Chapter 136: 136. The Whole Nest Is Dispatched, And All Parties March

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Check out advanced chapters on P@treon: [email protected]/CosmicKaminari ---------- Sea Circle Calendar Year 1513 In a time of extreme tension across the New World, the world's eyes turned to the escalating conflict in the Totto Land sea area. Near the waters of Totto Land, on a seemingly uninhabited island surrounded by lush virgin forests, the World Economy News Agency had quietly set up camp. For nearly a week, Morgans' reporters had waited, their anticipation growing as the storm brewed. Early morning. The sun had not yet risen when a voice roared from a Den Den Mushi, shattering the pre-dawn silence. "What are you eating—scraps? A bunch of trash!" The unmistakable growl of President Morgans echoed through the camp. His frustration was palpable. "It's been a week! A whole week! And you haven't found a single scoop to stir the rumors?!" One of the subordinates stammered in response, their tone resigned. "President... we're trying! But Totto Land's waters are in a state of war! Patrol ships are everywhere—we can't figure out what they're planning!" "Yes, President. We want the story as badly as you do, but Totto Land is as locked down as Wanokuni. It's impossible to sneak in!" Morgans inhaled sharply, his claws tapping against his desk on the other end of the line. He knew they were right. Breaking through the defenses of an Emperor's territory was suicide for most reporters. Even Morgans, as demanding as he was, couldn't force his staff to take such a risk. Just then, a reporter with a telescope froze, his expression shifting from confusion to shock, and then to excitement. His hands trembled as he adjusted the lens, his breath catching in his throat. "Team leader! President Morgans!" he cried, his voice rising to a fever pitch. "I've spotted them! The BIG MOM Grand Fleet—they're moving out from the southern port!" "What?!" The team leader bolted upright, nearly knocking over his chair. The Den Den Mushi crackled with Morgans' sharp squawk of disbelief. "What are you waiting for?! Get the equipment! Record everything with the most advanced gear we have!" The crew scrambled to their stations, activating the agency's cutting-edge recording devices. Their imaging equipment, capable of capturing crystal-clear images from several nautical miles away, was immediately trained on the horizon. As the screen lit up, their initial excitement at nabbing the headline quickly gave way to shock. What unfolded before their eyes was a fleet of unprecedented scale. A massive armada of ships stretched across the horizon, its sheer size blotting out the morning sun. The fleet was a terrifying sight, brimming with energy and purpose. It wasn't just the sheer number of ships—it was their diversity. Among them were dozens of Big Mom's signature cake ships, arranged in an imposing formation. The sight was awe-inspiring and horrifying. At the forefront, towering above the fleet, was the Queen Mama Chanter, a vessel hundreds of meters high. Even from this distance, the reporters could make out the figure of a tall, rotund figure standing at the bow—Charlotte Linlin. The fleet exuded an air of overwhelming power. The black barrels of countless cannons lined the decks of the battleships, each vessel housing thousands of soldiers. The sea below seemed to darken under the weight of the fleet, an oppressive reminder of its vast power. "This... this is like nothing we've ever seen. Is this Big Mom's entire force? Has she mobilized everything?!" "More than 100,000 troops... this is insane." For a moment, the reporters forgot their journalistic excitement. All they could feel was the icy chill of the reality before them. This wasn't just a headline—it was the prelude to a war that could change the New World forever. "There seems to be some little bugs filming over there." Standing on the deck of the flagship, the Queen Mama Chanter, Charlotte Daifuku scanned the horizon, his expression serious. "It's Morgans and his crew." Oven, one of the triplets, followed his brother's gaze toward the distant island. "Ignore them," Katakuri said coolly. "We still need them to shape public perception." The explosive news of the upcoming clash had already captured the world's attention. For the Charlotte family, there was no point in attempting to conceal their movements. Not only was it nearly impossible to hide such a massive fleet, but in times like these, even the smallest disturbance would be noticed. A surprise attack was simply out of the question. Instead, the Big Mom Pirates had chosen to embrace the attention. The mobilization of their vast forces was a deliberate show of strength, one that could sway global momentum in their favor. By allowing Morgans and others to report on their movements, they could control the narrative and demonstrate their dominance to the world. This strategy also served as a deterrent to opportunistic pirates who might otherwise attack Totto Land during their absence. Far away in the waters of Wanokuni, Alex had already learned of the Big Mom Pirates' fleet through the Shadow Guard's surveillance. Standing at Habu Port, he gazed toward the horizon with an intensity that seemed to pierce the distance, as though he could see the fleet thousands of nautical miles away. Beneath his calm demeanor, Wanokuni's forces were already fully prepared. The centerpiece of the defense was a fleet of ten heavily modified giant battleships. Each ship was equipped with advanced firepower and manned by 5,000 elite soldiers. These were supplemented by auxiliary light cruisers and air battleships, bringing the total to a staggering force of over 100,000 troops. This force alone dwarfed the combined might of Orochi and the rebellion forces from the original conflict in Wanokuni. Under Alex's leadership, the training and cultivation of Wanokuni's military strength had emphasized quality over quantity. Ninety percent of the soldiers had mastered at least the basics of Observation and Armament Haki. Forty percent of the troops were elites, proficient in advanced forms of either Observation or Armament Haki. In addition, Wanokuni's cutting-edge technology added another layer of lethality to their arsenal. Even with the combined forces of Charlotte Linlin and Kaido, Alex remained unshaken. In a world ruled by strength, Wanokuni's forces were nothing short of formidable. To ensure Wanokuni's security, 20% of the troops remained stationed within the country, with Kozuki Toki overseeing internal defenses. She worked in coordination with the Shadow Guard, prepared to adapt to any situation that might arise during the war. The massive deployment of Wanokuni's forces rivaled even the infamous Buster Call. As the calm before the storm faded, the conflict erupted across the New World. The release of the latest World News marked the historic moment. In the Sea Circle Calendar, Year 1513, the two great royal armies of the New World officially went to war.

Chapter 136: 136. The Whole Nest Is Dispatched, And All Parties March

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