"Damn it!"
Badly wounded, Lucci sprang back, clutching his bleeding hands and panting hard.
He suddenly regretted taking this assignment.
As a P9 operative, he should have been undercover in Water 7, investigating Pluton's whereabouts—not caught here in a feud between the World Government and the Marines.
And losing, no less!
As Zephyr had said, the Dragon People were involved, so the World Government dared not act rashly. It could overlook their lavish lives and the way they preyed on ordinary people. Their frail bodies would only last a few decades anyway.
However arrogant they were now, in a few decades they would be dust.
But they had dared to seek immortality!
That crossed a line!
Everyone's line—including that of certain World Government leaders!
Even under pressure from the Dragon People behind the scenes, the World Government had only sent P members to warn the Marines and make its position clear. It would not go too far.
Otherwise, Loa could not believe that the World Government's own intelligence agency had no one of an Admiral's strength to send. Surely the legendary P0 had someone?
Rob Lucci was a capable agent.
So what if the Marines had produced a prodigy? So what if people compared him to that prodigy?
He did not care about any of it.
He was only here because his superiors had ordered him to be.
But now that Loa had sliced off two of his fingers with a claw, he regretted accepting the assignment.
Just look at the others. Kabara and Kaku, two valuable teammates whose Doriki Values were nearing 000: one might be dead, while the other was panicking like a beaten dog. Even after his injuries healed, he would likely be finished.
As for the other elite P agents, Loa's Icefall Burial had crushed their