"If not for that guy, Chameleone, who infiltrated Dressrosa and copied that woman's Paramecia Glare-Glare Fruit ability, we wouldn't have been able to locate the Netherworld Pirates' hidden research base..."
Supporting himself with a cane, St. Jaygarcia Saturn spoke with a somber tone: "Although we wasted a valuable energy source, at least we can breathe a little easier for now."
"But where there's one, there will be more. The technology those bastards possess is too dangerous; it has already begun to threaten the rule of the World Government..."
Holding his treasured sword, the first generation Kitetsu, St. Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro, wiped its gleaming edge while speaking coldly. "We cannot afford to be complacent. We must find a way to end this once and for all!"
"The energy required to activate the Ancient Weapons is far too precious, and with Hachinosu Island relocating so many islands, the target area is too vast..."
From the nearby sofa, St. Shepherd Ju Peter furrowed his brow, his expression heavy with concern.
"If we only target Hachinosu Island, at most, we'd eliminate a handful of key officers. But in doing so, we'll completely enrage that monster, Obask Luke!"
"And if that happens, we can expect the Netherworld Pirates to retaliate swiftly."
St. Topman Warcury's voice was grim.
"We must be fully prepared."
Obask Luke was not the type to take a loss lying down.
Given his nature, he would undoubtedly launch a ruthless counterattack.
There was even a real possibility that he might strike directly at Mary Geoise.
"It's still not the best time to go to all-out war with Obask Luke. The Marines have yet to recover their full strength!"
St. Jaygarcia Saturn, the Warrior God of Science and Defense, added: "Additionally, our cloned army and the modified Pacifista weapons are still undergoing development and enhancement. It will take at least another six months before they are fully combat-ready!"
In truth, he himself was an outstanding scientist.
He had secretly mastered much of Dr. Vegapunk's technology long ago.
Because the Marines had suffered severe losses and remained weakened, and with the Netherworld Pirates growing in strength at an alarming rate, the Five Elders had secretly built a massive underground research facility.
Using the lineage factors of elite marines, they had begun mass-producing a clone army.
And, in order to prevent Obask Luke's Shadowkhan Army from spying. The entire experimental base is equipped with a large number of high-power searchlights with 360-degree lighting without blind spots.
Every corner is as bright as day, ensuring that there is no shadow at all, and God's Knights are in charge to prevent being spied by the Shadowkhan.
However, even with St. Jaygarcia Saturn's knowledge, he was still far from matching Dr. Vegapunk himself.
So much so that the clone army that was cultivated on a large scale a few years ago had yet to fully mature.
"In this case, let's wait a little longer..."
St. Marcus Mars was very decisive and said directly: "If it really doesn't work, then give up the base in the second half of the New World first!"
"When the preparations are completed, immediately launch a full-scale attack on the Netherworld Pirates!"
Since Obask Luke is unwilling to settle down and honestly live in a corner.
Then, they can only completely eliminate the Netherworld Pirates at all costs.
In the past few years, the development of the Netherworld Pirates has been too rapid, and it makes them uneasy.
"I have no objection!"
"Seconded!"
At this time, in a majestic and magnificent castle, inside the spacious and luxurious reception hall.
"Gamienio, you did a good job this time..."
A beautifully decorated treasure chest was placed on the desk.
A CP0 officer, dressed in a white suit and draped in a white cape, spoke indifferently to the man lounging in front of him with complete disregard for decorum.
His face was painted like a ghost, with one black eye and one white. His slight stubble made him look as if he were wearing a mask.
Two masked figures of varying builds stood behind him.
And before them sat a tall, thin figure dressed in an eccentric manner, one who could blend in like a chameleon.
He was none other than the pirate recruited into the Seven Warlords of the Sea two years ago.
"Hehe... I risked my life sneaking into Dressrosa to copy that woman's ability!"
Seeing the chest, Chameleone, who had been lounging with his legs propped up on the desk, suddenly sat up straight.
He eagerly opened the box, revealing a grin as he licked his long tongue and cackled: "Only two Devil Fruits? Isn't that a little too cheap?"
"Don't push your luck. These aren't ordinary Devil Fruits..."
Looking at the cunning and greedy guy in front of him, Guernika frowned as he coldly replied: "One of them grants flight ability. In this world, that is extremely rare."
Although he despised these wretched pirates, he had to admit that Chameleone's abilities were indeed extraordinary.
His Paramecia Copy-Copy Fruit not only allowed him to duplicate others' appearances but even replicate their Devil Fruit ability.
Rumor had it that he was once a member of the Whitebeard Pirates' second division.
However, after being denied the position of division commander, he left the crew in frustration.
Two months ago, the World Government contacted Chameleone and had him infiltrate Dressrosa under a false identity.
There, he covertly copied Queen Violet's Glare-Glare Fruit ability.
After months of tracking the Netherworld Pirates' secret fleet and analyzing their logistical patterns, they finally discovered the precise location of their research base.
Guernika did not know what exactly the Five Elders planned to do, but as a skilled agent, he knew better than to ask unnecessary questions.
His only job was to follow orders.
And for Chameleone's services, the World Government paid him with two Devil Fruits, ones that were far from ordinary.
"Hehehe... I have one more small request."
Chameleone's eyes gleamed as he grinned wickedly.
"Speak. As long as it's not excessive, we might consider it."
Knowing they would likely need Chameleone's skills again, Guernika did not refuse outright.
"Hehehe... I want to copy Admiral Fujitora's ability. That's reasonable, isn't it?"
"What!?"