The Great Voyage Begins with the Celestial Dragons

The King of Flevans, the leader who ran away 3 years ago, he would recognize even if he turned to ashes!

"You're avenging the people of Frevans, aren't you? If your loved ones die here, I apologize for it."

The king raised his head, his words surprisingly sincere.

"Heh, I'd really like to know, why do you want to escape?"

Looking at the king's disgusting posture, Luo couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

This situation is very similar to what Luther described back then.

When faced with someone stronger or someone who can control their own destiny, these bullies who prey on the weak will adopt a completely different attitude.

He was curious to see what ugly things the king would say in order to save his life.

"We were unaware that our neighbor would invade. We were invited by the World Government to visit the Holy Land," the King said solemnly.

"Hmph, what a fine way to be a guest! You didn't even keep a single person. Do you think I'm a fool?"

Luo Xiao's expression was unusually cold. He looked at the king with hatred in his eyes and said, word by word:

"I'll give you a chance. There are 84 other living people here besides you. Kill them all, and I can let you go!"

Of the Flevans, the man he hated most was the one standing before him.

But he didn't intend to let the others go either.

"You said it!"

The king spoke in a deep voice, raising his bound hands to signal Luo to untie them.

"Hehe, I said it!"

As Luo's knife flashed, the king's hands were freed from their restraints.

The moment the king's hands were freed, he reached out and grabbed at Luo.

Fortunately, Luo was prepared and managed to dodge the sudden attack.

"laugh!"

As Luo's knife slashed across the king's chest, a bloody gash appeared.

"Still trying to resist? They're courting death."

"Hahaha, since you're going to die anyway, why would I let you have it easy?"

Even though the king was severely injured, he wore a sickly smile on his face:

"We live in the Holy Land, and the fact that we were brought to Flevans means that some bigwig in the World Government wants us dead. Since we're going to die sooner or later anyway, why make things easier for you? Remember this: the World Government will abandon us because they want to plunder our wealth, and they will abandon you in the future for some other reason!"

"Then you don't need to worry about it."

Luo drew his sword and pierced the king's heart, his face utterly indifferent.

He's an avenger by nature, why bother with so much?

Perhaps Luther was after the wealth that Fryvanes had accumulated over a century, but to have it tied up in Fryvanes and executed by him was enough for him.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm willing to kill others as long as you let me live."

"Don't listen to Kana, he's a treacherous villain. Pick me, pick me, I promise to kill the rest!"

"No! I'll do anything you ask, just let me go!"

"..."

Luo's gaze shifted to the others, and the other royal family members trembled in fear, begging for mercy repeatedly.

Such an unsightly display disgusted Luo.

Back then, Flevans was ruled by such a group of ugly people.

laugh! ! !

Luo brandished his long sword and charged into the helpless crowd.

At that moment, he had no sense of justice or fairness.

Back then, those who were slaughtered in Flevance were unarmed people who had no ability to resist.

Since everyone in Flevans is dead, how could the royal family be surprised?

Luo swung his longsword wildly, piercing the heart, slicing across the neck, and piercing the eye socket...

His eyes grew increasingly red, and eventually, he only knew how to mechanically swing his long sword, killing the people in front of him who were crying and begging for mercy.

He only snapped back to reality when the surrounding sounds fell silent.

The blood stained the earth and also stained him with a layer of blood.

The air was thick with the nauseating stench of blood, and he, standing in the center, was covered in it.

He slowly drew his long sword, and his eyes flickered as he looked at the five-year-old figure lying on the ground before him.

Luo never imagined that he would one day become an executioner.

Before he could process any of his feelings, he heard a cold voice from behind him:

Which group will be next?

Hiyori walked over from a distance without changing her expression, completely ignoring the bloody scene around her.

Luo took a deep breath and slowly began to speak:

“Government officials, as well as royalty and nobles from neighboring countries involved in this matter!”

"it is good!"

Hiyori didn't say anything more, she just paced ahead and led the way, taking Law along as they continued on their way.

Barrett shook his head with some boredom when he saw Rona's lifeless back.

With only about 80 people, they were already in such a state; he was certain that Luo wouldn't be able to kill them all.

The determination of an ordinary person to become a vengeful spirit is far less than the conviction of a strong person.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Help!!!"

"Please, let me go!"

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have planned the Flevans incident!"

"I have elderly parents to support and young children to raise, please, please let me go..."

"..."

The sounds of killing, screams, and pleas for mercy rang out again, this time for the execution of a total of 87 high-ranking officials involved in the incident.

Another massacre of more than 80 people. The knife in Luo's hand was already dull, and his expression was somewhat empty.

Strangely, after killing these people, he did not feel any pleasure at all; instead, he felt extremely empty.

He only felt a sense of revenge when he first started killing members of the royal family.

When killing others, he was like a killing machine, no different from when he killed members of gangs or underground organizations in the Doflamingo family.

Seeing Luo slumped in a pool of blood, Hiyori walked over indifferently:

"There are still 4000 participants in the massacre. Let's go."

"go!"

Luo gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up, and struggled to keep up with Hiyori's pace, heading towards the final and largest killing stage.

At this moment, aboard the Don Quixote.

Robin, who had been watching from a distance, shook her head slightly.

"Bad uncle, it seems the person you approve of won't last until the end."

“I didn’t expect him to last until the end either,” Luther replied with a smile.

"It seems you want him to undergo a baptism of blood and revenge, thereby completing his transformation and breaking away from his past self. Unfortunately, he seems a bit too young, and his experiences are still those of an ordinary person," Robin said with some regret.

“If he had received training like Lucci’s, today’s lesson would be meaningless.”

Watching from afar as Luo switched to a long sword and mechanically swung his arm, Luther leisurely said:

"If he can't even kill a group of people who have a grudge against him, then Law's ultimate destiny is only the Navy, not following in their footsteps, right?"

"That's true."

Robin's red lips curled slightly, and her eyes held a hint of reminiscence.

To be honest, he has a fair share of innocent blood on his hands.

She's in a high position and doesn't need to lift a finger, but how could she possibly be completely clean in that position?

In particular, she manages places like Water Seven, Mermaid Island, and the Sabaody Archipelago, which are particularly prone to disputes.

Robin realized that Luther was screening Law.

If Luo perseveres to the end, then Luther will be able to cultivate him into a trusted confidant.

If not, its priority will be gradually reduced, and it may even be reassigned to the navy or used as a pawn in other places.

The decision is up to Luo himself...

Chapter 257 The Future General

"Ahhhh!!!"

Luo collapsed to his knees, letting out a furious roar of resentment.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the remaining enemies before him, his gaze and expression filled with madness.

Killing 10 people gave him a sense of vengeance.

After killing 100 people, all he felt was a numbness from killing.

Killing 1000 people, he felt the madness of treating human life as worthless.

Human life is like a straw; he can easily take it away with a mere flick of his longsword.