The Building Was About to Collapse (4)

Meanwhile, in the New World's G-1 Base.

"Mary Geoise to G-1 Base: the fleet of World Noble Saint Kamael will soon arrive at the port..."

"At a time like this, they're still busy catching slaves..."

"Shh! Say less. This isn't something we should be discussing... Orders from above: open the base gates!"

The notice from the Holy Land, combined with the privileges inherently possessed by the Celestial Dragons, left the two vice admirals responsible for guarding the base without the slightest suspicion... If Reg had been here, he would have recognized them at a glance: Mozambia and Stainless.

They were the two unlucky vice admirals from his memories whom Doflamingo had toyed with at the Shichibukai meeting. Their strength truly left much to be desired... And that was indeed the case. They had not risen to vice admiral through military merit, but through their family connections.

From the towering watchtower, the soldier looking through binoculars soon spotted three warships on the horizon—one large and two small—flying the Celestial Dragon flag, their prows shaped like golden lions... At the bow of the lead ship, a man in a suit, his loose hair constantly dancing in the wind, spoke into the receiver in his hand. "Mr. Weilun, you may proceed with the next stage of the plan... Please be careful. Don't act too hastily. The wind is blowing our way now."

"Yes, Dragon... Let us both strive on."

"Likewise."

After giving Weilun his solemn reply, Dragon lowered the receiver and slightly raised his chin. His shoulders spread apart as he casually loosened his tie... His disguised face became filled with wild arrogance. Since he was posing as a subordinate of a Celestial Dragon, he naturally had to carry himself with utter disdain for everyone else.

Otherwise, any slip-up could put Weilun—who had