Marineford, Marine Headquarters!
Sengoku had just finished a meeting and returned to his room.
“Someone!” With a loud shout, the Marine soldiers outside immediately rushed over, saluted Sengoku, and then asked, “Fleet Admiral, what are your orders?” Sengoku pointed to his bed and asked, “Has someone been in my room?” The Marine soldier replied, “Reporting, Fleet Admiral, no one has entered your room.” Upon hearing this, Sengoku pondered for a moment, then sent the soldier back to his post.
He himself walked into the room with a solemn expression.
He slowly approached the bed, where a purple-gold invitation letter lay quietly.
“An invitation letter?” Sengoku slowly picked up the invitation letter, which was engraved with patterns he had never seen before.
Rendered in purple and gold, this invitation letter looked very beautiful.
But Sengoku didn’t care about its appearance; instead, he was puzzled as to how it had appeared at his bedside.
Out of curiosity, he opened the invitation letter.
Inside, he saw several lines of text.
[“Congratulations, you have received an invitation to the Myriad Realms Auction House.”] [All auction items originate from the vast and boundless Myriad Worlds!] [Here, there is the Spring of Life that can cure all injuries and illnesses, miraculous elixirs that can regenerate severed limbs, swordsmanship containing destructive power…] [An auction event beyond imagination, we sincerely invite your participation.] [The time is three months from now.
As for the location, one month before the auction begins, you can sense the guidance with this invitation letter and arrive at the auction house’s location.] [One invitation letter allows entry for only two people.] “Absurd!” Sengoku’s first reaction was to scoff.
Myriad Worlds?
Other worlds?
This is simply preposterous!
Is it a prank by some bored Devil Fruit user or an Underworld organization?
Using such an ethereal concept to create a mystery?
Sengoku frowned, repeatedly examining the purple-gold invitation letter in his hand.
Its material was neither paper nor silk, feeling warm and smooth to the touch, yet exceptionally tough.
Even with his strength, he couldn’t damage it in the slightest.
As Fleet Admiral, he had to consider every possibility.
He immediately pressed a hidden button on his desk and said in a deep voice, “I am Sengoku!
Notify all Admirals and Staff Officer Tsuru to gather in the Strategic Conference Room immediately!
Repeat, all high-ranking officials, to the Strategic Conference Room immediately!” A moment later, Marine Headquarters, Strategic Conference Room.
Around the large oval conference table, the atmosphere was heavy.
Akainu Sakazuki stood with his arms crossed, his expression impatient.
Aokiji Kuzan yawned, but a hint of doubt lingered in the depths of his eyes.
Kizaru Borsalino slouched in his chair, his expression uncharacteristically lacking much laziness.
Staff Officer Tsuru’s face was calm, but her fingers gently tapped the tabletop.
“Sengoku, what’s so important that you had to call all of us here?” Akainu spoke first.
Sengoku didn’t answer directly but placed the purple-gold invitation letter in the center of the conference table.
“Just now, this thing appeared silently on my bedside table in my resting room.” At these words, everyone present focused their gaze on the invitation letter.
“What is this?
A threatening letter?” Akainu frowned.
“Someone managed to get into your room?” Aokiji’s sleepiness was largely gone.
Sengoku said in a deep voice, “The problem isn’t how it got here, but what’s written on it.
You all should take a look.” He pushed the invitation letter towards Staff Officer Tsuru, who was closest to him.
Staff Officer Tsuru picked it up and read it carefully.
Her brows gradually furrowed, and her face showed the same disbelief and solemnity Sengoku had when he first saw it.
After she finished reading, she silently pushed the invitation letter to Aokiji next to her.
Then, Aokiji, Kizaru, and Akainu passed it around in turn.
“Myriad Worlds?
Items from other worlds?
Preposterous!
It must be some Devil Fruit user with spatial abilities trying to mystify us.
We should immediately launch a full-scale search!” Akainu scoffed after reading it, throwing the invitation letter onto the table, clearly not believing a word of it.
Aokiji stroked his chin, “Arara, this does sound a bit incredible, but the delivery method itself is a show of force.
We can’t take it lightly.” Kizaru tilted his head, “Oh how scary Whether it’s real or not, anyone who can do something like this has frighteningly big guts~ Fleet Admiral Sengoku, your security seems to have a bit of a loophole.” Staff Officer Tsuru was the calmest, “Currently, it’s hard to distinguish truth from falsehood, but the potential risk is extremely high.” “The immediate priority is to use all intelligence networks to investigate the Myriad Realms Auction House and the flow of these invitation letters.” “At the same time, we must prepare for the worst, considering whether to participate and what our objectives are.” “Agreed.” Sengoku nodded.
Meanwhile, across the world.
The other forty-nine invitation letters were also discovered one after another, through various incredible means.
New World, Moby Dick.
“Gurararara!
Interesting!” Whitebeard Edward Newgate looked at the invitation letter that had suddenly appeared beside his sake bowl, letting out a hearty laugh, but a glint flashed in the depths of his eyes.
“Auction items from other worlds!
Marco, what do you think?” First Division Commander Marco took the invitation letter, and after reading it carefully, his face was filled with disbelief: “Pops, this…
this is too absurd.
This is completely unheard of.” Diamond Jozu rumbled, “It must be a scam!
They want to trick us into some trap!” But Flower Sword Vista mused, “But how did it appear here?
With so many of us, not a single person noticed.” Whitebeard touched the IV drip hanging on him, his voice deepening: “Kuralala, yes, how it came is the key.” “Marco, you are meticulous.
Investigate this in secret.
Remember, don’t make a fuss.” He looked into the distance, his gaze profound, “If that’Spring of Life that cures all injuries and illnesses’ truly exists…” He didn’t finish his sentence, but all the commanders understood Pops’ meaning.
Pops’ health was the greatest concern for all his sons.
New World, Onigashima.
“Uorororororo!
Myriad Worlds?
Power that can destroy the world!” Kaido of the Beasts held the invitation letter, his wild laughter shaking the cave.
But then he slammed his sake gourd to the ground, erupting in fury, “Bullshit!
All bullshit!
I am the strongest!
What damn other world, it’s all a lie!” Queen the Plague wiggled his obese body and leaned over to look, “Boss Kaido, calm down.
This thing appeared strangely; maybe it’s a new trick from some fearless guy.” King the Wildfire calmly analyzed, “Big Brother, whether true or false, the fact that this invitation letter could be delivered to you silently means the power behind it should not be underestimated.” “Perhaps we can send someone to check it out.
If it’s real, it might accelerate our Beasts Pirates’ conquest of the world.” Kaido gasped, his crimson eyes fixed on the invitation letter: “King, you’re right!
If it’s real, I’ll snatch it!
If it’s fake, I’ll sink that damn auction house along with it!” New World.
Fufufufu!
Myriad Worlds?
Something that can break fate?” Donquixote Doflamingo looked at the invitation letter in his hand, his laughter filled with distorted excitement and deep suspicion.
“This is practically a script tailor-made for me!
Trebol, Diamante, what do you think?” Trebol said stickily, “Behehehe, Doffy, this must be fake, right?
How could there be other worlds?” Diamante, however, held a different opinion: “Doffy, whether true or false, this invitation letter itself is a signal!
A force that can bypass our defenses and deliver it precisely is worth our attention!
And, what if, I mean, what if what it says is true?” Donquixote Doflamingo’s fingers were wrapped in strings, his eyes behind his sunglasses flickering, “Vergo is in the Marine, Monet is with Kaido.
Immediately use all Underworld channels to investigate for me!” “I want to know the background of this ‘Myriad Realms Auction House,’ and who else received an invitation!” “Fufufu!
If there truly is a treasure that can break the shackles of fate, no matter how much it costs, I will get my hands on it!” For a time, the winds began to stir.
The Marine, the Four Emperors, the Shichibukai, the Underworld Emperors – all the powers standing at the pinnacle of the world, due to these mysterious invitation letters, transitioned from initial disbelief to deep suspicion and uncontrollable ambition.
The truth remains unknown, but a massive storm sweeping across the entire world has already quietly brewed beneath the seemingly calm surface of the sea.
All forces began to act, investigating, preparing, and strategizing, with their sights set on the ‘Auction’ three months later, an event that could change everything!