Leaving the treasure vault, Dimon headed straight to the seventh floor.
Pangea Castle was in complete chaos now, making it easier for him to move amid the confusion.
Still perched on a corridor beam, Dimon played the gentleman on the beam and watched the Marines rushing below.
"Move! Hurry it up!"
"We must ensure the kings' meeting proceeds normally!"
"Seriously, what exactly is happening inside Pangea Castle?"
After watching one group of Marines leave, another soon passed by.
Dimon grumbled inwardly. Even under these circumstances, they still intended to hold a meeting. Any normal person would choose to send those kings somewhere safe.
Then he reconsidered.
The World Government had to consider its image too. If they suspended a meeting over every little incident, wouldn't that make the government look incompetent?
"Splitting my mind three ways... forget it. Controlling two puppets at once is too exhausting. Columbus can leave the stage for now."
Dimon looked out the window, his gaze passing through the glass to the battle outside Pangea Castle.
"Bone Fist Impact!"
Garp sent "Columbus" flying back a hundred meters with a single punch.
"Columbus" blocked with both hands, his feet carving deep trails across the ground.
Before he could steady himself, Zephyr appeared behind him and seized his shoulder.
"Give up, Columbus," Zephyr said grimly. "In this situation, there's no way you can escape."
"Is that so?"
"Columbus" suddenly grabbed Zephyr's wrist and hurled him away with an over-the-shoulder throw.
At the same time.
Sengoku swept in, throwing down a fierce punch.
Boom!!
The ground caved in instantly.
"Columbus" bent his knees slightly and blocked the Buddha's fist.
"You've grown stronger, Columbus!" Sengoku said coldly. "But it's meaningless. Even if your strength has increased with that immortal body of yours, the outcome won't change!"
At that moment, Commander