The World Government’s forces are currently comprised of about ninety thousand personnel.
They still represent a formidable combat contingent.
But according to Garp’s words,
Aside from the constraints of his 'Hero' title, the justice that still existed within the Marines also made it difficult for him to leave.
To overthrow this world, one could not rely solely on the Xuanwu Marines.
And before them, these individuals willing to surrender, it couldn’t be said that all of them held justice in their hearts, but at least seven or eight out of ten did.
Bogaert arrived beside Garp, nodding with a solemn expression, and whispered, "Vice Admiral."
Garp heard Bogaert’s words. Though he didn't say anything specific, his gaze swept over the surrendering ranks, his brow furrowed, and a sense of helplessness settled in his heart.
This was because a large portion of those surrendering were leading soldiers.
The soldiers who had almost always stayed by Garp’s side had consistently maintained strict training.
Therefore, in this battle, despite considerable losses, the extent of their damage was significantly less compared to other units.
Although he felt helpless, this was already all he could do.
To a greater extent, it was about getting some people out.
Because he was well aware that Benedict would not cease his actions.
The war would inevitably continue.
Until the Celestial Dragons were completely overthrown.
Vice Admiral Tsuru looked at Sengoku, and also at the surrendering soldiers. Being intelligent, she quickly grasped the situation, but at this moment, all she could do was remain silent.
The war had reached this point, and too many people had already died.
The ground before them was littered with corpses, whether they belonged to the Xuanwu Marines or their World Government faction.
“What do you want?”
Sengoku roared angrily, looking at the surrendering soldiers.
In response to Sengoku’s roar, not a single one of these warriors answered.
The war had reached a point where the outcome was already quite evident.
The justice they had upheld and protected was inherently unfair.
Sengoku trembled with rage at the scene before him, but he absolutely could not make a move against these soldiers; doing so would only worsen the situation.
Benedict gazed at Sengoku and said calmly, "Sengoku, clear your head."
"Perhaps you still hold justice in your heart, but compared to the good deeds done in the name of this justice, and the bad deeds done against your 'justice', do you believe this scale is balanced?"
"Shut up," Sengoku interrupted Benedict angrily, shouting, "The justice we uphold has never wavered."
"We fight pirates and protect the seas."
"We have still made significant contributions to the stability and peace of the seas."
"Even if there is rotten garbage within us, there are still a large number of soldiers fighting for justice."
Benedict nodded and said, "I cannot deny the achievements of your Marines."
"However, you need to consider one thing."
"The premise of your Marines' existence is to clean up after the Celestial Dragons."
"To use your so-called 'justice' to cover up the crimes committed by the Celestial Dragons."
"What you are doing is merely a fig leaf for the Celestial Dragons to casually conceal their actions."
"Nonsense!" Sengoku exclaimed in fury upon hearing Benedict’s insults to their Marines.
"You don't admit it?" Benedict mocked.
"Then do you dare to announce the various crimes committed by the Celestial Dragons to the world?"
"You dare not!"
"But it doesn't matter, I do."
"After this battle, we will widely announce the intelligence and evidence we have collected."
"I will let everyone in the world know what kind of role the Celestial Dragons have played for centuries."
"And who the true masters of this world are."
Upon hearing this, Sengoku and the others’ expressions changed instantly.
Even many of the soldiers’ faces turned pale.
As participants, they were most aware of the role their uniforms, worn for the World Government, played.
But precisely because of this, they also felt it most deeply, and their emotions were the most complex.
For a moment, the battlefield fell silent.
However, Benedict did not want to waste any more time here.
The battlefield at Huilong Canyon was not the final battlefield.
Marineford was not the ultimate battlefield either, but it was a place the Xuanwu Marines had to go to in the New World.
Not only were his two admirals there, but also the face of the World Government.
Having caused such a massive disturbance, if Marineford were not destroyed, how could the World Government and the Five Elders feel the pain?
"Those who surrender, move to the left."
"You have one minute. Run as far as you can."
Benedict looked at the surrendering Marine soldiers and said plainly.
After his words, these surrendering Marine soldiers seemed somewhat confused.
However, as someone ran, more and more people followed.
The scene was chaotic and filled with panic.
Thus,
Sengoku's forces, including members of the CP organization, numbered around thirty thousand.
At this moment, their expressions were exceedingly grim.
"Old friend."
Garp came to Sengoku's side and said calmly, "We have already paid enough."
"Continuing to fight would only be a futile sacrifice."
Sengoku’s expression changed dramatically upon hearing Garp’s words. He grabbed Garp’s sleeve in anger and roared, "Garp, do you know what you're saying?"
Garp showed no sign of anger in response to Sengoku’s fury; on the contrary, he remained extremely calm.
"Zephyr is still alive."
"But he was captured and modified by the World Government."
Garp's voice sounded, and Sengoku froze completely.
As the three main pillars of the Marines, and having grown up together, fighting side by side for countless years, they shared a deep bond.
Therefore, after Zephyr fell into the sea in the battle in the South Blue, his fate unknown, Sengoku had been dispatching forces, attempting to find Zephyr.
He did so because he firmly believed Zephyr would not die so easily.
Yet now?
Garp was telling him that Zephyr had been captured and modified.
Sengoku felt the world spin, and at the same time, he couldn't believe it.
Zephyr was an admiral, and the teacher to many Marines, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he had countless students.
If they were to learn that their respected teacher had been captured and modified, what kind of scene would that be?
"Garp, you must be joking with me," Zephyr said, unwilling to believe it.
"At first, I was also unwilling to believe it," Garp said with a complex expression.
"However, the intelligence provided by Dragon will not be wrong."
"Zephyr at this moment is no longer the Zephyr we know."
Garp took out a shell with a noticeable crack and gently pressed it.
Instantly, a picture suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.