"You?"
Momonga gritted his teeth and glared, itching to charge at them. But he knew Luo was not exaggerating. All Luo had to do was move a finger, and the Sacred Temple's gates would be nothing more than decoration.
Ye Chen waved a hand, then suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the ground. He gave a gentle upward flick of his fingers, as though plucking the strings of a harp.
To Momonga's astonishment, the ground beneath Ye Chen's feet rose into the air. With the Float-Float Fruit, getting into the Sacred Temple was child's play.
The marines behind Momonga were terrified, close to breaking down. It wasn't that Ye Chen had no way into the Sacred Temple; he had plenty. He had been dragging things out as if he were deliberately toying with them.
It was as though he were saying, Getting in would be easy. You useless marines are nothing but decorations to me.
A group approached from behind. Ye Chen glanced toward the sound, then turned back to Momonga with a smile. "Well, congratulations. Your reinforcements are here."
Ye Chen was in no hurry to enter the Sacred Temple. He promptly lowered the floating ground back into place.
Momonga looked back, and his spirits lifted. The marines behind him burst into excited cheers. "Thank goodness! Vice Admiral Momousagi and Vice Admiral Chaton are here!"
Though Momousagi and Chaton held only the rank of Vice Admiral, neither was ordinary. Both were elite Vice Admirals selected during the World Military Draft and had been candidates for Admiral. They had simply been a little less fortunate, losing out to Fujitora and Ryokugyu.
Even so, there was no denying their strength.
Momousagi cut a striking figure. Tall and athletic, she stood over 185 centimeters. Her long legs were smooth and shapely,