Saint Saturn's words were sharp and merciless, showing Sengoku no respect at all.
Now that things had developed to this point, Saint Saturn would never change his mind because of Sengoku's opinion.
The battle at Crimson Valley had made Saint Saturn deeply wary of the immense strength Tsugikuni Yoriichi had displayed. If they could not kill Tsugikuni Yoriichi this time and completely eliminate the threat of the New Marines, then in the coming decades, the foundations of the World Government would likely be shaken by the New Marines.
This was already foreseeable. The New Marines had ruled the entire New World after only a few years of development. Given more time, their reach would inevitably extend into the first half of the Grand Line, and that sea region was something the Celestial Dragons could never abandon.
The Gorosei's actions had already received Imu-sama's approval. This battle concerned not only the World Government's rule over the world, but also the Gorosei's standing in Imu-sama's eyes.
The Gorosei were not irreplaceable.
Under Saint Saturn's stern rebuke, Fleet Admiral Sengoku said nothing more and silently shut his mouth.
"Boom—"
A thunderous roar came from the stern. The entire warship sped forward along the cloud track, shooting past the Red Line in the blink of an eye and plunging toward the sea of clouds below.
Sengoku stood silently at the bow, the gloom on his face lingering for a long time.
Marine Headquarters' operation continued. After the command ship carrying Sengoku and Saint Saturn left the Red Line, more and more warships descended toward the sea of clouds below.
For this operation, the Marines had deployed all their elite forces. The World Government had done the same, sending out every elite fighter and clearly preparing for a desperate final battle.
Starting Island.
The assembly