Marshal, Let's Form the Marine Pirate Crew!

Meanwhile, people all over the world watching the Summit War were stunned by the secrets regarding the World Government that had been revealed.

Countless bold reporters scrambled away from the giant screens of the Visual Den Den Mushi, shouting like madmen as they ran: "It's madness! Someone is actually trying to convince the Marines to declare war on the World Government!!!"

"This is a front-page exclusive! The Marines are actually going to defect from the World Government and declare war on the Celestial Dragons!!!"

"The absolute secrets of the World Government!!! What exactly are the Moon People?"

"The Moon People have reappeared!!! They are humanoid lifeforms with monkey tails, possessing immense power and a mysterious sense of confidence!!!"

These news-hungry reporters shouted as they ran, inadvertently sparking a competition among peers, with each claim becoming more outrageous than the last.

Many nobles and commoners from various nations remained rooted to the spot, watching the spectacle.

"Heavens, what kind of demon is this, to actually bewitch the Fleet Admiral into rebelling against the World Government?"

"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, you must not be swayed by such a demon!"

"Hero Garp, hurry up and finish him off!!!"

"I knew it, there must be a conspiracy behind the Celestial Dragons' supremacy. Set sail!!! I refuse to be oppressed by the Celestial Dragons any longer!!!"

"Moon People? Are they on the moon? I really must take a good look up there..."

"To actually declare war on the World Government and the Celestial Dragons, this is too insane..."

"A madman, a total madman. He's even crazier than Whitebeard or the Pirate King Roger!!"

In an instant, the Four Seas were in an uproar, and the entire world was boiling over!

Marineford.

The massive plaza was deathly silent.

Zhu Mang's voice was not loud, but everyone capable of participating in a battle of this caliber was an outstanding figure in their respective field.

Any pirate from the New World, if plucked out and placed in the Four Seas, would be someone with a bounty of several hundred thousand or even a million berries.

As for these conscripted Marines, they were the elites of their respective bases, at the very least holding the rank of petty officer.

Although strength and hearing were not necessarily directly correlated, there was bound to be some influence.

Under these circumstances, his words were continuously spread outward.

Eventually, even those far from the Execution Platform began to discuss the matter.

"Hahaha, Marines, your Fleet Admiral is about to lead a rebellion against the World Government, so what the hell are we still fighting for? Come on, join the embrace of the pirates!"

"That's right, that's right! Come aboard our ship and be our brothers!"

Facing the solicitation or mockery of the pirates, the Marines reacted in different ways.

"Bah! I am a Marine! Once a Marine, always a Marine!"

"Even if I am no longer a Marine, I will still fight you wicked pirates to the bitter end!"

"If you ask me, we might as well break away from the Marines and form a New Marine force!"

These were the soldiers who had joined the Marines out of a deep-seated hatred for pirates.

They were determined to stand in opposition to the pirates, and even if the top brass wavered, they would not be shaken.

However, it was clear that the Marines were not entirely composed of such people.

There were others who, for various reasons, had grown dissatisfied with the World Government.

Even if they had answered the call to fight, it was out of an internal commitment to justice rather than loyalty to the World Government.

"Even if Fleet Admiral Sengoku wants to lead the Marines to defect from the World Government, we will just establish our own pirate crew—the Marine Pirate Crew!"

"That's right, Fleet Admiral Sengoku, let us establish the Marine Pirate Crew!!!"

"The Marine Pirate Crew!!!"

These Marines actually began to shout in a boisterous, jeering manner.

The content of their shouting made Sengoku's face turn black.

What kind of Marine Pirate Crew is that!

Do you even hear what you're saying!

"Pfft—" Zhu Mang actually laughed out loud.

The Marine Pirate Crew; this was truly a path never before imagined.

He imagined Fleet Admiral Sengoku as the captain of this Marine Pirate Crew, the three Admirals as the "All-Stars," and the Vice Admirals below them as division commanders.

"Old man Sengoku, your pirate crew might be a bit large. With tens of thousands of people, it's enough to form a massive fleet. It seems the landscape of the New World is about to change—the Four Emperors are becoming the Five Emperors," Zhu Mang teased.

Upon hearing this, Sengoku's face grew even darker.

"Hahahaha, the Four Emperors becoming the Five Emperors, the Marine Pirate Crew, the Fifth Emperor Sengoku the Buddha, hahahahaha—" Garp, standing to the side, seemed to have thought of something; his previous gloom vanished, and he laughed until tears streamed down his face.

"Garp!!! Stop laughing!!!!!" Sengoku's hat was pushed up by his sheer rage, revealing a truly explosive afro, "Is this the time to be laughing?!!"

He looked at his unreliable old friend, feeling incredibly irritated.

What time did he think it was?

All this news was being broadcast across the world via Visual Den Den Mushi; there was no telling how much of a commotion it would cause.

Furthermore, there was the World Government.

Who knew how the Five Elders would react to this incident?

Fortunately, he had sensed the situation turning sour and cut the feed from the Execution Platform's Visual Den Den Mushi, while simultaneously ordering the others to be shut down. Hopefully, the words spoken here hadn't reached the outside world.

Bolu bolu—

Bolu bolu—

Just as Sengoku finished shouting at Garp, the Den Den Mushi in his hand began to ring. The snail's head transformed to resemble a man with a tuft of upright, curved white hair and a beard shaped like three inverted white triangles.

"It's Commander-in-Chief Kong's call..."

Speak of the devil, Sengoku thought to himself.

Kong was not only the current Commander-in-Chief of the World Government's armed forces, but also his predecessor as Fleet Admiral.

Beyond that, on a personal level, he was the shared mentor to him, Garp, and Zephyr.

He had developed the Armament Haki armor technique, which could integrate Armament Haki into one's flesh and even bones!

Garp's "Fist" and Zephyr's "Black Arm" were reputations built precisely upon the foundation of this technique.

While he, Sengoku, hadn't earned a moniker in that regard, he had still mastered exceptional Armament Haki under Kong's meticulous guidance; it simply wasn't as flashy compared to the others.

Consequently, upon hearing Sengoku's words, even Garp straightened up instantly, looking like a primary school student who had just spotted their homeroom teacher—even if it wasn't class time, he couldn't help but sit up straight.

"Commander-in-Chief Kong."

"Sengoku, Garp!!! What are you two doing!!! Who is that person?!! Are you trying to rebel against the World Government?!!!" The Den Den Mushi was jumping with rage, looking as if it might blow its shell off at any second.

This was merely simulating the appearance of the old man on the other end.

It was clear just how furious Kong was at this moment.

"It's not, well, that is..." Faced with Kong's interrogation, Sengoku stammered for a long time, unable to come up with a way to explain it.

He never expected that the Buddha of Wisdom would one day find his own intellect insufficient for the task.

Just then, his vision blurred and his hand felt light; he realized his Den Den Mushi was already in the hands of Zhu Mang.

A sense of impending doom immediately welled up in his heart.