boyutpedia Chapter 443 Reaction
Chapter 443 Reaction
The Holy Land of Marijoa, the core residential area of the world's aristocracy, was once a prosperous and bustling neighborhood, but now it was plunged into a deathly silence, so quiet that it was eerie.
Luxurious palaces and mansions line both sides of the street, but these buildings that once symbolized power and wealth now appear deserted and lifeless.
There is not a single store to be seen here. After all, the high and mighty Tianlong people have no need to go shopping in person.
But because of this, the desolation of this area becomes more and more prominent, as if it is a corner forgotten by time.
In sharp contrast, the outskirts of Pangu City were crowded with people, and almost all the Tianlong people gathered here without any prior arrangement.
Perhaps out of concern for their own safety, or perhaps because they had received some news, they all agreed that this was the safest haven.
From time to time, there were bursts of noise from the crowd: "Where are the troops? When will the admiral arrive?"
"Why is Green Bull the only one stationed here? Where are the others?"
"How did Kong become the commander-in-chief of the entire army? Why are the other troops of the World Government still missing?"
Despite facing such a critical situation, these pampered and arrogant Tianlong people still maintain their usual arrogant attitude.
He makes no secret of his dissatisfaction with the situation and his accusations against others.
At the same time, all members of the CP organization who were carrying out missions in the holy land have also been dispatched.
The impact of this incident was beyond imagination. The Troon Adventure Group was so powerful that they almost killed their way to Mary Geoise.
However, the entire military system of the World Government has almost no regular army that can send support forces in time.
Currently, there are only a few special forces such as CP left in the Holy Land.
On the other side, in the Pangu City, which has become ancient and mysterious after years of accumulation, a solemn and dignified conference hall stands like a towering monument.
The hall is extremely spacious, with bright light pouring in from the skylight high up, as if divine light is caressing every corner.
On the surrounding walls, exquisite murals unfold slowly like a long scroll of history, telling ancient stories.
The gorgeous decorations sparkle and emit brilliant light, all of which highlight the importance of this hall.
At this moment, five famous and powerful figures - the Five Elder Stars gathered here.
They were all dressed in luxurious suits, the exquisite fabric gleamed with a delicate luster under the light, and every wrinkle seemed to contain the accumulation of years and the weight of power.
Their faces were as cold as ice sculptures, and their deep eyes revealed an awe-inspiring aura, as if they could see through all the vanity in the world.
Their tightly pursed lips and slightly raised chins all show their pride and majesty.
It is worth mentioning that a new face appeared in this meeting - the ancient saint Fegalando Green.
He had a tall and straight figure, with an imperceptible depth in his eyes. Just standing there quietly, he had a unique aura.
He replaced Macas Mas Saint and became one of the Five Elder Stars.
The five people sat quietly around the soft and comfortable sofa. The material of the sofa was as soft as clouds, but it could not ease the tense atmosphere at the moment.
They did not exchange any words, but just sat there quietly, like five silent statues.
However, the entire hall was filled with a tense and depressing atmosphere, a silent storm that made it almost impossible to breathe.
"How many years has it been?" Paud ten Peter Saint said slowly, his voice low and powerful, as if it came from the depths of time.
"This is the first time someone has attacked Marijoa in a high-profile manner! Even Rocks didn't have the courage to do it back then." A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, as if he was recalling the turbulent years of the past.
Hearing this, Saint Garcia Asatan frowned slightly. His eyebrows were like two crescent moons, and when they were slightly frowned, they seemed to carry endless worries.
"Don't say useless things, what should we do now?
Why didn't the entire World Government army react? It's been so long since the news came out."
There was a hint of urgency in his tone, as if he couldn't wait to find a solution to the problem.
"It's not that they didn't react." Zambalong V. Nasujuro pursed his lips, his eyes lowered, looking at the knife in his hand.
The sword of the first generation of Kitetsu flashed coldly, "It's because... the whole army was attacked! The Marine Headquarters was held back by the sword demon.
The troops in the Grand Line's Four Seas region were also attacked by the Red Star, Blue Chapter, and a one-eyed guy imitating Whitebeard that we sent over!"
There was a hint of helplessness in his voice, as if he was sighing at the severity of the situation.
"Impossible!?" Saint Garcia Asatan widened his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.
"How is it impossible?" Zambalong V. Nasu Shoulang said, his voice as loud as thunder, as if he was defending his own judgment.
"Two generals and one of the Four Emperors were thrown into the first half of the Grand Line. How do you expect to control them?
There is no response from the member countries of the world. It is obvious that they are afraid. "
There was a flash of anger in his eyes, as if he was blaming those cowardly member states.
"What about Impel Down? If possible, you can transfer some personnel there first."
Pullman Woqiulisheng said in a deep voice, his voice was like a heavy bell, echoing in the hall.
His expression was serious, as if he was thinking about every possible solution.
"No hope." It was rare for the ancient saint Fegalando Green to speak. His tone was slightly slow, as if every word he said had been carefully considered.
"Just received news that Impel Down... Garp, Magellan, and a Blackbeard who was trying to take advantage of the situation, all fell to Escanor of the Troon Adventure Group."
After the words of Ancient Saint Fegalando Green fell, the hall fell into deathly silence.
The faces of the Five Elders became increasingly gloomy; they were fully aware of the seriousness of this crisis.
Paud ten Peter Saint narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.
"It seems that we underestimated the enemy this time. Their actions are so swift and organized, there must be a powerful force behind them."
Garci Asatan pursed his lips and clenched his fists. "We must come up with a solution as soon as possible, otherwise the rule of the world government will face a huge challenge."
Zambalong V. Nasu Shoulangsheng slowly raised his head and looked at the knife in his hand, with a hint of determination in his eyes.
“Now that the enemy has reached our doorstep, we cannot just sit there and wait for death.
We must immediately mobilize all available forces to fight back."
Puman Woqiulisheng nodded slightly, "That's right, we can't let them continue to be so arrogant.
But we also have to be careful not to put more forces in trouble.”
Ancient Saint Fegalando Green was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "The current situation is very complicated. Not only do we have to face external enemies, but we also have to be alert to possible unstable factors."