Pirates, swordsmen who gradually grow up to liberate the world

Chapter 126 The pain of losing a child, the power of ghosts and gods explodes

After a short break, Alsace was in the battle to seize a warship in the harbor.

He heard some worrying news.

In the port dock of Branch 277, the deck of a warship was full of dead and injured bodies.

He stepped on a reluctant but smiling navy soldier and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Haha~, you devil, even if you kill all of us, the matter will not be over. The navy and the government have already found out where your lair is through investigation methods."

After inserting a knife into the soldier's head, Alsace settled the tired ball and immediately used his golden finger to sail towards the sea of ​​Paradise Island.

A few days later, the warship approached the waters near the calm zone of the West China Sea.

All the trading ships near Paradise Island were sunk, and countless natural resources fell into the seabed.

Alsace stood at the bow of the warship and pretended to be calm when he saw this scene.

The warship passed through countless wrecks and approached the seaside city of Paradise Island. What caught Alsace's eyes was not a bustling city in the center of trade.

Instead, there were destroyed buildings one after another, and the ground was in dilapidated condition.

When the corpses of the residents on the island were alive, they all seemed to have been attacked by some kind of attack and died as if their brains exploded. All of them lost their heads.

This scene made the little ball standing behind Alsace furious. He sniffed the smell of the island and ran towards the island angrily.

"Ha!" Alsace took deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and walked slowly past the tavern where he often drank. The corpses of familiar residents were everywhere along the way.

Until, a child about seven or eight years old came into his sight, with a knife blade inserted into his heart from his chest.

"Haha..." Alsace's world seemed to collapse, and he stopped in front of the child with distracted eyes and chuckled.

His face was expressionless, and he couldn't tell whether he was sad or not.

"Roll..."

He took out the big sharp knife named 'Thunder Dragon' from the storage space, his palms trembling as he looked at the gift prepared for him.

According to the analysis of nearby corpses, only one of the Five Old Stars can achieve this ability.

That is Saint Jaygolusia Sartan.

Walking towards the Paradise Island plain, Alsace could see a huge magic circle at his feet.

"Roar--!"

Seeing Xiao Qiu roaring angrily at the man with 8 legs in front of him, who looked like a spider.

There is a lingering black flame behind the man, which is a symbol of the awakening of the Devil Fruit user.

It has two huge sharp horns on its head, holding a cane in one hand, and pinching the Gion Peach Usagi holding a Kinpira with the other hand.

Gion's mouth was full of blood, his body was covered with bruises, and his eyes looked at Alsace who came back.

With his voice hoarse and tears streaming from his eyes, he said solemnly: "Alsace...Rohr...ah..."

When Sartan saw Gion speaking, he pinched her neck hard to stop her: "You know too many secrets of the world. It's all our fault that our negligence almost led to a big mistake."

The ball couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward to attack Sartan.

A halo was transmitted at high speed in the magic circle, instantly hitting the ball's head and knocking it back from Satan.

Not knowing what happened, Little Ball shook his buzzing head.

"Oh? It's been 9 years, the kid who survived the Kingdom of Peart." Sartan strangled Gion's neck tightly and turned to look at Alsace.

He already knew in his heart that everything about Xihai's missing contact was related to the young man in front of him.

On the other hand, Alsace didn't say a word. He grabbed the handle of the Rakshasa sword at his waist and immediately drew it out towards him.

The cold air overflowing from his body covered the entire island.

"flash."

When the flash word reached Sartan's ears, his body had been slashed by Alsace's lightning-fast sword drawing technique.

The pain deep in his soul made the palm of his right hand relax in pain.

Gion Peach Rabbit fell from the air and was saved by Alsace dodging in front of her.

Sartan's eyes flashed fiercely, and at the same time he used a magic circle to activate a vicious light halo and attack Alsace.

The evil eye's power exploded in full force, aiming accurately at Alsace's back, cutting a scar.

The interior was hit by a shock wave, but it failed to stop Alsace from saving Gion.

"Such a hard body..." Seeing that his attack did not affect Alsace, Sartan endured the pain and was shocked.

"Little Ball, take her away..." Putting down these words, Alsace grabbed Shura Ghost Face, clasped it on his face and carried Rakshasa closer to Satan step by step.

The magic circle under his feet was affected by his ghostly aura, and the magic circle runes disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You disappeared for five years and were quiet for five years. Since you appeared in Alabasta, we always thought that you went to the new world to develop. We didn't expect that you would take actions that shocked the world while hiding in a place like the West Sea.

What, you want to be the world overlord? "

No matter how Sartan communicated, Alsace would not agree to a word.

Instantly, he drew his sword and slashed at him crazily.

"Atomic Slash!"

The moment the Atomic Slash was triggered, the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart instantly, and an invisible force burst out from the blade.

I saw countless slashing lights cutting through the world, and their tracks were like countless bright light tracks, blooming on Satan's huge body.

"What is this-!" Sartan was injured by Rakshasa and his body became unbearably stiff.

Inserting the cane in his hand into the earth, a huge magic circle bloomed on the earth again.

Using its eight giant spider-like legs to move at super high speed, it rushed towards Alsace, only to find that its abilities were restrained, making it look so pale and powerless.

"Darkness——! Please give me power!" Arthas raised his Rakshasa high and roared with all his negative emotions.

Use the powerful spiritual power of Rakshasa ghosts and gods to activate the power of the other two ghosts and gods to burn your whole body.

Negative emotions broke out, and the resentful spirits and resentment on the entire island began to converge on his knife.

"Ahahaha~!" The screams of the innocent souls erupted throughout the island, and the black mist spread across the entire island.

The screams and souls of the dead were all over the sky, shocking Sartan, who was in the form of the phantom beast and the hell bull ghost.

Bang——! The attack of Satan's Saint Coil, Overlord's Coil, punched into Alsace's jaw.

The force of the fist penetrated Alsace's brain. Sartan frowned and looked into Alsace's eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating.

His body trembled suddenly, as if he had seen a real ghost.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Alsace was motionless, standing there to bear the terrifying blow, and grabbing his wrist with his free left hand.

"Let me go, mortal!" Seeing such a mortal touching him, Sartan's eyes turned red and he was furious.

Looking up at the Rakshasa blade in Alsace's right hand, the condensed dark power had already rushed into the clouds a hundred meters above.

Seemingly capable of swallowing up everything, Sartan's furious expression instantly turned into panic.

This guy... did something... It's not good. If he was killed by this blow, he would have to be disabled...

His wrist was grabbed tightly, and the grip was so strong that no matter how much Saint Satan attacked, he could not break free.

Arthas was covered in blood, but his strength was not diminished at all, and he did not let go of his hand.

"Alsace..." Gion was held by the ball and jumped into the sea, preparing to resist Alsace's strongest attack with the power of ghosts and gods.

It is no longer safe to stay on this island.

"Ghost Slayer—Rakshasa!"

Sartan's desperate expression stared at the dark slash falling from the sky, being swallowed up, submerged, and completely enveloped in the power of Alsace's strongest strike.

He regretted coming to this island, his hundreds of years of confidence were shattered, and his body and soul suffered extreme pain.

The entire paradise island seemed to be torn apart in an instant as the ghosts and gods slashed down with one slash. Mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and the sea surged. The air was filled with thick smoke and rubble, a scene of chaos and ruins.

The life and existence of the entire island seemed to have been completely wiped out, leaving only endless destruction and destruction.

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Author: I’m done. The data is too miserable. I don’t want to spend a few dollars a day on quality anymore.

Only after I got to know the current online writing industry deeply did I realize that cool writing is everything. What kind of growth writing is like a dog...

Chapter 127 Death of Saint Satan, Reward, Ghost Pattern

The black impact force arbitrarily destroyed everything on Paradise Island, and the mountains were sliced ​​open like bubbles by the aftermath that spread outside.

The island trembled and smoke billowed.

Stagnated World Government ships on the sea near the coast city port.

"Is that a disaster? No, hurry up, run away, you will die if you get caught in it!"

Following Sartan, there were two members of the Knights of God. They were standing on the government ship watching in horror the impact that spread from the island to the coast.

"What happened? Did the old man go too far?"

There are two knights of God, one is a strange stuffed creature less than 1.5 meters tall, and the other is an old woman wearing high-tech sea-floor stone armor and heavy makeup.

They look very old.

"The island sank under the sea, what a terrifying power, but the breath does not belong to the old man."

"We'd better go over and take a look, something's not right."

On the Great Plains of Paradise Island.

The aftermath of the extremely terrifying ghosts and gods dissipated, and in the thick smoke, Satan, in the form of a hellish bull ghost, lay in the middle of the devastated earth.

He was about the same size as today's little ball, with blood all over his body and blurred consciousness.

He only felt a nerve-like tingling coming from one of his eight legs, causing him to wake up from his unconscious state and scream.

Alsace used a Rakshasa to chop off one of his legs, causing Sartan to sit up in horror. His expression was no longer as noble as before, full of majesty and oppression.

There was only a look of misery, fear, and despair hanging on the old face, and he screamed and crawled backwards while holding his crutches.

The pain that tore apart his soul caused him to move extremely slowly, and he didn't even crawl out one meter away for more than ten seconds.

"Trash! You trash from the lower world, ah——!"

The devil fruit ability can no longer be used... The soul in the body is crying... Saint Satan has never felt such fear in hundreds of years.

He has never faced such a terrifying power that can affect the devil fruit soul itself.

The noble and twisted dignity that he had controlled the world for hundreds of years, and the arrogance of being a Celestial Dragon did not let him bow. At this moment, he was still spitting shit at Alsace.

But before he could curse a few words, Alsace's second leg was chopped off with a horizontal knife, causing him to lie on the ground and moan in pain.

Subconsciously, I wanted to touch the phone bug in my suit on my chest and ask for help.

Whoosh! Sensing Saint Sartan's movements, Arthas stamped the air, appeared in front of him with a knife, and stomped on his head.

The force of the stampede was so great that the surrounding soil was lifted several feet high.

Sartan felt his head sink, and his tinnitus spread throughout his brain, leaving him unable to fight back.

"That familiar drum-like beating of the heart..." Sartan said with difficulty, "Are you Nika?!"

"Brontosaurus."

Arthas ignored him, inserted the Rakshasa blade in front of Sartan, took out the triumphal gift for his son, the Thunder Dragon, and held it in his right hand.

The moment the Thunder Dragon was pinched by Alsace, the flames of thunder burned the entire blade, and ghost energy mixed with domineering energy flowed within the blade.

The knife stabbed into Sartan's neck under the thick beard on his chin.

"Cough..." Feeling his throat being penetrated, Sartan coughed up a large mouthful of blood, which spurted out from the ground.

"Let it burn…"

The power of the blade was fully released on his body, and the power of thunder and lightning burned his whole body.

Like a giant thunder and lightning dragon, it pressed him to the ground with its sharp claws and crazily burned his body with thunder and lightning.