Doflamingo and his "family" members were speeding through the sky.
The wind howled past them, the sea was vast and magnificent, and under the moonlight, the seawater shimmered with silver light. But at this moment, Doflamingo's thoughts were not on this ocean.
He stood on the deck of his personal warship, his eyes deep and his brow slightly furrowed.
"The next one is the target."
He muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of undisguised anticipation.
Trebol stood beside him, saying in a relaxed tone:
"Young Master, this assassination will definitely go more smoothly.
What we need to do is not just eliminate a few commanders, but to make the entire World Government feel threatened."
He paused, a sinister smile appearing on his face,
"Just like the traces we left on the base, they won't dare to disbelieve that today's attack wasn't accidental."
His tone was calm, but the cold aura made the surrounding atmosphere freeze instantly.
"Yes, Young Master."
Trebol echoed, his voice filled with a hint of fanaticism.
The other family members also nodded, their eyes full of anticipation.
For them, such an action was undoubtedly full of challenge and excitement.
They were Doflamingo's "family," and under his command, they had never failed.
"Although we have successfully entered the next base, we must not be careless."
Doflamingo continued, his eyes as sharp as knives,
"The defenses of these bases are far more solid than we imagined.
Don't underestimate them.
We must completely destroy them, leaving no trace behind."
His words made the surrounding atmosphere even more solemn, and everyone's faces were filled with reverence.
Even when carrying out such a rigorous assassination mission, these people were still able to remain calm. They knew that only with calm and precise operations could they ensure victory.
As the ship advanced, the crew busily adjusted the course, and the speed gradually increased.
Doflamingo stood in the center of the deck, his eyes fixed on the front.
He knew that the significance of this operation went far beyond a simple kill.
They were laying the foundation for the New Navy's victory, and even the future situation.
Every kill, every layout, was an opportunity for them to demonstrate their strength and deepen their deterrence.
Just then, an alarm sounded from the sea.
Several crew members hurriedly ran to Doflamingo's side, obviously having discovered something unusual.
"Young Master, we have discovered several unidentified ships in the waters ahead, and they seem to be approaching."
Doflamingo frowned slightly, his body leaning forward involuntarily, his eyes becoming more vigilant.
"Unidentified ships?
Are you sure?"
He asked, his tone full of suspicion.
"Yes, Young Master, we observed through the telescope that the target ship's trajectory is very unusual and seems to be approaching us."
"Turn around."
Doflamingo ordered decisively,
"We cannot be complacent.
Even though we are well prepared, any accident could disrupt our plan at this time."
The crew members busily turned the rudder, and the ship quickly changed course, sailing towards the more distant sea.
Doflamingo stood on the deck, his hands behind his back, his eyes never leaving the horizon ahead.
He knew that the World Government must have noticed some anomalies, and their actions would never be as simple as a mere sneak attack.
Once they entered the next base, the situation would probably become more complicated.
"Since that's the case,"
Doflamingo smirked,
"Then let them taste the methods of our 'family'. We will stain every base with blood."
At the same time, Trebol said softly:
"Young Master, don't worry, we are well prepared, who can stop us?"
Doflamingo turned to look at him, his eyes still sharp as knives.
"Yes, this time, we must let the World Government know that the price of challenging the New Navy will be something they can never bear."
The airship continued to move forward, sailing farther and farther away from the abandoned World Government base, heading towards the next target.
That new base was destined to become the next battlefield for Doflamingo and his "family."
A few hours later, the airship finally arrived at the target sea area, and the base ahead had already appeared in sight.
Just as they had expected, the defense force of this base was not strong, with almost no resistance.
Doflamingo sneered:
"This game has only just begun."
......
On the other side.
Elbaf.
Inside the conference room, the atmosphere was so heavy that one could almost feel the pressure.
Loki leaned back in his chair, his expression serious, his eyes fixed on the table in front of him, as if the documents spread out on the table were heavier than the air itself.
The surrounding elders sat upright, their eyes filled with unease and anxiety.
"We have discovered World Government ships in the nearby waters."
An elder spoke, his voice low, as if suppressing the tension in his heart.
As soon as he finished speaking, almost everyone raised their heads in unison, their eyes fixed on the elder, and the air was instantly filled with fear of the unknown.
Loki's brow furrowed tightly, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the table, making a dull "thud" sound.
Obviously, this sudden news shocked him.
"Don't they plan to rest for a while?
They just finished that war, haven't they learned their lesson yet?"
He muttered to himself, a hint of undisguised anger flashing in his eyes.
"But that's not right,"
Another elder stood up, his face even more gloomy,
"If it were just some small fleets, then it wouldn't be worth our nervousness, but this time..."
He paused here, as if making up his mind, and then said,
"I heard that the World Government has mobilized many elite troops, and seems to be preparing to mobilize a larger force."
Loki's brow furrowed even tighter. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, as if in thought.
"Yes, we have just crawled out of the shadow of that great war, how could we have such great pressure?
Im is dead, do these people have enough confidence to challenge us out of thin air?"
His voice was full of incomprehension, but also mixed with a hint of caution.
He stood up, his steps slow and heavy, walked to the window, and looked at the vast sea outside the window.
The sea was calm and waveless at this time, forming a sharp contrast with the agitation in his heart.
Loki's eyes looked into the distance, as if trying to find some answer from the deep sea.
"Im is dead, and the World Government's highest command system has been disintegrated.
Logically speaking, they shouldn't have the courage to make any counterattacks."
Loki said to himself, his voice with a hint of confusion and unease,
"But if they really dare to make such a move, there must be other hidden reasons behind it."
He couldn't help but look back at the surrounding elders, his eyes sharp.
"Elders, this situation is not simple. Obviously, this is not the simple action we imagined.
We must consider it from all aspects and find the secrets hidden behind the World Government."
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