Veins bulged on his face. After all, the Celestial Dragons had not harmed him for just a day or two. He had always hoped that one day he could storm the Red Line and let those Celestial Dragons see him.
Doflamingo, the Celestial Dragon you abandoned has come back to kill you. We've already started getting impatient.
Marshal Mu Chen, with something this good happening, why didn't you bring me along?
Doflamingo had actually already guessed that the Navy was prepared to go to war with the Celestial Dragons, but the fact that they had not called him made him rather unhappy.
As for the other Shichibukai, each of them had different thoughts about Mu Chen directly confronting the Celestial Dragons, though none of them took it too seriously.
Douglas Bullet, for example, had begun holding a grudge against Mu Chen just like Doflamingo, because he had not been invited to the fight.
Crocodile, on the other hand, preferred watching the show. Still, if Mu Chen wanted to call on him, he would not say no.
Meanwhile, on the Navy's side.
On the parade grounds of the Marine Branches across the Four Blues and the New World, soldiers had assembled, their fists clenched until they cracked.
A young soldier who had just enlisted had red-rimmed eyes. He had joined the Navy in answer to Mu Chen's call, to protect peace upon the seas.
We joined the Navy to protect civilians, not to protect the murderers who slaughter civilians—the Celestial Dragons!
How could they be this cruel? I can't take it anymore!
It was not just him. The other Marines stared at the big screen as well, gritting their teeth in fury, as though every one of them was about to erupt.
Inside the Marine Headquarters council chamber, Sengoku stared at