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

“So, in order to wipe them all out, the next step…” He raised his eyes, looking directly at Guern.

"We'll split up."

"Should we split up?" Gern leaned against his desk, his fingertips tapping lightly on the surface.

He then glanced at the markings on the document and smiled slightly: "I have no objections."

“Is that so…” Sakazuki’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Gern's reaction was too calm, even carrying a familiar, unsettling casualness.

Whenever that bastard makes that face, it means he's stirring things up!

“But I have a suggestion!” Sure enough, Gern changed the subject and continued, “If this plan is confirmed, then there is one more thing that must be done.”

"What is it?" Sakazuki took off his hat and touched his hair.

Gern raised his hand, took out an exquisite Den Den Mushi from his pocket, and gently placed it on the table.

The Den Den Mushi, with the Navy Headquarters crest engraved on its shell, is currently fast asleep with its eyes closed.

"Shut down all private Den Den Mushi devices that are directly ordered from headquarters." Gern said this in a voice as calm as if he were discussing tomorrow's weather.

"Our actions don't just involve eliminating other pirates; they also target the Flying Pirates, which will quickly attract the attention of Headquarters."

"You know, the orders from above are to 'handle the situation discreetly and avoid escalation.'" At this point, Guern grinned, revealing a smile.

"Besides, since we've already come this far, we might as well focus wholeheartedly on the task at hand. Isn't that right?"

The air in the office seemed to freeze instantly.

Sakazuki's pupils contracted slightly; shutting down private communications meant completely severing direct contact with Naval Headquarters.

This is no longer just disobeying orders, but blatant independence.

“Do you know what you’re saying?” Sakazuki’s voice was low. “This is a complete cutoff of communications.”

Gern did not answer, but got up, walked to the window, and looked out at the dark sea.

“Sakazuki,” he said suddenly, his voice so soft it was almost drowned out by the sound of the waves.

Don't you believe in "absolutes"?

Here it comes again; the familiar tone made Sakazuki catch his breath.

"Damn it, we represent justice!" Gern turned around and started fanning the flames again.

“Every minute of delay could turn another village into a living hell.” He slowly walked towards Sakassky.

"Absolute justice. Now that things have come to this, we can't give the pirates any chance."

What if headquarters suddenly issues a retreat order?

Or rather, must the order to retreat from headquarters become the prelude to another tragedy? Sakazuki.

“But you know that once we do that…” Sakassky interrupted Kangen, “the administrative penalties will be very severe.”

“Administrative punishment?” Gern suddenly laughed and patted Sakazuki on the shoulder.

“It should be an administrative leave!” Gern tilted his head. “Besides, let’s be honest!”

From the day you agreed to the deployment the day I was transferred... we could have already started preparing for administrative leave.

"So, choose. Do you choose the sudden constraints that come with it, or the complete execution of your 'absolute justice'?"

Silence spread through the office.

The sound of waves crashing in the distance could be heard, like some kind of countdown.

Sakazuki's gaze shifted between the two Den Den Mushi (snail phones), finally settling on the dark sea outside the window.

"Bang!" The fist encased in lava suddenly slammed down, and the headquarters Den Den Mushi instantly vaporized in the high temperature.

“You bastard.” Sakazuki looked up. “I’ll decide the route first.”

"Of course, after all, you're the superior."

The two shadows intertwined on the wall, like two sharp blades drawn from their sheaths.

Outside the window, dark clouds quietly obscured the moonlight, and the sea breeze, carrying the smell of gunpowder, rushed in.

Under the night sky of the new world, two warships quietly departed from port, heading in different directions.

All communication channels fell silent, with only the sea wind howling like a death knell for whom.

In the days that followed, Sakazuki's Gunn fleet swept through pirate strongholds along the shipping route like wildfire, showing no mercy.

Both men knew that this operation had completely crossed the line, but since they had chosen this path, they had to make the enemy pay the heaviest price.

Therefore, after defeating the enemy, they would deliberately leave behind naval flags, as if to announce to the world that the hunt had only just begun.

In short, without any disturbance, the two of them got completely absorbed in the carnage on their own flight path, and became addicted to it!

.......

A few days later, at the headquarters of the World Economic Herald in New World.

"Breaking news! Shocking news!!!"

Morgans flapped his wings and paced excitedly back and forth in the office, the photos and press releases in his hands smelling of ink.

His eyes gleamed with fanaticism, as if he could already see the sensation that would ensue after the newspaper was published.

"Two monsters from Navy G-3 Base... Gern and Sakazuki, are wreaking havoc in the New World!"

The Golden Lion's pirate crew suffered heavy losses, and the entire force under the Third Division was routed!

He suddenly grabbed a photograph showing the burning wreckage of a pirate ship and a pirate flag floating on the sea.

The Flying Pirates' symbol was consumed by flames, symbolizing the defeat of the Golden Lion's forces.

"Hahahaha! This is the real news!" Morgans laughed wildly, his feathers ruffling slightly with excitement.

"Such radical actions have occurred within the Navy without even prior notification from headquarters!"

Now, the world government is probably going to be in trouble!

Thinking of this, Morgans quickly grabbed the Den Den Mushi and dialed the printing plant's number.

"Print it again immediately! Make it front page! Distribute it through all channels!!"

The title itself reads: "Justice Strikes! New World Pirates Suffer the Most Devastating Purge in History!"

Chapter 97 Suddenly

Front page headline of World Economic News

[Naval Justice Strikes! New World Pirates Face "Absolute Justice" Purge]

[New World Frontline Breaking News] Shocking! The two top combatants of the Navy's G-3 base—Vice Admiral Sakazuki and Brigadier General "Skyquake" Gern—have swept across the New World waters with lightning speed over the past few days!

According to our reporter's risky follow-up investigation, the two admirals completely disregarded orders from Naval Headquarters and shut down all communication devices.

Launch an indiscriminate annihilation operation against the forces under the command of Admiral Golden Lion's Flying Pirates!

The entire "Blood Anchor" pirate crew under the Third Division of the Golden Lion sank into the sea.

"Iron Claw" Cozmo's executive team suffers lava torture

Brigadier General Gern single-handedly destroyed three pirate strongholds.

Exclusive inside information: It is said that the Navy Headquarters made the right decision for this operation!

This directly resulted in the two generals not only shutting down their military Den Den Mushi (snail phone) but also cutting off all their private communications, truly achieving "zero interference on the battlefield."

And so, the pirates once again felt the presence of justice!!

.......

"Damn it, the pirates are feeling the presence of justice once again!!"

Naval Headquarters - Marshal's Office

"Smack!!" Steel Bone slammed the newspaper in his hand heavily onto the desk, instantly cracking the solid wood surface with spiderweb-like fissures.

His pupils trembled slightly, veins bulged on his forehead, and even his breathing became heavy, his mohawk standing on end.

“What…is this…?” Steel Bone Sky squeezed out the words one by one.

"Marshal!" At that moment, an officer rushed in, sweating profusely. "It has just been confirmed that the news in the newspaper is accurate."

Two weeks ago, the military communication channels at G-3 base were... completely offline!

"What do you mean by 'completely offline'?!" Steel Bone Kong suddenly looked up, his eyes burning with terrifying rage: "And it happened two weeks ago?"

"It means exactly what it says!" The officer swallowed hard.

"I heard that... Lieutenant General Sakazuki ordered the shutdown of all military communication equipment, even cutting off encrypted frequencies!"

"Where's the private Den Den Mushi?!"

"We...we can't get in touch with them either..." The officer's voice trailed off.

"Also, Brigadier General Gern's private Den Den Mushi is showing 'switched off,' and Lieutenant General Sakazuki's... is showing 'signal jammed'..."

"Alright, alright! Is this how you play it?" People laugh when they're extremely speechless, and that's exactly the expression on Kong's face right now.

After a long while, he slowly stood up, placed his hands on the table, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

“So…you mean, you mean…” His voice was eerily calm.

"Me, a dignified naval admiral, now have to rely on that birdman Morgans' newspaper to find out that my commanders have launched a massive siege operation in the New World?"

The officer remained silent, head bowed, cold sweat dripping from his chin onto the floor.

Suddenly, Kong grabbed his personal Den Den Mushi from the table and frantically tried to connect Sakazuki and Guern.

"Bala, bala..."

"The Den Den Mushi you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later..."

"Bang!!!" The Den Den Mushi was crushed by Kong, and the slime dripped from between his fingers.

“Good…very good…” he grinned maliciously, the muscles in his face twitching unnaturally.

“Sakazuki…Gern…you guys are really great…”

Just then, a newsbird flew by outside the office's floor-to-ceiling window, carrying the latest issue of the *World Economic News* in its beak.

Steelbone stared at the newspaper, then suddenly roared to the sky:

"Prepare warships for me immediately!!!"

"I'm going to the New World myself... to deal with those two bastards!!"

"Give me!!"

"Bring him back!!!"

..........

New World·Luya Island

"Crack!" Kuzan's upper body was covered with crystalline ice, and the chilling air he exhaled condensed into tiny ice crystals in the air.

Beside him, the "Crescent Hunter" Katarina Depon, who had just been frozen, maintained her ferocious expression, her entire body transformed into a lifelike ice sculpture.

"Phew...what a troublesome and unpredictable woman." Kuzan scratched his head lazily and reached out to take the latest issue of the World Economic News, which the news seagull had dropped to him.

He casually glanced at the front page headlines, his gaze lingering for a moment on the headline, "Naval Justice Goes Wild! Great Purge of the New World!", and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

"Pfft... Hahahaha!" Kuzan suddenly burst out laughing, and ice crystals fell down with his laughter.

"What exactly is Marshal Kong thinking?" He wiped away non-existent tears from the corner of his eye, his tone filled with undisguised schadenfreude.

"They actually managed to put Sakazuki and Gern together? It would be strange if this didn't explode!"

He then put one hand in his pocket, casually shook the newspaper with the other, and continued reading.

"Oh? They've even cut off private communications?" Kuzan raised an eyebrow. "That's thorough... but that's their style, too."

After saying that, he turned and glanced at Katrina Devon, who was frozen into an ice sculpture: "Looks like the New World is going to be quite lively lately..."

Unfortunately, I still have a bunch of miscellaneous tasks to handle.

Kuzan slowly began to walk, the ice spreading with each step, his lazy voice drifting in the cold wind.