Julian saw the combined forces of the three branches across from him. With such a massive formation, the Celestial Dragon Government had clearly spared no expense, deploying practically all of its High-End Combat Power, especially with the commanders of all three branches present and several admirals standing behind them.
The ones Julian recognized were the Navy's three admirals: Akainu Sakazuki, Kizaru Borsalino, and Aokiji Kuzan. As for the other admirals, there were two in the Air Force and two in the Army.
There were simply too many vice admiral-level officers. The Navy alone had more than a dozen, and with the Army and Air Force included, there were over thirty vice admirals, as well as more than a hundred major generals.
Steel Bone Kong's face was grim as he shouted, "Flame Dragon Julian, surrender immediately! Only then can you save your Flame Dragon Kingdom. Considering your past contributions, Lord Gorosei will definitely give you a chance. Otherwise, within a single day, we can flatten your Flame Dragon Kingdom with battleship cannons. You wouldn't want the civilians of the Flame Dragon Kingdom to pay for your mistakes, would you?"
To Julian, that trash talk was nothing but a joke. What were the Gorosei? Executioners who killed without batting an eye. Saint Saturn in particular was an even worse bastard.
And this Steel Bone Kong was even trying to morally blackmail him with the civilians of the Flame Dragon Empire. Julian cursed inwardly, What a vile old bastard. He acts like a dog, yet spouts nothing but nonsense. The moment he opens his mouth, it's all benevolence, righteousness, and morality. He truly deserves to die.
Julian's expression turned serious. Then he raised his middle finger at the Navy warships across from him and shouted, "Your master, Saint Figarland Garling, is still in