It was teleportation, not surgery-like item transfer.
After truly breaking the rules of this world and ascending to another level, Kouta's domain had completely become a true domain where he could do as he pleased, omnipotent.
Within this domain, Kouta was everywhere, and objects within this domain were as close as his fingertips.
If his domain could be broken by people like Garp, Shanks, Emperors, or Admirals before, then now, as long as they were enveloped by his domain, they would never be able to escape, unless they were strong enough to truly break space itself.
However, Kouta's domain was different from external space. He could layer it as many times as he wished, and it wasn't additive but exponential.
Therefore, even if someone could truly break space, they couldn't break Kouta's domain.
At this moment, he...
Was a true god, and his spirit no longer relied on Observation Haki, but could radiate outwards independently. With the strength of his spirit, he could even sense Elbaf, hundreds of kilometers away from here.
And his domain...
Where his spirit reached, that was the boundary of his domain.
This was Kouta's current realm, truly transcending this world. Even this starry sky would be unable to harm him.
This was what the Other Shore told him when he broke through.
"A challenge?"
Looking with interest at the letter between his fingers, Kouta casually rubbed his finger slightly. A ball of fire appeared out of nowhere and quickly burned away the envelope without harming the letter inside.
Then he loosened his hand, and the letter opened by itself.
Reading the words, "What you seek is in Mary Geoise."
Kouta chuckled, and the letter silently combusted, disappearing instantly.
"The last Poneglyph, it's truly hidden by the World Government, just as you guessed, Kouta. They want us to go there sooner."
Everyone behind Kouta had seen the contents of the letter.
Robin crossed her arms, a glint in her eyes, and asked, "Kouta, are we still going to the Whitebeard Pirates?"
This was their planned route.
But since the last Poneglyph was not with the Whitebeard Pirates, there was no need to go there, so Robin asked.
The matter of the Space Dragon was actually known only to the Space Dragon, the Other Shore, and Kuina.
When the Void Beast moved away from the Freedom, Robin and the others' spirits were actually frozen by the Space Dragon.
Therefore, they never even saw the Space Dragon.
By the time they regained consciousness, the Freedom had already left the Dark World and returned to the sea.
Kouta had no intention of hiding anything, but there were outsiders on the ship, and sometimes knowing too much wasn't a good thing.
Fedor and the other had already learned enough; any more would be beyond what they should know.
In fact, with Kouta's current spiritual power, finding Laugh Tale was not a difficult task.
He had originally planned to take Fedor and the other to an island populated by humans, then go to the Whitebeard Pirates to see if Whitebeard really didn't have it, and then go to Mary Geoise.
After all, he had promised Shanks that he would share a copy of the found Poneglyph with him. And with Shanks' pride, asking him for a Poneglyph would be like him abandoning all dignity. If he asked Kouta to take him to Laugh Tale, he might prefer not to go at all, rather than let Kouta take him there.
Therefore, Kouta really had to find this last Poneglyph.
"Hahaha!!"
Reaching up, he took the wine gourd from his waist, pried open the stopper, and tilted his head back for a big gulp.
"Hoo~"
Lowering his head, he exhaled a puff of wine breath. "It seems we truly have no fate with Whitebeard!"
Originally, one of his goals in sailing was to become the strongest in the world. Little did he know that by chance, without challenging Whitebeard, he automatically obtained this title in Dressrosa.
He originally intended to go find Teach in the Whitebeard Pirates to ask if he had hidden the last Poneglyph, but here he received an impatient challenge from the World Government.
And it explicitly told him that what he sought was in Mary Geoise.
The World Government would not lie about this matter, so the last Poneglyph was indeed in the hands of the World Government.
Putting down the wine gourd, Kouta glanced at the CP0 agent, who was so nervous his entire body was drenched in sweat. After a moment of thought, he said something that made CP0 breathe a sigh of relief.
"Go back and tell those five old men, half a month. In half a month, I will go to Mary Geoise."
As soon as the words fell, Kouta moved his mind. The Freedom moved without wind, slowly gliding forward, and soon disappeared from the Navy's sight.
"Half a month, half a month."
"It's real, it's real."
"The Silver Haired will really go to Mary Geoise."
The Marines retracted their gaze from the direction the Freedom had disappeared, looking at each other. They didn't make a sound, but they all saw the excitement in each other's eyes.
Some things could be thought about, but not done.
After all, the highest-ranking officer on the ship at the moment was the masked man standing at the bow, his body trembling slightly.
"Sir," the captain looked at the masked man, his face full of concern, "Are you alright!"
He was nervous facing the Silver Haired, but he didn't feel any pressure.
But judging by the masked man's appearance, he really didn't feel pressure, unlike the masked man.
The sweat dripping onto the deck was almost forming a river.
"I-I'm fine."
After a few deep breaths, the masked man swayed and leaned forward, supporting himself on the railing with both hands. His face under the mask was full of relief.
"So powerful, the Silver Haired."
When the letter in his hand disappeared, a great pressure was exerted upon him. Along with the pressure came a suffocating aura, so strong that it made him feel like an ant facing a god.
If Kouta had not deliberately targeted him, he would have instantly fallen to his knees, or even fainted.
"With such a powerful Silver Haired, can the World Government truly handle him and the entire Silver Haired Pirates?"
Before he had met the Silver Haired, even though he knew he was strong, he hadn't decided that the Silver Haired could shake the World Government.
But after truly meeting him, he realized that the rumors about the Silver Haired's strength had underestimated him.
After all, even if he wasn't as strong as an Admiral, he shouldn't have been almost crushed by a non-targeted aura!
The Emperors couldn't do it, Shanks couldn't do it, and even the Five Elders couldn't do it.
But now, the Silver Haired had done it.
Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about these things.
Whether the Silver Haired or the World Government won or lost would have nothing to do with him. He had decided to find a secluded place in the future and never sail again.
It was too tiring, too tiring.
The masked man pushed himself up, as if he had exhausted all his strength. He hunched over and walked slowly, one step at a time, off the bow, his figure disappearing into the ship's cabin.
The momentary crisis of life and death, and the oppressive aura, had indeed exhausted his stamina. Therefore, after entering the room, he didn't even have time to close the door before collapsing onto the bed and falling asleep.