"Oh?" Ronglin saw that Sengoku, Tsuru, Akainu, Aokiji, and Kizaru—the five core leaders of the Marines—had gathered on the small boat approaching them. Such a lineup was nothing short of extravagant, and everyone behind Ronglin immediately focused and went on guard.
One had to know that if these five Marines launched an attack, even one of the Four Emperors would be guaranteed to be captured by their combined efforts in a short time. The senior commanders of the Star Alliance instantly surrounded Ronglin tightly, preventing the Marines from attacking him.
However, Sengoku and the others showed no intention of fighting. They simply boarded the Nebula in an unhurried manner.
More than four hundred Zoan Devil Fruit ability users from the Phantom Group instantly transformed into their beast forms. They arranged themselves in formation on the Nebula, standing in two rows. Their grim, eerie, and enormous bodies created immense pressure, and the five Marines were genuinely startled when they came aboard and saw this terrifying army of Zoan ability users.
Before Ronglin returned, the Phantom Group's fighting strength had not been deployed in the clashes with the Star Alliance. The Marines had never expected the Star Alliance to be hiding such a terrifying force.
At this moment, Sengoku was finally completely convinced of Ronglin's greatness. One trump card after another had been revealed, causing the Marines' once-proud combat strength to pale in comparison.
Ronglin parted the people standing in front of him and slowly walked up to Sengoku and the others. Smiling faintly, he said, "Are you planning to fight to the death by capturing the leader first—taking me hostage in exchange for a chance to break out—or do you have something else in mind?"
Sengoku held his head high and chest out, his gaze straight ahead. Neither arrogant nor servile,