The passenger ship was eventually sunk in front of ten thousand Marines.
To the Celestial Dragons, their guards, and CP0, this sort of thing was actually nothing special.
The Celestial Dragons could do things even more outrageous and terrifying.
Most Marines, however, had been ordinary people before joining the Marines.
They found one thing difficult to accept.
Why were some people treated as prey or playthings when they were all human?
Why were warships ordered to intercept civilian passenger ships just to satisfy the Celestial Dragons' amusement?
They were furious and resentful.
But what could they do?
This was not the first time such a thing had happened.
Which high-ranking Marine did not know about it? Yet which of them dared to interfere, or even could?
The Celestial Dragons possessed supreme privileges.
They were descendants of the gods!
The magistrate may burn down the house, but the common people may not even light a lamp.
After nightfall, Wright came to Victor's side and said, "Senior, I can't sleep."
"Because of what happened during the day?"
Victor drank his beer. He knew Wright felt stifled inside.
"Senior, I understand all the principles. I know I'm a soldier and have to obey orders, but, but..."
Wright took a deep breath, an indescribable dejection weighing on him.
His convictions had been utterly shattered.
It was easy to understand why.
Of the young people who joined the Marines, how many did so to seek promotion and wealth?
Most young people joined the Marines for justice, to suppress the strong and aid the weak.
But now, they were aiding tyrants and becoming accomplices to demons!
Once a person's convictions collapsed, the consequences were unimaginable.
They would either go to extremes and become Akainu.
Or become salted fish and turn into Aokiji.
Or become slackers and