Ronglin's words immediately silenced Chaton.
That was right. The Marines, who were supposed to protect these people, had instead sided with a madman, becoming the butcher's blade in his hand as they brutally slaughtered helpless, innocent civilians.
"Ha ha ha!" Chaton lay in the crater, blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth. "I finally understand why Fujitora and Momousagi went to join you. Maybe those two hypocrites thought that following an even bigger hypocrite would make their own hypocrisy feel justified?"
Ronglin laughed loudly as well. "Then are you interested in following me and doing some hypocritical, ugly things together?"
Chaton slowly closed his eyes. "Treat Momousagi well. Don't disappoint me. After you kill this madman, kill me too! I will never betray the Marines!"
Ronglin shook his head regretfully. "What a pity."
He truly did find it a pity. Chaton looked utterly devoid of the will to live. He had probably already regretted bombarding the island today. Now that he had been defeated by Ronglin, Chaton was completely despairing of both himself and the world. It was only natural that he wished to die.
Ronglin still found it regrettable that he had failed to recruit such powerful combat strength.
However, there were more important matters at hand. Ronglin looked toward Bony-Sen, the true culprit, the man who had stirred up countless bloody storms. He had casually sent hundreds of thousands of people to hell over nothing more than a personal grudge.
"Ha ha ha!" When Bony-Sen saw that Ronglin had finally finished his nonsense with Chaton, he knew it was his turn to suffer. He had no intention of fleeing, because he knew his speed was nowhere near Ronglin's. If he tried to run, Ronglin would catch him in minutes.
"Let me tell you, if you dare