Chương 1895: Battle of the North Sea (41)

He stared at the Five Elders with a cold and stern look, and said in a deep voice, "As for Charlotte, I will personally take action. I will definitely stop him and will never let him succeed. As for how the Rockefeller Kingdom will respond without Charlotte, it is up to you to decide. However, if you fail again this time, then there is no need for you to continue to exist. Get out of here immediately!"

After hearing what Im said, the Five Elders felt as if they had been pardoned, and the joy in their hearts was simply beyond words.

They didn't care about Lord Yim's warning at all. They were happy to think that as long as Lord Yim could stop Charlotte, the Rockefeller Kingdom would be nothing to fear for them.

After all, in the eyes of the Five Elders, apart from Charlotte, who is so powerful that they are all afraid of him, there are only seven or eight other so-called troublesome figures in the entire Rockefeller Kingdom.

Although the strength of these seven or eight people cannot be underestimated, they are still within the acceptable range of the Five Elders.

You know, the Five Elders are immortal!

This means that as long as they cannot be killed completely, those who dare to be their enemies will inevitably be eliminated in the end.

"Don't worry, my lord. The World Government will make the Rockefeller Kingdom pay a heavy price for their actions!"

Saint Mazi lowered his head and spoke in a firm tone.

His eyes revealed endless hatred.

And this hatred is undoubtedly directed at the Rockefeller Kingdom.

If it weren't for the Rockefeller Kingdom, how could they have fallen into such a miserable state?

Mazsheng secretly vowed in his heart that he would make the Rockefeller Kingdom pay for all the humiliation and losses they had suffered.

At this moment, Im's eyes suddenly fell on a person - Saint Shamrock, who had been silent since the Five Elders entered the door.

"Saint Shamrock, take your Knights of God and cooperate with the World Government to support the North Sea!"

Yimu's voice sounded calmly and majestically.

Upon hearing this, Saint Shamrock quickly lowered his head and replied, "Yes!"

His answer was crisp and clear, without any hesitation.

"Go down!"

Yim waved his hand casually, indicating that Saint Shamrock could leave.

"Subordinates resign!"

Shamrock Saint and the Five Elders spoke in unison, their voices echoing among the empty flowers.

They all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, as if the heavy burden on their shoulders was instantly lifted.

Slowly standing up, Saint Shamrock and the Five Elders turned around together and walked towards the door with slightly heavy steps.

Every step seemed to be a fight against some force, as if they were unwilling to leave this place, but had to do so.

Yim sat quietly on the throne, like a sculpture, his eyes staring straight ahead without the slightest fluctuation.

When he raised his right hand, a powerful aura emanated from him, and a translucent sword energy immediately emerged in the palm of his right hand.

This sword energy is not an ordinary thing. It is the sword energy that Charlotte left on Im's heart.

Originally, this sword energy should have dissipated in Im's body, but now it was swallowed by Im, and there was no sign of weakening.

Yim stared at the sword energy in his palm, his tone filled with complex emotions.

There was reluctance, because he was unable to completely eliminate the sword energy left by Charlotte; there was anger, because he was wary and annoyed with Charlotte's strength; and there was regret, perhaps a recognition of such a strong enemy as Charlotte.

"Rockefeller Shiloh!"

Yim muttered the name in a low voice, as if the name carried his endless thoughts and emotions.

The next second, Im's figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost, leaving no trace.

Outside the flower room, Saint Shamrock and the Five Elders looked at each other, and each saw a hint of solemnity in the other's eyes.

They walked tacitly towards the World Government's office building - Pangu City. Along the way, the six of them were silent and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Pangu City was tall and majestic, standing before them like an insurmountable fortress.

The six people walked straight into the ancient castle, passed through the long corridor, and finally came to the conference room.

After entering the conference room, the six people sat opposite each other. The distance between them was not far, but it seemed as if there was an invisible barrier between them. No one spoke first.

The entire conference room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard, and the sound echoed in the air, appearing particularly clear.

The Five Elders leaned back in their chairs, feeling relieved, and did not move.

The Five Elders' bodies trembled slightly, as if all their strength had been drained away at this moment.

Saint Shamrock gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his hand unconsciously stroking the hilt as he kept thinking about his next move in his mind.

For a long time, the atmosphere in the conference room remained solemn, and no one broke the silence.

Finally, Saint Maz couldn't help but speak: "Now that we have signed a military order in front of Lord Yimu, how should we deal with the Rockefeller Kingdom?"

His voice was low and serious, revealing a hint of anxiety.

Hearing Saint Maz's words, Saint Satan's face lit up with a confident smile. He straightened his body and said confidently, "With Lord Yimu holding Charlotte back, we only need to deal with the Rockefeller family members, led by Barrett and Esdeath. No matter how strong these Rockefellers are, they are only mortal. How can they be a match for you and me?"

His words were full of confidence, as if he was sure of defeating the Rockefeller family.

"really?"

Saint Nasshoulang's words made Saint Satan frown tightly, and there was a hint of disbelief in his voice.

After all, they haven't truly understood Barrett's strength in five years.

Looking back on the fierce battle five years ago, the powerful strength displayed by Barrett is still fresh in people's memory.

At that time, he was not only able to compete with two admiral-level warriors, he even successfully killed a great swordsman. Even a legendary figure like Garp was defeated by him.

"You know, five years ago, Barrett's strength was already so astonishing. Now that five years have passed, his strength must have greatly improved."

Nasu Shoulangsheng's tone became heavier.

"Facing such an opponent, we must not take it lightly."

Saint Satan nodded in agreement, his expression becoming increasingly serious.

Although he was quite confident in his own strength, he did not dare to be careless when facing a strong enemy like Barrett.

Barrett's record is indeed frightening.