Hundreds of pirates fell beneath Wuli's sword in an instant, and the Marines' spirits soared.
The pirates were stunned. Surprise showed in the eyes of the dozen or so pirate captains as they watched Wuli approach, their faces turning grave.
"Look where he's headed. Is he coming for us?!" one pirate captain said.
Wuli drove straight toward the heart of the pirate force like a sword thrust. He struck down other pirates along the way, but his target was clearly the captains.
"Looks like it. Even the Whitebeard Pirates' third division commander, 'Diamond' Jozu, couldn't be sure of beating us when we joined forces. What chance does some unknown marine have?" The pirate captains were surprised by Wuli's strength and knew none of them could beat him alone. But now they had joined forces in a temporary alliance.
Wuli cut a path through the Pirate Alliance. Its pirates seemed to realize they were no match for him, so they stepped aside rather than block his way. Their captains stood ahead—the strongest fighters in this temporary alliance. They were better suited to deal with a marine this powerful.
"I despise scum like you who treat human lives as worthless, and one day I'll send you all to Impel Down. I gave you a chance to leave today, and you couldn't even appreciate it?" Wuli said with disgust when he reached the pirate captains. If the situation hadn't been so urgent, he would never have given them that chance. A hero stood for the people and hated evil. That was the way of his sword.
Perhaps not all pirates were bad people, but there were certainly villains among them. The same was true of the marines; the proportion was simply higher among pirates.
These pirates, who had slaughtered civilians throughout the town,