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A very faint yet incredibly clear sound – the sound of a key being pressed!
It's not an ordinary button; it's the activation button for the Golden Den Den Mushi, which symbolizes absolute destruction and connects to the Navy's highest combat power!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
The faces of all the CP officials instantly turned ashen, their pupils dilated, filled with extreme fear and disbelief!
Did I press the wrong button?!
The doctors were still clueless, only bewildered by the sudden change in the other party's expression.
The waters surrounding Ohara Island.
Five massive, mountain-like, top-tier naval warships, equipped with a dense array of cannons, had already quietly formed their battle formation.
Chapter 35 The Buster Call of Ohara
Inside the flagship's command center, the naval commander in charge of this "deterrence" mission awaited further instructions.
Suddenly, the special receiver in front of him emitted a piercing beep, a beep signifying supreme authority! The golden Den Den Mushi icon on the screen flashed a blinding red light!
The general's face suddenly changed, and his expression became serious!
"The Buster Call... has been activated?!"
His voice trembled slightly with disbelief, but military orders were absolute!
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately grabbed the communicator and roared with all his might, his voice echoing across the five warships:
"Target: Ohara—!!"
"All ships!! Fire simultaneously!! Open fire!!!"
Commands are like the trumpet of death!
"boom!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!"
At the same moment, the muzzles of hundreds of heavy cannons on the sides of the five warships spewed out scorching tongues of fire that were tens of meters long!
The deafening roar of the cannons was like a million thunderclaps exploding simultaneously! The sky and the sea trembled at that moment!
Countless black shells, with a mournful whistle, like a destructive rainstorm, tore through the clear sky, blotting out the sun, and poured down on the tranquil island of Ohara, a place that holds countless treasures of knowledge and history!
The first salvo of shells, like meteorites falling from the sky, crashed heavily into the port, town, and forests of Ohara...
"Boom——!!!"
"boom!!!!"
Huge explosions rang out one after another! Towering flames and thick smoke instantly engulfed the coastline! Sturdy houses were torn apart and blown away like paper! Trees were snapped in half and burst into flames! Debris and severed limbs flew everywhere!
In an instant, the peaceful Ohara was transformed into a living hell!
Screams, cries, explosions, the roar of collapsing buildings... all intertwined to create a desperate symphony of death!
Inside the Omniscient Tree Library.
The violent shaking caused the bookshelf to sway wildly, and heavy books fell down with a clatter.
Dr. Croba and the scholars were shaken and staggered, their faces filled with bewilderment and unprecedented fear.
"What...what happened?!"
"It's artillery fire! It's the navy!!"
"Why?! How dare they?!"
The CP officials, pale as ghosts, collapsed to the ground, muttering, "It's over...it's all over...the Buster Call...it's been activated..."
They knew what pressing the wrong button meant.
This means that O'Hara will be completely wiped off the map.
No one is immune.
Destruction has already arrived.
Ohara has become a living hell.
The artillery fire, like a relentless rain of death, washed over the island again and again. The port was reduced to ruins, the town engulfed in flames, and thick smoke billowed, blotting out the sun. The once peaceful and serene island of knowledge was now nothing but broken walls and desperate cries.
Some residents who had survived the initial shelling, like frightened birds, rushed desperately towards the few remaining ships in the harbor that had not yet been completely destroyed. They dragged their families along, crying and cursing, wanting only to escape this land favored by death as quickly as possible.
The ship set sail with difficulty, carrying the last hope of the survivors, and wobbled its way out to sea, trying to break through the deadly encirclement formed by five giant warships.
Inside the naval flagship's command center.
A tall, imposing man, clad in a naval chauvinist coat, coldly observed through the observation window the tiny, ant-like ships struggling to escape. His face was resolute, his eyes burning like molten lava, utterly devoid of emotion.
Sakazuki, codenamed "Akainu". The highest-ranking commander on-site for this Buster Call operation.
“Lieutenant General Sakazuki!” An adjutant stepped forward quickly, his tone tinged with reluctance and hesitation. “Civilian boats are attempting to flee! Should we… issue a warning or…”
Akainu slowly turned his head, his lava-like gaze sweeping over his lieutenant. The absolute coldness in his eyes silenced the lieutenant instantly, and cold sweat poured down his back.
"Escape?" Akainu's voice was deep and oppressive, like molten lava surging from the ground. "Who allowed them to escape?"
He slammed his hand on the control panel and, speaking into the communicator, issued a cold, ruthless command, like that of a final judgment:
"All ships attempting to escape O'Hara—whether carrying scholars or civilians!"
"They shall all be regarded as dangerous elements attempting to spread the 'Ohara demon ideology'!"
"all--"
His voice was resolute, without the slightest hesitation or pity.
"Sink it!!"
The order was like ice, instantly freezing the hearts of all the naval officers and soldiers in the command room!
Sink... civilian ships?!
This...this goes against justice!
However, military orders are absolute! Especially when facing Akainu, a vice admiral known for his "absolute justice" and ruthless methods!
After a brief silence, the order was faithfully relayed.
On the sea, aboard the fleeing ships, people witnessed a scene that terrified them—
The warships, which had originally only been blocking the sea area, slowly adjusted the muzzles of their side guns again, and the cold, dark openings were aimed at the refugee boats full of elderly people, women and children!
“No…don’t!!”
"We are ordinary citizens!!"
"Navy! You can't do this!!"
Desperate cries and pleas erupted from the ship.
But all they received in response was the deathly flash of the cannons.
"boom!!!"
"Boom boom boom——!!!"
The second and third rounds of artillery fire, more precise and denser, were like a swarm of bloodthirsty sharks, pouncing on the helpless refugee ships!
Fireballs exploded one after another on the sea!
The wooden hull was no match for the heavy artillery, and was instantly torn apart and pulverized! Burning wreckage and terrified human bodies were thrown into the air, then fell into the cold sea like dumplings being dropped into boiling water!
Blood quickly stained the sea near Ohara.
Cries, explosions, and the groans of ships breaking apart... all intertwined to create a scene more cruel and horrifying than the hell on the island!
Akainu stood in the command room, watching everything with a blank expression, watching the lives struggling and sinking in the artillery fire, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
In his dictionary of "absolute justice," sacrificing a small number of "suspected" dangerous individuals (including even innocent civilians) is a necessary and reasonable price to pay in order to completely eradicate any potential "evil" from its inception.
Better to kill ten thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free!
The destruction of Ohara must be complete! It must be utter!
Any spark that might reveal the "taboo" must be ruthlessly extinguished, along with the soil that supports it and everything that may be contaminated, and completely wiped out of the world!
The sound of cannons continued to boom.
The blood on the sea surface grew increasingly dark.
Despair, like the deepest darkness, enveloped this sea that once pursued knowledge and truth.
Chapter 36 The Vanishing Ohara
The small boat sailed slowly on the calm sea.
Robin stood at the bow of the ship, the sea breeze ruffling her hair, her small face filled with the joy and anticipation of returning to familiar surroundings. She clutched the cloth bag filled with notes and questions tightly to her chest, already mentally deciding which professor to consult first.
Olvia sat in the middle of the boat, but her mood was far from Robin's. She looked at the horizon where Ohara should have appeared, her brows furrowed, and an inexplicable unease hung over her like a dark cloud.
It's too quiet... unusually quiet.
Liu Jiu steered the ship, his gaze calmly fixed ahead, his face revealing no emotion.
As the small boat drew closer to the coordinates that originally belonged to Ohara, the unusual silence became increasingly apparent.
There were no seabirds calling, no fishing boats sailing, and even the sound of waves crashing against the rocks seemed exceptionally hollow.
Finally, the small boat sailed into the sea area of my memory.
Robin's smile froze.
She stood on tiptoe, rubbed her eyes hard, leaned forward, and looked blankly ahead.
Nothing at all.
Ohara Island, which should have been home to a giant Omniscient Tree, a long coastline, and scattered houses... has disappeared.
As far as the eye could see, there was only a vast expanse of blue, unsettlingly empty sea. The surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the drifting clouds in the sky, as if no islands had ever existed there.
“The island…where is the island?” Robin murmured, his voice filled with disbelief and bewilderment. “Ohara…where did it go?”