500 Million! 1 Billion! 2 Billion!
Enel's laughter had long since faded into the distance, yet that demonic cackle seemed to still echo in every Marine's heart.
The collapse of the Gate of Justice, which stood over a hundred meters tall, was like a series of slaps across the faces of every Marine.
The two warships that had come from Marine Headquarters as reinforcements were tossed about by the turbulent currents. Yet the Marines on deck could only stare blankly at the Gate of Justice as it gradually collapsed and shattered into several pieces, their minds completely blank.
The three commanders aboard the ships—Kizaru, Garp, and Tsuru—remained silent.
Unlike the ordinary Marines, their minds were racing as they considered the impact and consequences of this incident.
At last, Tsuru sighed. "No matter what, let's go in and handle the cleanup first. Smoker and Hina have defected, Enies Lobby has been breached by the Revolutionary Army, and the Gate of Justice has fallen. The shock caused by this may be even greater than we imagined. Leave Sengoku to worry about all that. Let's save the good children first."
Garp and Kizaru sighed at the same time. Kizaru was surprised to find Garp wearing the same troubled expression as himself, making him look rather comical.
But clearly, if even the optimistic, thick-skinned Vice Admiral Garp looked this worried, then Kizaru, as an Admiral, was probably in even deeper trouble.
"None?" Only after they sailed into Enies Lobby, docked, and began searching for the wounded and the dead did they discover the problem.
"How is that possible?" Grandma Tsuru simply could not understand how such a thing could have happened.
There had been ten thousand troops stationed on Enies Lobby. Even if thirty percent had been logistics personnel, there should still have been