The Grand Line, the first half, just after nightfall.
A warship, heading towards the New World, was followed by a luxurious merchant ship.
Those who had not yet parted ways were all on the warship.
Barrett was on the warship's deck, training soldiers with heavy weights on his back.
Inside the cabin, Sakazuki and Carol were reviewing the past few years' developments.
*Brrrbrrr~ Brrrbrrr~*
Sakazuki casually picked up the phone.
"This is Sakazuki, speak."
Enel's gloomy voice came from the other end, and the Den Den Mushi's expression also turned gloomy.
"Uncle Sakazuki, I want to kill a pirate, but the Den Den Mushi that guy just brought out..."
"It's the Gorosei over there..."
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North Blue, Lubbock Island.
Enel sat gloomily on a pile of wooden crates, his violent aura unfathomable, holding a Den Den Mushi in his hand.
His other hand was pressed against Rosinante's wound, stopping the bleeding.
Not far away lay the members of the Donquixote family, all charred and incapacitated.
Doflamingo, with one arm severed, lay not far away, panting heavily.
In his severed hand, he held a disconnected Den Den Mushi. He looked at Enel with a sinister grin, knowing he had leverage over those people... The moment the Den Den Mushi connected, he knew he would survive.
A group of Marine soldiers quickly ran to Enel's side, bandaging Rosinante.
A pale child sat next to Rosinante, crying and looking at them timidly.
Vice Admiral Tsuru, having just disembarked, rushed towards them, having just received a call from the Gorosei.
Doflamingo was almost killed by Enel on the island.
The Gorosei had specifically ordered that he be captured alive. If he could be captured alive, then capture him alive. If not, let him go, but absolutely do not kill him.
Although they didn't know why the Gorosei had given such an order.
But... if Enel accidentally killed him, it would likely cause a lot of trouble.
From the Den Den Mushi in Enel's hand, Sakazuki's voice came.
"They said they want him alive."
Enel gave a gloomy "Mm."
Sakazuki's indifferent voice came from the Den Den Mushi.
"Since they only want him alive."
"There are many ways more cruel than killing him."
"Prepare ten medical officers."
"Shatter that guy's bones inch by inch."
"Don't let him die."
"If he has companions, kill them right in front of him."
"If he has a Devil Fruit ability, leave it and send it to the research department as material."
"Then meet up with me and tell me the details."
"I'll hand the person over to the Gorosei later."
Doflamingo, who was being trampled on the ground, gradually lost his smile, and that sinister grin appeared on Enel's face.
Enel's voice, filled with cruelty and killing intent, rang out.
"Understood..."
He beckoned to a Marine soldier, who brought a Sea Prism Stone handcuff and directly locked it onto Doflamingo's wrist.
With one hand, he grabbed Doflamingo by the neck and dragged him to the front of Vergo, who was lying on the ground in a Marine uniform, his knees and elbows shattered.
He twisted Doflamingo's head.
"Look closely for me..."
He stomped down.
*Crack—*
*Crack—*
The sound of bones being crushed, starting from the lower leg, echoed.
In a short while, both legs were like a pile of mud.
Looking at Vergo, who was sweating profusely but maintained a calm expression and remained silent.
Enel grinned sinisterly.
"Good, good, your bones are truly hard, not making a sound."
"Your judgment is excellent. Such a spy is indeed difficult to find. If all your subordinates are like this."
"Then it will be fun..."
He grabbed Doflamingo's head with one hand, squatted down, and slammed it directly into Vergo's head.
*Crack—*
The sound of someone's skull cracking rang out...
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The Grand Line, on the warship.
Carol asked with some curiosity.
"Enel, where did he go?"
Sakazuki chuckled.
"To save his little brother."
"Sengoku's adopted son, Rosinante."
Carol smiled.
"No wonder, I didn't see him when he returned this afternoon."
Sakazuki shook his head.
"Don't mind them, it's not a big deal."
"Eighty percent of the branch chiefs in the four seas have been replaced by our people."
"The rest is steady development. Train the troops and wait for the decisive battle."
"By the way, what is the extent of the Revolutionary Army's development in the West Blue and North Blue?"
Carol circled several islands on the map on the table in the West Blue and North Blue.
"The ideas of the Revolutionary Army have spread everywhere. These islands are where the spread has been relatively fast."
"Although they have accepted a lot, there are still few action-takers."
"After all, until they can't survive, no one will risk their life to rebel against their country and the government."
Sakazuki nodded.
"This is normal. Although the momentum of the Great Pirate Era has been temporarily suppressed by the 'Ploughing the Court' operation."
"But with Kaido's ascension to Emperor, many young people want to go out to sea and make a name for themselves."
"The lingering power of the 'Ploughing the Court' operation can only last for two years, until Fleet Admiral Kong leaves."
"The world by then will see more and more young people going to sea each year."
"All the pressure will be on those who stay, oppression, exodus, oppression, exodus, a vicious cycle."
"Soon, the ideas of the Revolutionary Army will become their lifeline, and then they will grow like a snowball."
"Revolutions will erupt all over the world."
"A war that engulfs the entire world is inevitable."
Carol sighed.
"How tragic that will be."
"By the way... how do you know that Fleet Admiral Kong is leaving soon?"
Sakazuki smiled.
"The Commander-in-Chief of the Three Branches survived by undergoing organ transplant surgery in the Navy's research class."
"He goes for regular check-ups at Punk Hazard every year."
"As his physical functions decline, he can at most last for another two years before he must retire and enjoy his old age."
Carol nodded.
"Is that so..."
"Then what happens after that?"
"Will you run for Fleet Admiral?"
Sakazuki said with a mournful tone.
"Forget it, let Sengoku take the hit for now."
"Consider it repayment for his plotting against me during Ohara."
"After all, if I were in power, would I eliminate the pirates first, or the Revolutionary Army?"
"There's no way to solve it all at once."
"Only when the time is ripe, including those who stand in the heavens, will they all be caught in one net."
*Rustle—*
Several secret documents on the table turned into scraps and were swept into the trash can...
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A few days later.
The Grand Line, Lielga Island.
At the port, a few foolish pirates lay on the ground.
The vendors around had long been accustomed to such scenes. Guards from two islands ran over to collect the bodies.
Mihawk calmly sheathed his sword and walked towards his small boat.
Just as he approached his small boat, an air cannon fired from a warship sailing in the distance.
Seeing it about to hit him, Mihawk's Yoru, the black blade on his back, appeared in his hand at some point and gently deflected it.
A faint slash appeared, sending the air cannon into the sky.
*Boom—*
A circular explosion spread out.
Fierce winds raged over the port. Except for Mihawk's small boat, which swayed slightly, all the other boats were tossed about as if they were about to sink.
Barrett stood on the railing at the front of the warship and grinned.
"Interesting."
"A very skillful swordsmanship."
"With an explosion of this magnitude, your coffin barely moved, while the surrounding boats were thrown about."
Mihawk's eyes narrowed.
"Marines."
Barrett jumped down, landed on the ground, and stood not far from Mihawk.
Several whistling sounds cut through the air.
Behind him, several expressionless assault team soldiers lined up on both sides. Barrett grinned.
"Don't let any of the pirates in the port go."
"They—all—die!!!"