17. You called Brother Luo, and he was very happy. But he didn't like your tone just now.
17. You called Brother Luo, and he was very happy. But he didn't like your tone just now.
Upon hearing Broly's words, the pupils of the two hundred marines around him, including Smoker and Bastian, instantly shrank, and they even forgot to breathe.
Even if they racked their brains, they would never have imagined that someone in this world would dare to speak to the Five Elders in such a mocking tone.
But amidst their shock, a sense of bewilderment also washed over them—Im? Who is that?
Meanwhile, on the other end of the Den Den Mushi, the Five Elders and Sora Cyborg in the Power Room were equally stunned.
The five elders looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief: Where did Broly learn of the name "Im," a name that even the vast majority of Celestial Dragons had never heard of?
Within seconds, the shock was completely consumed by overwhelming rage.
Saint Satan slammed his fist on the table and roared in his aged voice, "Who do you think you are? How dare you be so disrespectful to Lord Im! Do you really think our World Government is afraid of you?"
Extreme anger clouded his judgment, causing him to temporarily forget the terrifying power Broly had previously displayed, a power capable of crushing everything.
This is not surprising—for hundreds of years, they have been used to the subservience and obsequiousness of the world. How could they tolerate someone who dares to shit on their heads?
Upon hearing this, the Den Den Mushi, which had just been mimicking Broly's wide grin, suddenly fell silent as if its throat had been choked.
As the Five Elders wondered why Broly had suddenly fallen silent, his nonchalant voice came through the Den Den Mushi again, "Brother Broly is pleased that you made this call. But he didn't like the tone you just used."
Broly paused, the laughter in his voice fading, leaving only absolute intimidation. "Now, you have ten seconds. Tell me immediately which of the Five Elders was the one who spoke so rudely. If you do, I'll only kill him—otherwise, I'll slaughter all five of you."
These words, when they reached the ears of Smoker and the others, were beyond shock.
Their whole bodies felt numb, as if their blood had frozen into ice.
I thought Broly's repeated rejections of the positions of general and marshal were already the height of his arrogance, but I never expected that this was just an appetizer. At this moment, he is truly arrogant without limit.
"You!" Satan's anger was reignited, but he had only uttered one word when he heard the Den Den Mushi in front of him mimicking Broly's extremely cold tone and begin counting: "1, 2, 3..."
The rest of his angry curses were forced back down Satan's throat, and a chilling fear was creeping up his spine.
His voice was dry and strained, his words laced with bravado: "Don't think you're invincible! Let me tell you, the World Government has ruled this world for eight hundred years; the power it possesses is beyond the comprehension of a three-year-old like you!"
Broly completely ignored his bluff, and the counting on the Den Den Mushi continued unhurriedly, like a dull knife cutting into the nerves of the Five Elders.
Large beads of cold sweat rolled down the foreheads of the five elders and landed on the smooth floor.
They were unwilling to admit it, but the fear of death had already gripped their souls, sending chills down their spines.
"7, 8, 9..."
The moment the count reached nine, the lips of the other four Elders moved in unison, and one of them subconsciously swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing, clearly indicating that he was genuinely considering betraying Satan.
Even though they had worked together for hundreds of years, and were all scum who treated human life like dirt, they still had some affection for each other. They simply couldn't bring themselves to push their comrade out to his death in front of a room full of colleagues.
Just as Broly was about to count to ten, the heavy doors of the Chamber of Power were suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged voice broke the deathly silence: "He is Jaigolusia Satan Saint."
The six people inside the room turned their heads sharply and saw a middle-aged man with a crescent-shaped hairstyle slowly walk in, exuding an arrogance that comes from someone who has long held a high position.
Satan Saint's eyes instantly turned red, and he roared, "Figarando Gringu! What do you mean?"
The newcomer was none other than Figarando Grindelwald, the current leader of the Knights of God, the "King" who once roamed God Valley and was also Shanks' biological father.
Kong withdrew his gaze and glanced at the Den Den Mushi on the table. It had already closed its eyes, indicating that the call had been disconnected.
With his arms crossed and a disdainful smile playing on his lips, Grimm Saint spoke without a trace of respect for the Five Elders: "I just can't stand your cowardly behavior."
Even though the Five Elders were of higher rank than him, his tone was full of undisguised contempt: "So what if he reveals your name? With the Deep Sea Contract granted by Lord Im, plus the thousands of troops from Mary Geoise and Marineford blocking his way, it's hard to say whether he can even get close to Mary Geoise, let alone kill you."
With that, Grimm turned to look at Steelbone Sky, his tone suddenly turning cold and hard: "The Navy must immediately go on high alert, guarding against that brat's attack. At the same time, I will notify the Knights of God to be on high alert. Broly? Hmph, he'll never return!"
Steelbone responded with "I understand," then strode past Grimm and left.
In his heart, however, he wondered: Was this guy being sincere, or was he just putting on an act?
Whether Marineford and Mary Geoise's forces can take down Broly is still uncertain, but given the strength Broly displayed in Loguetown, even if they can, the Navy will suffer heavy losses.
But when Grimm mentioned Broly, he did it as casually as if he were talking about a small-time pirate with a bounty of a few hundred Berries, saying "take him down"—he's just a guy God Valley picked up, does he really think he's invincible?
Hearing what Grimm said, the Five Elders felt a little relieved.
In any case, if Broly wants to come to Mary Geoise, he must first get past Marineford.
Even if that kid is strong, he'll still have to expend most of his strength against the full force of the Marine Headquarters, right?
By the time he actually arrives in Mary Geoise, he will be at his last gasp, and we might be able to seize that opportunity to take him down.
As for how many naval personnel will die? They don't care at all.
Thinking of this, Satan Saint's tense nerves relaxed a bit.
Meanwhile, in the eastern seaports of Alabasta.
The two hundred sailors on board didn't dare to breathe, watching helplessly as Broly raised his hand and hung up the Den Den Mushi.
Broly beckoned to Bastieu with his finger and asked casually, "Did you bring the permanent pointer?"
After hearing Broly's series of shocking and outrageous remarks, even Bastieu, a well-known hawk in the Navy, dared not utter a single rebuttal and hurriedly took out his permanent pointer and handed it over.
Broly weighed the pointer in his hand for a moment, then tapped it on the casing with his fingertips: "It's pointing to Marineford?"
There are two types of permanent pointers: one type requires the pointer to stay on an island for a sufficient amount of time to absorb the local magnetic force before it will automatically point to the next island; the other type is permanently locked onto a fixed target.
Bastiyo nodded hurriedly and explained that what he handed to Broly was the latter, and the target was Marineford, the naval headquarters.
Broly put away the permanent pointer, and the next second, an extremely violent shockwave exploded from the ground beneath his feet, causing his long, black hair to stand on end like a hedgehog.
With a deafening roar that shook the harbor, his figure suddenly rose into the air, becoming a blur before disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Smoker, Bastian, and the others stared in disbelief, their jaws nearly hitting the deck, with only one thought in their minds: He can fly?
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