Chapter 471-472—World live broadcast!
Morgans' wings fluttered slightly as he turned to face Liu Feng, his expression unreadable.
"You want me to broadcast this... the execution of Blackbeard?"
Liu Feng smiled, but there was no warmth in it.
"Yes. The entire world needs to see the fall of one of the Four Emperors. The time for fear is over. Everyone must know that no one is above the law, not even Blackbeard."
Morgans considered the request for a moment, his sharp mind calculating the implications.
It wasn't just any news story; this would alter the course of history. A public execution of a man who once wielded power strong enough to challenge entire fleets—a man who orchestrated and won the Marineford War. The man who mocked the Marines. The only person in history to possess two Devil Fruits.
This would be a statement—a declaration of the new order.
"Done!!"
Morgans replied with a determined nod, his sharp gaze never leaving Liu Feng.
"But you're aware of the weight of this, right? Once the news is out, there will be no turning back. The entire world will know, and the reaction will be… explosive."
Liu Feng's gaze hardened, his voice low and resolute.
"I'm ready. The world needs to understand that those who seek to destabilize it will be crushed. Blackbeard has gone unchecked for far too long. It's time to end this."
With that, Morgans moved swiftly, his hands already working behind the scenes, reaching out to every corner of the globe. The news would spread faster than anyone could imagine. The world would know that Blackbeard, the last of the Four Emperors, was about to meet his demise.
Deng!! Deng!! Deng!!
One after another, projection lights shot out from the heights of various military fortresses, and the dazzling light was like a vast invisible stream, pouring all over the huge execution platform.
At the same time, all the communication of the video phone-mushi was connected in an instant.
The next moment, the whole world, whether it was those rich countries and forces or those poor, war-torn, and disaster-stricken islands, suddenly saw this terrifying and majestic scene under the influence of certain forces.
The black flag fluttered before my eyes, swaying violently in the raging wind that carried the scent of blood and iron across the battlefield. The towering execution platform stood tall, a symbol of unwavering justice and the supreme authority of the New World's overlord. As the cameras pulled back, the image froze, capturing a moment destined for history.
At that instant, the world fell into silence. Shocked, everyone stared at the Den Den Mushi screen, their eyes locked on the historic scene. Even their breath seemed to halt, trapped in the weight of the moment.
"This is??"
"The Fleet Admiral of the new Neo Navy!!"
"Those are the senior officials of the new navy!!"
"Wait! Why? What? Four Emperors Whitebeard is also here! Didn't he die in the war at the top?"
"Fire Fist Ace!! Phoenix Marco?? Flower Sword Vista??"
"They are all four emperors who once dominated the New World and the top officers of the Whitebeard Pirates' main ship!"
"They are all back!!"
"Liu Feng resurrected Whitebeard and Ace!!"
"The war at the top of the Navy Headquarters has become a complete joke!!"
"Could it be that the Whitebeard Pirates have joined the New Navy!"
"How is this possible?"
"But this is the only reasonable explanation."
"As you see!!! Look!!"
"That's the Four Emperors Charlotte LinLin…Big Mom!!"
"The Vice-President of the Pirate Group, Charlotte Katakuri, and the other captains are all resurrected!!"
"World Destroyer Byrnndi World"
"Oh my god!!!"
"Has the new navy already recruited the surrender of the two Four Emperors Pirate Groups?"
"In addition to the legendary pirate "World Destroyer Byrnndi World!!"
"The new navy has added three top combat forces above the admiral level!!"
"…"
As the image on the video Den Den Mushi screen seemed to be deliberately framed, capturing those deep, commanding breaths like the vast sky, a cold smile flashed across Liu Feng's face. In that instant, the world erupted into chaos.
No words or explanations were needed. The imposing figures standing beneath the execution platform made their purpose clear—they were its guardians. The meaning behind it was undeniable. Most of the combat power from two of the Four Emperors' pirate crews, along with Byrnndi World—the legendary pirate capable of destroying the world—had all joined the Navy. Draped in large black cloaks of justice, they stood united.
The sheer weight of this revelation sent shockwaves through the world. The focus of the broadcast, however, made many subconsciously overlook the presence of the imprisoned Four Emperors, Blackbeard, restrained by two New Navy soldiers atop the execution platform.
"Is this your goal? To showcase the armed might of your New Navy?" Morgan's pupils shrank, his face pale as he muttered. Moments ago, he had directed his intelligence network to connect global communications, broadcasting this historic public execution to the world.
Liu Feng gazed down at the execution platform, where admiral-level forces stood in formation. A smirk crept onto his lips—cold, calculating.
"We have to let the world know how powerful the justice they expect is, right?"
"Only in this way can they have enough confidence in justice."
Morgan was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help turning his head to look deeply at Liu Feng.
From Morgan's angle, he could only see Liu Feng's profile—sharp and chiseled like it had been carved by a blade. His sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, though youthful, carried the weight of war's trials, reflecting both determination and a hardened resolve.
For a moment, Morgan's gaze wavered, lost in thought. Countless pieces of intelligence about Liu Feng flooded his mind—his battles, his calculated strategies, and the ruthless precision of his decisions. The world saw only his power, status, and overwhelming reputation. They fixated on his extraordinary abilities and impossibly young age.
But Morgan knew—there was far more to this man than what met the eye.
But in fact, the wars this young man has experienced, the enemies he has faced, the layout he has planned, and the pressure he has endured are no less than anyone else in this sea.