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Garp, his voice filled with nostalgia and bitterness, began to recount what had happened. For half an hour, he narrated the events in detail, without forgetting even the smallest detail. The admirals and officers present listened in silence, absorbing every word.

Learning that the World Government had used an Ancient Weapon to eliminate a single man was terrifying. The magnitude of the threat Hashirama represented was evident. Even the strongest men of the sea, united, had not been able to defeat him. The battle of God Valley was a disgrace for the Marines, a reason why its history had been erased.

Garp fell silent, letting his words sink in. Finally, he spoke again: "I simply don't know how strong he is now. Although I wish to avenge Sengoku, we can't do it alone. Sakazuki, we must contact the World Government to have a chance."

"The current strength of the Marines is not weak," responded Akainu with a flash of determination in his eyes. "If we manage to defeat Hashirama, the Marines will regain their glory." However, uncertainty persisted.

"There are too many unknown factors," said Garp with a bitter smile. "No one knows how strong Hashirama is at this moment. My suggestion is to inform those old men and let them handle the problem."

He paused, his tone becoming complex. "I believe Sengoku would think the same. I don't want the Marines to keep taking risks."

Upon hearing the mention of Sengoku, Akainu fell silent. An internal struggle tormented him at the idea of informing the World Government. As fleet admiral, doing so would mean admitting his incompetence and his own discomfort.

Tsuru, understanding Akainu's internal conflict, sighed and spoke in a deep voice: "Sakazuki, if what Garp says is true, they are the ones who will be most concerned about this man, not about blaming us. After all, they were the ones who supposedly killed him..."

She also wanted to avenge Sengoku, but rationality indicated that victory was unlikely. It was better to let the "old men" handle the matter.

Tensei, with a changing expression, finally said: "Fine... but we can't lose sight of the bigger picture. Hashirama is not the only enemy right now..."

Ryokugyu, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes beneath his sunglasses, nodded. "Alright."

"Tsk," Akainu gritted his teeth with a changing expression at the consensus of the high-ranking Marines. He picked up a Den Den Mushi with a somber look, ready to inform the Gorosei of the situation.

"PURUPURUPURU..."

However, just as Akainu was about to make the call, another Den Den Mushi rang from his other pocket.

"Damn it!" Akainu frowned and picked up the phone: "GOTCHA! It better be good news, Borsalino!"

"Sakazuki, things are... a bit complicated." Kizaru's bored voice came from the other end of the phone: "After searching this sea, I found Tolikake's decapitated body, and his thoracic cavity was broken."

"Although the fatal wound was caused by King, I believe someone else did it, and Tokikake lost most of his combat power in a single blow."

"Fine!" Akainu sighed and said: "Borsalino, return quickly to Headquarters, something big is approaching and we need you."

"Oh, does that mean?" Kizaru on the other end of the phone was a bit confused: "Could it be that you've already found something...?"

"Yes!" Akainu did not hide it and said clearly: "A remnant of the old era has resurrected, named Hashirama... the Ninja God. He was responsible for Tokikake's death and then he went to Marineford, destroyed it, and killed Sengoku..."

"...how scary," Kizaru, despite everything that had happened, only showed a slight change in his expression, hidden by his glasses.

"Yes, he's dead," Akainu didn't explain much, "which is why we need you. When you return to Headquarters, I'll tell you something. GOTCHA."

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