Ronglin's gaze moved back and forth over the officers. Trapped in a desperate situation, they would not lie. Besides, if those old ghosts of the Five Elders had all been there, their combat strength should not have been scared off by the mere two fleets of the Star Alliance.
"Even if you were acting under orders, I still will not forgive what you did!" Ronglin's tone grew increasingly grim. His clenched fists creaked, and faint ripples of force spread from them. Clearly, he had already gathered his strength.
The officers all turned pale. "You have repeatedly opposed the World Government, made the Celestial Dragons lose face, and raised your banner to establish the Star Alliance, promoting 'benevolent rule.' The World Government could never tolerate that!"
Ronglin advanced step by step, a powerful aura of intimidation beginning to radiate from him and making it difficult for the officers to breathe. Ronglin's presence brought them immense pressure.
"I have no objection to the World Government targeting me," Ronglin said coldly. "But those ordinary civilians were innocent. How could you, out of fear of the powerful, send hundreds of thousands of people to their deaths in cannon fire?!"
Someone cried out in explanation, "The killing and arson were done by the Pirate Alliance! By the time we arrived, the entire island had already become scorched earth. The people we killed in the bombardment were all..."
An aura surged from Ronglin and crashed down on the man. The terrifying pressure shattered his composure. He could not even finish his sentence before dropping to his knees, sweat pouring down his body like rain.
"Stubbornly refusing to repent even at death's door!" Ronglin snorted. The aura around him suddenly soared, and the entire ship began to tremble and shake. The power emanating from Ronglin affected the