Chapter 452: The World Sinks Faster: The Might of the Float-Float Fruit!

Originally, Redfield had dismissed this statement as nothing more than Barrett's joke.

But when he was convinced by Gao Wen's immense power and spirit, becoming a member of Gao Wen's ranks, he finally realized that Barrett had not lied.

After all, words can deceive, but the sensation of breaking through one's limits and advancing further cannot deceive anyone.

In the several decades of his past life, he had not experienced such a boiling-blood sensation as he did today for a very long time!

It was simply...

It was simply like regaining his youth!

This was not physical youthfulness, but rather his soul had become younger, more vibrant, and filled with endless possibilities.

"You felt it too, didn't you?!"

"Mihawk!"

Hawk-Eye raised a hand to adjust his hat, the corners of his mouth beneath the brim curling upward, while the black blade behind him emitted a hum of excitement pushed to its absolute limit~!

"Ah."

"In just a few short days, my swordsmanship has improved; though the change is not obvious, that sensation is absolutely unmistakable!"

"In other words."

"As long as we have enough time, perhaps we truly can reach the height where that man stands, who knows..."

"Is that possible?!"

Recalling the overwhelming power Gao Wen displayed in that battle, Redfield still felt somewhat dazed.

Can I... also reach that level?!

While Redfield was lost in thought, Hawk-Eye's voice came to his ears:

"More words are useless!"

"Everything lies within the blade!"

Zeng—!

The black blade unsheathed, and Hawk-Eye's entire aura was no longer concealed in the slightest, released completely!

Actual combat is always the best cultivation, and in Britannias, there will never be a shortage of opponents!

"That is true!"

Redfield curled the corner of his mouth, unsheathed his umbrella-sword, and clashed head-on against Hawk-Eye's incoming strike.

A ring of ripples spread outward with the two at the center, the formidable force stripping a layer of skin from the earth.

The remaining few each sought their own opponents and engaged in combat!

Even though they had only joined the fire for a few days, they had already been assimilated by the fanatical cultivation atmosphere under Gao Wen's command, becoming part of it!

After that great battle, Britannias quickly returned to tranquility.

Although Camelot was destroyed because of that battle, fortunately, the residents within the city had already been evacuated by Gao Wen in advance.

Thus, apart from a few extremely unlucky individuals, there were no significant casualties.

The plan to rebuild Camelot was even already placed on Gao Wen's desk.

He still remembered that the name Camelot symbolized an impregnable castle in the biographies.

But looking at it now, where was there any impregnable castle? There were only people possessing an impregnable will, rebuilding this Wang Cheng time and time again.

Inside Britannias, it was even unusually quiet.

But they would not forget their hatred because of this.

What they awaited now was for the King standing at the summit to issue the order for revenge and to seize everything from the World Government!

It was just that.

As order gradually restored within Britannias, the entire ocean gradually became chaotic.

The aftereffects of the Five Elders' abuse of the Ancient Weapons gradually began to manifest.

In merely two years, having used the Ancient Weapons three times in succession, the sea level began to rise once again!

Rising faster, more fiercely, and more exaggeratedly!

"Damn it!"

"The water level has risen again?!"

"This place is no longer safe!!"

On an island at the border of Britannias, many buildings near the coast had already been submerged by seawater.

The village chief led a group of young and strong villagers and began moving to higher ground.

Everyone wore a Solemn Face, and even suppressed sobs could be faintly heard within the crowd.

This was because just three days ago, the coastal water level was still below the safety line, yet now nearly half of the village's foundations had been swallowed by the seawater.

The water line had risen by over one meter, and the speed of the rise was still accelerating.

"If this continues, the entire island will sooner or later be swallowed!"

"Village Chief!"

"We should consider moving to another island!"

A woman, her face filled with worry, could not help but speak up to remind him.

She had lived here for many years and could vaguely sense that the seawater level had been constantly rising, but the sudden acceleration to a degree visible to the naked eye made her very uneasy.

The elderly Mediterranean village chief at the head took a puff of his dry tobacco pipe, looked around in all directions, and saw nothing but vast, boundless seawater.

He could not help but murmur:

"Over fifty years ago, when we established this village, there were more than ten islands nearby; nowadays, they have all sunk into the depths of the great sea."

"This time we were able to move to higher ground, but what about the next time, and the time after that?"

No one responded to the old village chief's words; everyone only felt a stone pressing on their hearts, as if before their eyes they saw the day the seawater would swallow the entire Red Soil Continent!

A long while passed.

A voice rang out from the crowd.

"Since the disaster two years ago that destroyed most of Britannias, the speed of the sea level rise has accelerated, and after the nearly identical disaster a few days ago, the speed of the sea level rise has accelerated again..."

"If there is a third time, a fourth time..."

"We..."

"No!"

"Perhaps the entire world will be swallowed by the sea!"

Not only in Britannias, but across the entire world, the sea level was accelerating in its rise.

Inch by inch, land was being swallowed by seawater, and the land available for human survival was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Panic and unease were spreading.

The world, which had gradually stabilized under the suppression of the Navy, once again became turbulent.

News that the world was about to sink began to circulate globally, and all fingers pointed to the two disasters that occurred in Britannias!

The Technical Development Bureau.

Upon learning from Stussy that S-Dragon had been fighting with the members of the Knights of the Round Table all day and gradually getting along with them—even literally beating them into a pulp—Vegapunk immediately felt much more relieved.

Clearly benefiting from the instincts S-Dragon inherited from Gao Wen, his way of getting along with these monsters, though slightly unusual, was surprisingly compatible.

Vegapunk felt slightly reassured.

But when his gaze fell upon the survey report in his hand, his heart couldn't help but tighten once again:

"As expected."

"Just like the data we initially predicted, after suffering consecutive attacks from ancient weapons, the world is sinking at an accelerated pace."

"It has even reached a point visible to the naked eye!"

"We can't wait any longer!"

"This is a crisis of life and death; for Britannias, it is an even more thorny problem than the World Government!"

"We must immediately report this to Gao Wen!"

After temporarily handing over the affairs of the Technical Development Bureau to Franky, Vegapunk boarded a hot air balloon and slowly descended into Gao Wen's temporary base.

Boom—!

Vegapunk directly placed his deductions on Gao Wen's desk, his gaze rarely showing some urgency:

"Gao Wen, the situation is even more serious than we initially expected!"

"After this incident, the time left for Britannias is less than two years!"