Chapter 399

Morgens’ live broadcast had an enormous impact.

The overthrow of the World Government was unbelievable; even ambitious men prepared to snatch profit from the fire, hoping to gain more as the seas plunged into chaos.

After all, the world was so vast,

even with the Marines and Revolutionary Army present, Seven Saint could not suppress all rebellions in the short term.

Previously, the World Government had suppressed and mediated; they dared not start wars. Now, with chaos approaching, it was the perfect time to expand territory.

But then came Seven Saint’s miracle—casually summoning a city from the sky, his incomparably splendid entourage, and the footage shown in the broadcast—the severed Red Line before them.

All ambitious men fell silent.

Forget ambition, forget ambition—just figure out how to pledge loyalty to Seven Saint.

They had encountered even the strongest men before, and all had weaknesses; even if they couldn’t exploit those weaknesses directly, they could act through their associates.

But gods have none.

Before Morgens’ broadcast ended, Marine Admiral Sakazuki, accompanied by Marine Hero Garp and Admiral Kizaru, addressed everyone through the lens.

“The Marines accept Seven Saint’s leadership.”

Immediately after, Revolutionary Army leader Dragon, accompanied by his father Garp and cadre Red Count, announced:

“The Revolutionary Army accepts Seven Saint’s leadership.”

Simultaneously, through the portal, Neptune, King of the Fish-Man Kingdom, King Cobra of Alabasta, along with Wano, Elbaf, and Dressrosa, declared their joining of the United Kingdom.

Finally, Seven himself announced:

“Starting today, all slavery systems are abolished.”

“Any nation, organization, or individual engaging in slave trade shall be regarded as declaring war on the United Kingdom—no matter how distant, they shall be exterminated.”

With Seven’s abolition of slavery declared, the live broadcast ended.

Before the nobles of the former World Government’s 170+ member states, and those of non-member states, could even exhale, they received a faxed document issued by Seven and delivered by Vegapunk.

“Three months from now, the United Kingdom Assembly will convene atop the Sky City above the Red Line.”

Just those simple words—no scolding, no threat, not even a hint of urgency.

Yet to every king and noble, it felt more suffocating than any Holy War decree or declaration of war.

It was the new king’s order—a summons requiring no explanation, unchallengeable, irresistible.

Everyone knew the world had changed.

But it was too dreamlike, too absurd—had the World Government, which had ruled for nearly eight hundred years, simply vanished like that?

No one would believe it if you told them.

The mighty Marines, the Revolutionary Army, the Four Emperors of the New World—Whitebeard, Golden Lion, Kaido... so many towering figures—just like that...

Well, if it were them, they’d only curse themselves for never having had the chance to serve under Seven Saint.

Red Line, Sky City.

After the victory settlement, the crowd stepped through the mist beneath their feet, feeling as if they had entered a fairyland.

Especially the Morning Star crew, accustomed to the Emperor of the East Sea and the Shogun’s Palace of Wano, immediately realized: the Sky City’s buffs were several times stronger than those of the Emperor of the East Sea or the Shogun’s Palace.

Not only were the buffs stronger and the area larger, but the environment itself was countless times better.

“Cough~” Mihawk cleared his throat: “Captain, shall I choose a mansion?”

From now on, no one would ever make him leave the Sky City—he had to pick the best... second-best mansion; the best one would surely belong to Seven.

At these words, Kizaru’s eyes lit up instantly.

“Captain, I’ll go pick a mansion too?”

Kizaru had once lived in the Shogun’s Palace of Wano; he understood the Sky City’s true value.

The others quickly chimed in.

Watching their eager expressions, Seven smiled and shook his head.

“Don’t worry—everyone here will get one.”

“First, let’s finish the matter at hand.”

“Overthrowing the World Government is just the beginning. What matters now is handling the nobles of the Four Seas, abolishing slavery, and managing the consequences of its abolition.”

“Let’s head to the conference hall.”

To be honest, if Seven couldn’t summon the Sky City’s map at will, he wouldn’t have found the conference hall at all.

The Sky City was as vast as a kingdom.

Those one million points were worth every bit.

Entering the vast, brightly lit conference hall, its ceiling a hundred meters high and adorned with a starry sky, the group took their seats.

Seven first turned to Sakazuki and Dragon.

“Dragon, Admiral Sakazuki, the Four Seas are our foundation—we cannot afford chaos there.”

“Order the Revolutionary Army and Marines to deploy fully to suppress rebellions, maintain stability across the Four Seas, and eradicate slave traders, liberating every slave.”

“Gentlemen, it is time to enact justice.”

Sakazuki’s face flushed with excitement—he had waited countless years for these words, and at last, they had come.

The old justice was a chain in the World Government’s hands, a stepping stone beneath the Celestial Dragons’ feet, a facade to mask rule, a blade swung against the weak.

It protected privilege, ignored the masses; upheld order, ignored good and evil.

True justice should allow the oppressed to stand tall, prevent the weak from being trampled, let every ordinary person live in peace, free from fear.

Sakazuki believed Seven’s justice would no longer be a slogan, nor merely a posture.

It would be action to end darkness, to root out evil and protect the weak, to topple injustice and rebuild order—to use strength to defend, not plunder; to wield power to pacify, not oppress.

This—this alone deserved the name “justice.”

“Seven Saint, I swear on my head—the Marines will fully uphold justice.”

Seven naturally trusted Sakazuki’s character; the Marines’ previous inaction had been forced by the World Government, a reluctant compromise.

Coordinate military funding with Admiral He and Tashigi.

With that, Seven smiled.

“Let Rosinante serve as your adjutant.”

At this, Sakazuki’s eyes welled with tears—Seven Saint’s kindness was beyond repayment.

“Thank you.”

“Dragon, the Revolutionary Army’s name remains unchanged for now.”

Seven continued: “Once the Red Line is fully transformed, the Revolutionary Army will be reorganized into the Army. Until then, focus on securing stability across the Four Seas.”

“The adjacent office is fully equipped—begin your operations.”

“Yes.” Dragon and Sakazuki rose and left.

Seven then turned to Mihawk, Neptune, Cobra, Kaido, and Arlong.

“Wano, Fish-Man Kingdom, Alabasta, Dressrosa, Elbaf—keep sufficient forces to secure your own nations and nearby seas.”

“The rest of your forces will be coordinated by Big Mom, Jin Ni, and Brea for immediate support to the Marines and Revolutionary Army.”

“Yes.”

“Also, brothers of the Whitebeard, Flying Fish, and Beasts crews—please, elders, keep your men in check.”

Whitebeard, overjoyed, his beard stood higher than ever.

Seven, don't worry,

Marco has taken the Moby Dick and his crew to guard the entrance to the New World.”

Golden Lion took over.

“Buggy and others are patrolling the latter half of the New World and have already raised the Flame Flag—they won’t clash with our own.”

At this moment, Kaido suddenly realized: Damn, he’d forgotten to warn the Beasts Pirates.

Helplessly, Kaido raised an eyebrow at Jin, signaling him to quickly notify Vergo and Quinn.

Jin looked utterly exasperated.

Boss, for heaven’s sake, use your brain.

Vergo has been Seven’s man all along.