it might not be surprising that he could force his way in, but surely it's possible that not a single word about stopping people could have been heard?

There's no soundproofing here.

Or rather, the two army commanders didn't intercept him at all, and just watched as Gern walked over!

A surge of anger and disdain instantly shattered Sabo's earlier impassioned speech.

His face turned ashen, and his teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound.

"Hmph!" A cold snort escaped Sabo's nose.

He couldn't do anything to Gern himself, but he felt an inexplicable sense of resentment and an urge to verify.

Driven to his senses, he turned around abruptly and rushed to the heavy oak door that Guern had pushed open!

He wanted to see what was happening outside! He wanted to ask the commanders of both armies why there hadn't been any movement at all!

"Raven! Lindbergh!"

Sabo used all his strength to push the door open completely!

The scene outside the door unfolded and unexpectedly entered his field of vision.

There was no scene as he had imagined, with revolutionary soldiers lying on the ground or in a tense standoff.

A group of people stood quietly in the corridor outside the door, on the steps, and even in the courtyard further away.

The number of people was small, but each one of them, just by standing there, represented deterrence.

They each had their own unique postures, yet they all possessed an aura of dominance over the world.

At the very front, one on the left and one on the right.

On the left, "Akainu" Sakazuki.

On the right, "Kizaru" Borsalino.

The mere presence of these two current admirals is enough to crush the core defenses of any of the Four Emperors' crews!

Behind and to their sides were Gern's most trusted and fearsome subordinates, known as "the Calamity."

"The Devil" Douglas Barrett sat directly on the ruins of what appeared to be a Celestial Dragon statue.

With his arms crossed and a wide grin revealing a set of white teeth, his arrogant smile was undisguised.

Lippo Hope, the "White Rabbit," sat on Barrett's shoulders, swinging her legs as she looked around at San Marjorie.

"Gold" Gild Tezzolo chats with "Bauhinia" Toritoma, saying that his daughter, left behind in G-10, has been corrupted by her.

Torritoma, resting his chin on his hand and tugging at something, annoyed Tezzolo, who was at a loss for words.

The "tyrant" Bartholomew the Great Bear was chatting with revolutionary army cadres, especially Ivankov.

Further away, in the courtyard.

"God" Enel floated cross-legged in mid-air, a few feet off the ground, his eyes closed, as if taking a nap.

Sabo even caught a glimpse of Hawkeye Mihawk, the "world's greatest swordsman," who was with Perona not far away.

There was no noise, no conversation.

This group represents the most elite and terrifying combat power of the current navy (independent navy).

And so, in a manner that was almost like a casual pause after a "stroll,"...

They silently guarded, or rather... surrounded, this core building that served as the headquarters of the revolutionary army.

This is not "no support" at all!

This is practically the entire elite force of the Navy Headquarters that has been brought over!

Moreover, this is not all; the Navy Headquarters also retained a system based on the former Fleet Admiral Sengoku's teachings.

And Admiral Fujitora and former Admiral Kuzan!

Sabo stood alone before the crowd, looking so ridiculous, so powerless!

He remembered what Long had just said.

When looking at things, we need to look further ahead.

Far? This is no longer a matter of "far"!

This is like slapping the final answer right in your face, leaving you no right to question it!

A cold, hard truth, accompanied by an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

On the high seas, they possess the largest base of civilian support...

It possesses the largest and most disciplined military force (the integrated independent navy)...

Possessing the most bases and logistical strongholds (the four seas and the Grand Line, key points in the New World)...

Holding the banner of "justice" and the power of interpretation...

Their top-tier combat power is so exaggerated that it could crush any single force...

Mid-level officers are everywhere, and the training and promotion system is well-established.

Such an existence.....

It goes beyond just being described as "powerful".

This is simply...

Why would Gern need the Revolutionary Army as cannon fodder?

He's clearly... here to personally inspect the results of the final solution, and incidentally... flex his muscles.

Sabo slowly turned his head and looked into the conference hall.

Gern had already walked to the long table, not even glancing once more at Sabo, who was standing frozen in the doorway.

He leaned slightly forward, looking at the military map on the table with Long, and they were exchanging words in hushed tones.

That was an attitude of complete disregard.

It's not contempt, but rather a natural oversight caused by the vast difference in their levels.

Sabo's sense of powerlessness reached its peak at this moment.

He knew that Gern's appearance here with this group of "disasters" and his generals was definitely meant to show off his military might and assert his dominance.

Inside the hall, all the Revolutionary Army cadres who had initially had doubts due to Sabo's questioning fell silent.

They also saw the scene outside the door and felt the suffocating sense of oppression.

Previous complaints about the navy "watching from the sidelines" vanished in the face of the overwhelming display of power.

Instead, a complex emotion emerged.

There was a sense of relief (strong reinforcements have really arrived), and a feeling of shock (I didn't expect it to be in this form).

There was also a deep sense of awe, and a growing anxiety about the uncertain future.

Is fighting alongside such an "ally" really just about "shouldering" each other?

Sabo leaned against the door frame, slowly exhaling a breath of stale air, his resentment turning into a bitter calm.

He got it.

In this world-shaking war, the revolutionary army may be the vanguard that ignites the flames of war, the sharp knife that tears open the cracks.

But ultimately, the sword is wielded and the final strike determines where the world's head will fall...

It's probably no longer something they can comment on.

Outside the door, the navy's top combatants displayed various postures.

Together they built an iron wall that inspired despair yet on which they had no choice but to rely.

Inside the door, Gern and the dragon were talking in hushed tones.

As for Sabo, and all the revolutionary army

At this moment, they have all become part of this grand drama.

My feelings are complicated...

Audience and supporting actors.

Chapter 726 Multiple Fronts: Akainu (Part 1)

The Navy and the Revolutionary Army meet, representing top-tier combat power as they enter the arena.

At this time, the Revolutionary Army was relegated to a secondary role, mainly responsible for the CP agents in the Holy Land and the Celestial Dragons' own guard forces.

........

Mary Geoise, Western Front.

This area was once a relatively "peaceful" region on the outskirts of Pangaea, where several magnificent manors belonging to families of slightly lower status than the Celestial Dragons were located.

At this moment, tranquility was utterly shattered.

The exquisite marble sculpture was melted down.

The wide, white marble plaza was now covered with crisscrossing lava trenches, some several meters deep.

The molten, reddish-brown lava flowed and bubbled slowly within, distorting and deforming the surrounding air.

The once neatly trimmed exotic flowers, rare plants, and precious trees have long since turned into charred ashes scattered across the ground, carried away by the stench of the heatwave.

hell.

This is the most apt description of the scene before us.

The source of this hellish place stands at the very center of the lava pool.

"Akainu" Sakazuki.

The admiral's cloak of justice was fluttering.

Akainu was not wearing a military cap, and his hard face was expressionless as he stared straight ahead at the steps of the dilapidated main hall of the manor.

His right hand was gripping a guard tightly.

Akainu didn't even look down at him.

It was as if he was holding not a life, but a piece of troublesome garbage.

"laugh!!!"

Magma erupted from Akainu's palm, instantly engulfing the guard's head and upper body!

There were no screams, only a brief but intense hissing sound, and a plume of foul-smelling white smoke rose as flesh and bones instantly vaporized.

The next second, the mangled body splashed up a few crimson waves before sinking without a trace.

Clean, efficient, and ruthless to the extreme.

After doing all this, Akainu slowly raised his eyelids and looked up at the steps.

A figure slowly stood up in front of the chair.

Supreme Commander of the Knights of God.

Figaland Greeneguin.

He was clad in ornate armor, and his crescent-shaped hair was meticulously styled.

His right hand was already resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"I thought..."

Grimm looked at the person before him and sighed.

"Tianzhen Gen... will come to deal with me personally."

As he finished speaking, he slowly drew his sword, the blade pointing at Akainu.