How can I become the Pirate King if you don’t work hard?.

Chapter 320 The Holy Maiden of Destiny, the Fruit of the Mind!
"but."

"This also makes it easier for us to control."

Shamrock nodded:
"To complete the immortality ritual and reshape an immortal body, this woman's ability is essential."

"According to the intelligence we have obtained, after leaving Fishman Island, Knight Gawain and his group are heading towards Britannias at full speed. This is almost consistent with our previous speculation."

"Although the Crimson Dragon is strong, it is highly dependent on the battlefield in order to unleash its full combat potential."

"Gao Wen's gang has grown to the point where they need to establish a stable rear base."

"Britannias is their only option."

"What we need to do next is to strike first, take control of Britannias, and then wait for them to come to us."

Beside him, wearing a transparent spherical hood that revealed his half-human, half-Qilin form, the leisurely Qilingom Saint, who had been lounging on a beach chair, slowly sat up, his eyes revealing an undisguised solemnity:
"The abilities of that old man in Wales are unknown, but his fearless crusaders alone are a formidable force."

"Among them are even some vice admirals, the leader of the Eagle Knight Bevel, and that mysterious Joan of Arc, who is shrouded in mist. They are probably not easy to deal with."

"It doesn't matter."

Shamrock shook his head, his gaze falling on the middle-aged woman frantically devouring sweets beside him:
"Even the Four Emperors of the Sea are no match for me, let alone these two."

“Once I’m free, these two won’t be a problem. The real trouble is that old geezer in Wales.”

Although Saint Qilingom did not respond, he simply focused his gaze on Shamlock.

He is the youngest, and possibly the most powerful, vice-commander in the history of the Knights of God.

Shamrock does not possess the vices of most Celestial Dragons; he has always given off an impression of being calm, reliable, and confident in his ability to control everything.

But I don’t know why.

At this moment, Saint Chiringom saw in Shamlock an unprecedented urgency, as well as a deeply hidden inner conflict.

Qilingom Saint's gaze sharpened slightly, as if suddenly remembering something, and he asked:

"The commander's operation..."

"The red-haired guy escaped. My father was slightly injured, but it's nothing serious."

"Although Father did not receive Lord Im's blessing, everyone else possesses immortality and can recover from any injury in an instant."

Even that redhead had no choice but to run away.

"But according to my father, that guy's strength is far greater than we expected."

"Perhaps we're already getting close to Roger back then."

Shamrock's expression gradually turned cold.

Although Saint Kiringom did not know the reason, he understood what was going on when he saw the red-haired man's face, which was ninety percent similar to Shamrock's.

There are quite a few mixed-race descendants of Mary Geoise who have been scattered abroad. After all, given the Celestial Dragons' extremely licentious lifestyle, this is nothing out of the ordinary.

But this is the first time in history that a pure-blooded Celestial Dragon has been found living abroad.

After all, it concerned Figarand's bloodline, so it's no wonder that Shamrock was somewhat out of control.

just.

Roger was mentioned.

A hint of fear flashed in Qilingom Saint's eyes.

The scene of the battle at God Valley flashed before his eyes, so much so that he subconsciously grabbed the long axe beside him.

"Did Roger manage to break the blessing bestowed by Lord Im back then...?"

This is what he really cares about!
If the immortality of the Knights of God cannot be broken, no matter how strong the opponent is, they will not pose a real threat to them.

However, if this ability were to emerge, or even be mastered by a top powerhouse like Shanks, it would be a fatal blow to the Knights of God!
Why were the Four Emperors of the Sea able to maintain their foothold in this era?
Because the three people other than Shanks were all participants in the God Valley War. Many elite members of the God Knights lost their lives at the hands of these people during that war!
Fortunately.

Saint Chiringom received the answer he had been waiting for from Shamlock.

"No."

Shamlock shook his head.

"It's fine if you don't."

Saint Qilingom immediately relaxed, gently setting down his long axe and resuming his previous relaxed posture:
"As long as the opponent cannot break the blessing, they cannot cause us any real harm..."

Halfway through.

Saint Qilingom couldn't help but turn to look at Shamlock, his mouth slightly open, but he didn't say what he was going to say. Instead, he abruptly changed the subject:

"The intelligence sent back by Manticol earlier indicated that he had successfully infiltrated Britannias. All that's left is to find the woman named Joan of Arc."

"All we lack is the power of the Bone-Bone Fruit."

Shamrock simply nodded and did not continue.

The Den Den Mushi in his arms suddenly rang urgently.

"Brubrub—!"

"Brubrub—!"

……

After being connected.

A flurry of panicked voices suddenly came through the receiver.

"Lord Shamrock, something has happened!"

"A few hours ago, the commander led a team to launch an operation against the red-haired gang."

"Unexpectedly, the other side had already mastered the method to break the blessing. Several key members died, and Garin Saint was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Given his physical condition, he probably won't last long."

Even if he recovers, it will be difficult to regain his former strength.

"At this moment, only Lord Im's blessing is the only solution. Lord Karin has refused for so many years, and the time has come when it is necessary."

"Look..."

"no!"

Shamlock gripped the Den Den Mushi tightly in his hand and refused without hesitation.

next moment.

He then realized something was amiss and explained:
"Lord Im once said that every member of the Knights of God has the right to choose whether or not to receive the blessing."

"This matter should be decided by the commander himself. First, stabilize his injuries, and we can discuss the rest after he wakes up."

"Your mission is on hold for now. Do not approach Shanks for the time being."

"Yes!"

The members of the group on the other end of the phone visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

The phone hangs up.

The urgency in Shamrock's eyes was almost impossible to hide, and he immediately summoned all the members of the divine order into the conference room.

"The previously made plan needs to be changed."

"We don't have time to take things slowly. Let's act directly and seize the Bone-Fruit Devil Fruit user from Knight Gawain!"

"In addition, tell Manticol to speed up the process and get the new ability as quickly as possible."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, all puzzled as to why Shamrock had suddenly become so urgent.

"Deputy Commander, please forgive my rudeness."

"Both Gawain's group and Britannias are troublesome."

"After all, according to the internal assessment of the CP organization, the high-end combat power of Gawain's group is already comparable to that of the Four Emperors."

"Britannias is even more mysterious. It was there that Manticol's team suffered a setback. Only Manticol, the captain, and his adjutant escaped unscathed, while the rest disappeared without a trace."

"We can't take the risk!" These words immediately drew agreement from the crowd, who couldn't help but speak up to dissuade Shamrock.

boom!
Shamrock slammed his fist on the conference table, his eyes bloodshot.
"This is an order!"

"You have all received Lord Im's blessing, so you will not die in battle under normal circumstances. The operation against Gawain's group will just require a little more effort."

"On the contrary, we should be careful about Manticol's side!"

The sound fell to the ground.

Although the crowd was puzzled, they understood that Shamrock was right.

Im's blessing grants them vitality that is unimaginable to ordinary people. If they cannot break through this barrier, even if the opponent is a Yonko-level figure, it is impossible for them to break through head-on!

Despite having only been in the industry for a few years and possessing formidable fighting power, his experience is vastly inferior to that of veteran Yonko like Whitebeard.

Do you think it's possible that he has a way to break the curse of bestowing blessings?!
Even Shamrock held a negative view on this issue.

"These old bones of mine are probably going to die a few more times."

"Who isn't?!"

"but."

"I even miss that feeling of being on the verge of death now, but I don't know how many times I'll be able to feel it this time."

"Your fetishes are getting more and more perverted."

"It's strange, neither the captain nor the vice-captain received Lord Im's blessing."

"Is there anything wrong with being immortal?"

"Who knows?!"

……

……

……

at the same time.

Within Britannias.

Towering trees are everywhere, creating a green ocean as far as the eye can see, and at some points, a pale blue glow can even be seen.

Dreamy.

If Gawain were present, he would have immediately recognized that the pale blue light was the overflowing power of the earth's veins.

The earth's vein energy here is so abundant that it is visible to the naked eye!
Sudden.

A booming sound came from the dense forest in the distance.

Countless enormous birds and beasts, as if startled, darted out of the dense forest.

These behemoths, simply by running, are enough to cause an earthquake, yet they can hardly shake the giant trees hundreds of meters high and tens of meters thick around them.

In the sky, knights riding falcons sped away!

far away.

A bizarre figure with wings on its back and a long, stinging tail like a scorpion was fleeing for its life.

It was on Shamrock's orders that he infiltrated Manticol in Britannias.

He was incredibly fast; his flapping wings were enough to stir up the dead leaves on the ground, gradually increasing the distance between him and the herd of beasts.

But just a few breaths later, the eagle rider in the sky was almost right in front of him.

brush!brush!brush!
The Eagle Knight swung his sword, unleashing several aerial slashes that struck Manticol, leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds.

However, such injuries obviously could not affect Manticore, who had received Im's blessing. In just a moment, black smoke rose from his wounds, and they healed rapidly.

"hiss--!"

Manticore took a deep breath and turned around to unleash a fan-shaped flame that covered an area of ​​tens of meters.

boom!
The eagle riders, along with the surrounding giant beasts, were all forced back.

Manticol was finally able to catch his breath.

"It's troublesome."

"I infiltrated twice in a row, and my identity, appearance, and even aura were completely different, yet I was detected instantly both times!"

"The first time I could say it was because I didn't know enough about Britannias, but the second time I did my homework, I was still seen through instantly."

"They may have the means to monitor the entire country!"

Manticol lowered his eyes, already pondering how to escape.

Although the members of the Knights of God received Im's blessing and possessed a certain degree of immortality, they were still ability users and would be countered by seawater and seastone.

Once you come into contact with either of these, you may face permanent imprisonment.

That feeling is worse than just dying.

But at this moment.

On the ground ahead, shadowy figures of beasts swarmed toward Manticol.

The sky was filled with countless giant eagles, which stretched out their sharp talons and grabbed at him as if hunting for prey!
These colossal beasts, enough to frighten ordinary people, did not arouse the slightest interest in Manticol. What truly interested him was the woman riding a white horse in the distance!
She was dressed in a white pastor's robe, with a hood on her head, holding a Bible in her arms. Her face was gentle, and her eyes were loving, as if she could embrace everything, yet also revealing compassion.

This is a woman who radiates maternal glow, no, divine glow.

At this moment, Manticol wished he could prostrate himself at her feet, kiss the back of her feet, and swear allegiance like a servant!
"wrong!"

Manticol shook his head violently, and his previously hazy consciousness returned to normal.

When he looked at the woman in the distance again, he felt a chill run down his spine. Beneath that perfect exterior lay a monster that could not be called human!

"Joan of Arc, the Holy Maiden of Destiny!"

Manticol recognized the woman's identity and suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes filled with unspeakable solemnity.

In terms of combat ability alone, he ranks among the top captains of the God Group.

But the knight riding the eagle behind him was no weaker than himself, and could even completely suppress him with a knight's sword.

In the battle just now, if he hadn't been immortal, he would have died many times over; clearly, his opponent's strength far surpassed his own.

The woman riding a white horse in the distance sent chills down his spine. It wasn't a matter of physical strength, but rather a feeling that came from an instinct.

That kind of compassion might cost someone their life!
"Have you rejected God's mercy?!"

"What a rebellious child."

far away.

Joan of Arc still wore that kind and gentle smile that made people want to get close to her at first sight.

Her voice, like her face, was filled with tolerance and love.

"But God will forgive your rebellion and will come to you on his own."

Joan of Arc took a step forward.

Manticol instinctively wanted to back away, but his body felt as if it were filled with lead, and he could not move an inch.

Do not!
No, it's this body that's yearning for and responding to that woman!

This unusual effect... is the result of the Mind Fruit!
Manticor suddenly recalled the records about the Mind Fruit that he had seen in the internal intelligence of the Knights of God.

To endow non-living entities with a sense of self and to control the will of living entities!
next moment.

A long, slender, and delicate white finger touched Manticol's forehead, and his consciousness completely blurred at that moment.

"It seems your body is far more honest than your heart!"

(End of this chapter)