I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Despite the blood smeared on his lips, his smile was no longer stiff or horrifying as it usually was; instead, it was one of relief.

As the sole survivor, his spirit remained trapped in the torment of the fire that year.

Now, he is free.

.......................

The God-King stood motionless, his expression shifting wildly between light and shadow.

The golden lion shook his head, his gaze cold and sharp.

He had discovered that the Joker was exploiting his vengeful nature and using his power to cause trouble...

"What an utterly boring trick, but at least you managed to fool me, so you're not a bad guy." His body floated up and flew towards the distant sky islands.

On the other side, a cloud formed from Zeus's thundercloud descended, and the sky suddenly darkened.

High above the clouds, Sig looked down at the clown lying in a pool of blood and the magnificent divine palace in the distance. He lowered his eyelids and descended from the clouds expressionlessly, coming to the pool of blood.

An invisible telekinetic force lifted the clown's corpse and flew it toward the guardian spirit behind him, where he caught it.

The guardian deity and the god-king both looked up at each other. The guardian deity looked somewhat surprised, while the god-king frowned and remained silent.

"What are you going to do now?" he demanded in a deep voice, his previous patience long gone.

"Could it be that he wants to be my enemy because of that clown?"

Sieg glanced at the clown's corpse, his expression remaining unchanged.

“Of course not,” he said softly.

"I just suddenly feel that this country is quite an eyesore."

"I will destroy it."

Chapter 1210 Gods and Demons (4k)

It was nearly dusk.

The setting sun was like blood, and the red clouds dyed half the sky red. Even the white clouds looked as if they were being scorched by fire, revealing a red hue.

Zeus, the thundercloud, descended from the sky as a cloud, casting a shadow over the earth.

The man on the cloud looked down calmly at the gods and the king of gods, and delivered a shocking declaration of national annihilation.

The battlefield suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

The Golden Lion was alright; his body floated upwards, one hand supporting his chin as he looked down at his feet with great interest.

To be honest, his grudge against the Kingdom of God was only that he was injured twice when he was young, but this level of grudge was not worth the Golden Lion emptying his pockets to fight the Kingdom of God.

He would be happy to see the destruction of God's kingdom, but he would not participate in it himself.

The gods' expressions varied: some were tense, some were shocked, but most were angry.

They didn't even glance at the clown lying in a pool of blood; they just stared intently at Sieg.

"So it has finally come to this?" The God-King's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger.

He had just learned that his last son had been dead for ten years, and that the clown before him was an imposter.

Whether it was the Golden Lion or the God King of the Divine Kingdom, they were all thoroughly fooled by the clown on that stage, and only now did they learn the truth.

The clown on stage is Joker, but the clown offstage seems to be themselves.

When the clowns and magicians performed in front of them, he didn't find it funny or not; he just found it noisy.

After suppressing his anger for so long, the God-King finally broke free from his rage.

"I've really been underestimated." After reaching the peak of his anger, he actually laughed out loud.

At the top of the World Tree, tens of thousands of meters above the ground, the divine kingdom can be said to have no natural enemies.

The giants of Elbaf in the lower realm revered them as gods, and indeed, compared to mortals, they possessed abilities almost akin to those of gods.

Located deep within the New World, the Elbaf Sea possesses formidable military power. Coupled with the natural barrier of a chasm thousands of meters above the ground, the World Tree Kingdom enjoys a natural advantage, being far removed from the World Government.

The prevailing atmosphere of infighting in China can also be seen as a form of internal competition.

After all, when a Devil Fruit user dies, the Devil Fruit doesn't disappear into the outside world; instead, it's passed down through generations, and the ideas and knowledge about developing the fruit's abilities are also inherited by those who come after.

Years of continuous battles and iterations have brought their development of Devil Fruit abilities to a peak.

By the time of the God-Kings, they had accumulated considerable strength over the years. They were restless and ambitious, and began to venture beyond the Sky Island to launch a counterattack against the World Government.

The arrival of Sigurd, who once resisted Uranus and broke through the Red Line during the Marineford War, gave God-King hope of once again ascending to the summit of the Blue Sea.

Compared to other gods, the God-King was more patient with Sig.

However, even with the strongest patience, one could not tolerate Sieg's outrageous remarks.

"I should have faced reality long ago," the God-King said in a low voice.

In the eyes of the God-King, he had already made the right gesture toward Sig, this outsider.

“From the very beginning, Sieg has never had any intention of cooperating with us.”

Even the gods cannot make a deal with the devil.

Sig's arrogant and disdainful attitude finally extinguished the last vestige of hope for peace in the God-King's heart.

"The only thing to be thankful for is that when we entered the territory of the Divine Kingdom, there were not all of Sig’s bandit gang, but only a hundred people."

It is said that Sieg's giant ship had more than 10,000 troops, but they were all blocked in the airport outside the country in accordance with the rules.

A sense of relief swept through the God-King's heart, but he quickly realized something was amiss.

At this moment, there were about a hundred bandits standing on Zeus the Thundercloud, but among them, the figure of Barrett, who had left a deep impression on the God-King, was missing.

"Something's not right. Where is that arrogant Blue Ocean guy hiding?"

The thought crossed the God-King's mind. He realized something was wrong, but he only assumed that Barrett was lurking in the shadows and causing trouble.

In fact, on the way back to God Island, Barrett found the journey boring and had already hidden inside Becky's castle.

The divine kingdom and the blue sea are separated by tens of thousands of meters, completely isolated from each other. Sig only has a vague understanding of the divine kingdom's intelligence, but the divine kingdom is the same.

God-King and the others only knew of infamous figures like Sig and Golden Lion, but were unaware of Capone Bege's abilities.

Little did they know, Becky had long been used by Sieg as a mobile warehouse, her body already stuffed full of Sieg's desires.

“Becky, let it go… I mean, let it run wild,” Sieg suddenly said.

Becky was slightly taken aback, but quickly understood, and even showed a relieved joy on her face.

To be honest, he was still a little nervous about letting a tough guy like Barrett enter his body. He really didn't know if the other man would be unruly and cause damage to his body.

A sharp alarm sounded from the castle inside his body, and windows and doors on his skin suddenly opened.

Within his body, the clamor of a thousand armies resounded, and hordes of bandits surged forth from within him.

The densely packed crowd landed alongside Sig. The bandit group numbered approximately one thousand, which was roughly the maximum number of people that could be stationed in the castle space within Becky's body.

On the surface, Sig only brought a hundred people into the country, but in reality, there were almost a thousand bandits hidden inside Becky's body.

In the blink of an eye, Sieg was surrounded by a dense crowd, facing off against the legions of the gods.

Barrett took a step forward, an excited smile on his lips, rubbing his hands together, his eyes constantly glancing at the God King:

"Huh? I woke up to this situation, is a fight about to break out?"

A door was pushed open in the air beside them, and Stussy appeared beside Sieg, holding Sugar in his arms and Perona by the hand.

"This... did they deceive us through an ability user?" The gods' expressions changed instantly.

Among them were many people with strong Observation Haki, who immediately sensed a strong threat from the aura of the crowd.

Having learned from the experience at Elbaf, the troops that Sig placed inside Bege were not ordinary bandits, but elites and officers.

Except for a few who stayed behind on the Dushan giant ship, basically all the strong people who could be brought along were brought over.

“Becky, eyes,” Sig continued.

Becky's left eye opened and closed, and her previous naked eye transformed into an open window, from which countless tiny, needle-like longswords shot out.

After bursting out of the body, these densely packed flying swords suddenly expanded dozens of times, returning to their normal size.

Sig stood in mid-air, coldly watching the gods opposite him.

Countless flying swords, like raindrops, burst forth from Becky's body, surging through the air like a suspended river, finally converging on Sig's back, as if transforming into a giant wing composed of thousands of flying swords, each sword being a feather.

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Seven-colored rainbow light flashed, and the figure of the guardian appeared beside the clown.

The Guardian was in no better shape than the Joker; he was bleeding profusely, covered in wounds, and his left arm was severed at the root.

One reason for Joker's escape was that the gods did not intend to kill the prince of gods in front of the king of gods, so they held back their attacks.

But the guardian deity was different; he was an unforgivable traitor in the eyes of the gods, and naturally received special attention from them.

Two fists can't fight four hands. Every god in the divine kingdom is a powerful being. Under the siege, the guardian god was already seriously injured and had lost an arm.

The clown lay in a pool of blood, the blood flowing down his body into the nearby puddle, spreading outwards.

He used blood as makeup, smearing it on his lips. His face was lifeless, but a smile still lingered on his lips.

The gatekeeper secretly helped the Prince of God and the clown Jock on several occasions, but there was no particular reason for it.

He looked up at the cold, stern faces of the gods in the distance, and suddenly sighed:

"Kindness is like a flame in the darkness, always inspiring longing in those accustomed to the night," the gatekeeper murmured.

"But kindness alone cannot save people or a country."

"This tiny flame can be extinguished with just a gust of wind."

The guardian closed the clown's eyes.

He looked away from the clown and looked up.

Surrounded by a dense horde of bandits, Sig stood in mid-air, with thousands of flying swords transforming into giant wings and hovering behind him.

He said softly:

"The only thing that can fight against the darkness is either an even deeper darkness, or... the sun."