The voice was utterly arrogant, its tone lofty and condescending.
It was as though every living being in the world was beneath his notice.
Everyone on the battlefield looked up.
They saw seven figures standing on the Execution Platform.
Unlike the World Government agents everyone knew, however,
these people did not cover their faces.
Every one of their faces brimmed with haughty pride.
Six of them, one woman and five men, wore white robes, white trousers, and white hats.
The letters "ZF" were embroidered on the chests of their clothes.
Standing in front of those six was an old man with a pointed beard.
The old man wore black robes and white gloves, with a long rapier at his waist!
With those seven figures came an overwhelming aura that could almost suppress heaven and earth.
As Sengoku watched the seven figures appear, he felt no joy whatsoever.
Instead, he felt utterly repulsed by the intense arrogance on their faces.
When he learned that Ace was Lott's disciple, he had actually opposed publicly executing Ace.
But he was the Fleet Admiral of the Marines, and the Marines were a blade wielded by the government. He had no choice but to accept the proposal.
The World Government had told him they would station people at Marine Headquarters to guard against a surprise attack by the Lott Pirates.
Yet he did not even know how many people the World Government had sent, let alone met any of these seven figures.
This series of actions by the World Government had left him rather furious.
What did the World Government take the Marines for? Some dispensable tool?
As Fleet Admiral, this was something he could not tolerate.
Whitebeard raised his eyes and saw the faces of those seven people.
"So the World Government really did