Crocodile, who was locked by Sea Stone handcuffs, slumped on the ground, his bloodshot eyes wide, staring at the shocking scene in disbelief.
"Ten...ten Poneglyphs?!"
His voice was hoarse and unrecognizable, his golden hook hanging limply on the ground. "I spent twenty years of my life...and didn't even get one...that little girl dug out ten with one shovel?!"
Crocodile felt a sharp pain in his chest.
"Pfft—"
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from his mouth, splattering a dazzling red stain on the sandy ground. His face instantly turned ashen, and he seemed to have aged ten years.
"Pres...President!" the captured Baroque Works members exclaimed from afar.
Smoker glanced at Crocodile, who had spat blood and fallen to the ground, feeling a sense of satisfaction. Then he added, "He's already spitting blood from anger? If he knew the contents of these Poneglyphs, he'd probably die of anger. I heard they record Pluton..."
Crocodile was so enraged that he fainted. It was too infuriating!
Then Smoker looked at the ten Poneglyphs in mid-air again, his expression very grim. He sighed and nervously dialed Sengoku's number again.
The moment the call connected, he tried to calmly say, "Fleet Admiral, ten, a full ten Poneglyphs have appeared, right here in Alabasta."
A loud "clang" came from the other end of the phone, apparently Sengoku had stood up abruptly and knocked over his desk.
"What did you say?!" Sengoku's voice was completely distorted. "Ten Poneglyphs?! Smoker, this is no laughing matter!"
At the same time,
In the Marineford conference room, Garp, who was eating senbei, suddenly froze. Senbei crumbs rustled down from his wide-open mouth.
"Ten...ten?" The Marine hero uncharacteristically stammered, "I've lived most of my life, and I've never seen two appear together..."
The teacup in Tsuru's hand fell to the ground with a "smash," and hot tea splashed on her trousers, but she didn't notice.
"Impossible..." She also shook her head in disbelief. "It must be a fake...or an illusion created by some devil fruit ability..."
Just then,
Tashigi's Den Den Mushi displayed a real-time image. When those ten towering Poneglyphs floated in mid-air,
Especially when two of the special red Poneglyphs appeared on the screen, the entire office fell silent.
"Hiss—" Sengoku gasped, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead.
He stared intently at the two red Poneglyphs, his voice terribly dry: "Red...Road Poneglyphs..."
Garp's fists involuntarily tightened, his knuckles cracking: "This time...something big is really going to happen..."
Tsuru's face was more serious than ever. She slowly stood up: "Immediately activate the highest alert. Should we inform the Gorosei..."
In the image, the ten Poneglyphs quietly floated in the Alabasta sky, still breathtaking even without any movement!
Sengoku slammed his fist on the table, making the Den Den Mushi jump: "Smoker! Control the scene at all costs! How long until Aokiji arrives?!"
"At least half a day..." Smoker's voice was tense. "Fleet Admiral...if they attack, we might...not last until then..."
Sengoku's face instantly turned ashen. He knew all too well what those two red Poneglyphs meant—they were the guideposts to the final island, Laugh Tale!
The appearance of every red Poneglyph was enough to trigger a bloody storm in the Great Pirate Era, and now...two appeared at once!
"Contact Kizaru immediately!" Sengoku roared at the orderly, his voice making the office glass hum, "Tell him to rush to Alabasta at the fastest speed! We must control the Poneglyphs!"
He slammed his fist heavily on the desk, and the solid wood surface immediately cracked with a spiderweb pattern: "These Poneglyphs must never fall into the hands of pirates! Especially those two red ones!"
Just at this critical moment, Sengoku's Den Den Mushi suddenly made an urgent "buruburu" sound.
This dedicated line...was from Mary Geoise!
Sengoku took a deep breath and tremblingly picked up the receiver. From the other end of the phone came the Gorosei's cold, emotionless voice:
"Sengoku, immediately execute the highest directive."
"First, recover all Poneglyphs at all costs, especially the red Road Poneglyphs."
"Second, all personnel who have come into contact with the contents of the Poneglyphs...kill without mercy."
"Third, if necessary..." The Gorosei's voice paused, then uttered three chilling words: "Buster Call."
Sengoku's pupils contracted violently, and his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat: "But...but Alabasta has tens of millions of civilians..."
"To maintain the authority of the World Government, necessary sacrifices are unavoidable." The Gorosei's voice was like ice, "Those who have seen a third of the Void Century's history...have no need to exist."
Sengoku's hand holding the Den Den Mushi trembled violently, his knuckles white from gripping, and fine cold sweat beaded on his forehead. His voice was almost a roar:
"Please wait! Alabasta is a super nation with over ten million people, not a small island that can be erased at will!"
He suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, trying to maintain a calm tone, "Moreover, scholars who can decipher Poneglyphs are almost extinct, and the content will never be leaked..."
The air in the office seemed to freeze. Garp and Tsuru held their breath; they had never seen Sengoku so flustered.
The other end of the phone fell into a long silence, so long that Sengoku thought the communication had been cut off.
Finally,
The Gorosei's cold voice rang out again, each word like a sharp blade:
"The Buster Call can be temporarily suspended." This brief opening made Sengoku exhale in relief, but the words that followed made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice abyss, "But if even a trace of the Poneglyphs' content is leaked..."
Sengoku immediately straightened his back, his voice firm: "I guarantee, in the name of the Fleet Admiral, that the contents of the Poneglyphs will never be leaked!"
After the call ended, the back of Sengoku's Marine uniform was completely soaked. He staggered back two steps and collapsed into his chair.
"Contact Kizaru immediately!" He suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with determination, "Tell him to seal off the scene at all costs! Also notify Aokiji to prepare...prepare for the worst-case scenario."
Garp uncharacteristically put away his playful expression and asked in a deep voice, "Do we really have to go that far?"
Sengoku closed his eyes in pain: "If it truly comes to the last resort...for the lives of more people...we can only initiate the Buster Call. The leakage of the Road Poneglyphs will drive all the pirates in the entire sea completely insane!"
Tsuru: "...."
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