"Marines."
"World Government."
Typhon reclined against the Throne, his bent right arm propping up his head.
In Monster Paradise, he was one of the few who looked like an ordinary person.
But only those who truly knew him understood that Typhon was the real monster.
Apart from the Big Mom Pirates and Elbaf, no outsiders had yet seen his monstrous transformed form.
The smile on his face made the monsters kneeling below tremble, chills running down their spines.
Even the powerful monsters and wild beasts lowered their bodies and bowed their heads.
They seemed to be waiting for Typhon's orders.
Typhon said nothing, but the aura around him swelled like a growing tornado, becoming more terrifying by the moment.
His subordinates felt its pressure in their very bones. Fear left them unable to move.
Typhon was a tyrant who ruled with absolute authority. His subordinates needed only to obey.
Beneath his calm, cold gaze burned a towering fury.
They were only two Oni-Class Executives.
To Typhon, that loss was nothing. He could make more with a little time.
But he had not gone looking for trouble with the World Government, and it had struck him first.
Nor were those two Oni-Class Executives the first members of the Monster Legion the World Government had targeted.
They thought Typhon was unaware. In truth, he had known all along.
The supposed fifteen thousand counted only the monsters under Typhon's command, not the fearsome wild beasts.
Nor did it include the insects and animals hidden in the shadows.
They were Typhon's eyes, flying through the sky and swimming beneath the sea.
In intelligence gathering, Typhon's eyes were every bit the match of his mother's countless Homies.
As for the forces he now commanded, his Monster Legion was not far behind the Overlord Pirate Crews