Chapter 107: Are Celestial Dragons Also Afraid?
Saint Charlos's roar echoed in the narrow streets, shaking the dilapidated houses around him.
His voice was filled with arrogance and tyranny, as if he was the supreme ruler of this land.
"Who dares to stop the Celestial Dragons from killing people?! CP, capture this pariah! I want to kill him—no, you can't kill him, I want him to beg for death!"
However, the surrounding CP0 agents froze in place, cold sweat soaking the lining of their masks.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and hesitation.
The leading CP0 captain wailed inwardly, "If I take action, I'll die. If I don't, I'll die too... Being a CP is so tiring!"
He had obviously recognized Rogge, the Marine Admiral who even the Five Elders had specifically warned "try not to provoke."
Rogge's reputation has long been known throughout the World Government. His strength is unfathomable, and his actions are decisive and ruthless.
The captain recalled the cold and solemn warning of the Five Elders, as if the voice was ringing in his ears: "Rogge has special execution powers, even Celestial Dragons..."
Seeing that CP0 was not moving, Saint Charlos's face instantly turned ashen, and his rage erupted like a volcano.
He pointed his golden pistol directly at Rogge's brow, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Stop!" Saint Rozward suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem and reached out to stop it, but it was too late.
"Go to hell! b**ch—"
"Bang!"
The moment the gun went off, Rogge's eyes instantly turned ice-cold, as if the whole world had come to a standstill.
The air suddenly collapsed, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire street.
Everything around seemed to be frozen by this pressure, and time seemed to solidify at this moment.
"Crack—!!!"
Saint Charlos' entire right arm was instantly crushed by the invisible pressure, and his flesh, blood, and bones exploded like mud.
Blood splattered everywhere and broken bones flew everywhere. The scene was horrific.
Saint Charlos screamed and rolled on the ground wailing like a fat pig being slaughtered, his face covered with snot, tears and blood.
His screams echoed in the streets, piercing people's eardrums.
The civilians kneeling on the street finally reacted, got up in fear and fled in all directions.
Their faces were filled with fear and despair, as if they had seen the end of the world.
"The Marine Admiral actually attacked the Celestial Dragons?!"
"Run away! They're about to slaughter the entire island, and none of us will survive!"
The crowd retreated like a tide, leaving only a few brave ones hiding in the corners and peeking, their eyes full of shock and disbelief.
Rogge's actions broke the invisible boundary in their hearts, and Celestial Dragons were no longer untouchable.
Saint Rozward finally recognized Rogge, and his fat body began to tremble uncontrollably.
The Five Elders' warning from a few days ago flashed through his mind: Admiral Rogge, known as "Xuanlin," enjoyed special execution powers, even allowing Celestial Dragons to...
He jumped down and held down his son who was still screaming, his voice incredibly humble.
"You...you are Admiral Xuanlin? We will leave now...so we won't be a bother to you..."
Shariya Palace's eyes widened, disbelief written all over her delicate face.
She couldn't accept what she saw: her brother's hand was broken by a Marine Admiral, and her father was begging for mercy on his knees.
"Father?! What are you talking about?! He broke my brother's hand!"
She screamed, "A mere Marine Admiral, we are descendants of the Creator!!"
Saint Rozward slapped her in the face with his backhand, his voice filled with anger and fear.
"Shut up! Do you want to kill my whole family?!"
Rogge walked forward slowly, his military boots stepping on the pool of blood of Saint Charlos, and every step made the fat of Saint Rozward tremble.
His eyes were cold and calm, as if he was looking at a group of ants.
Rogge's voice was eerily calm. "The Five Elders should have told you, right?"
His voice echoed in the air, as if carrying endless pressure, "The consequences of this happening right before my eyes."
Saint Charlos was still crying: "Father! Kill him! I want him—"
"Bang!"
Saint Rozward hit his son on the back of the head with a heavy punch, knocking him unconscious.
He forced a smile that was uglier than crying, rested his forehead on the ground, and his voice was trembling.
"Your Excellency, Admiral... I promise that no one else will know about what happened today..."
"Can we... go now?"
In those cloudy eyes, there was only fear of death.
His body was trembling slightly, as if he would be engulfed by Rogge's rage at any moment.
Rogge's eyes were as cold as the polar wind. "You pig-man... you want to get away with it easily after making a mistake?"
He clenched his hand—
"Crack!!!"
Saint Rozward's right hand was instantly crushed by the air, and his flesh, blood and bones exploded like mud!
Blood splattered everywhere and broken bones flew everywhere. The scene was horrific.
Saint Rozward let out a shrill scream, the sound echoing in the street, piercing people's eardrums.
"Ah ...!!!"
A shrill scream echoed through the streets, and Sharlia Palace screamed in terror, her delicate face twisted into an ugly look of fear.
"Father! Father!!"
She wanted to help Saint Rozwald, but she was splashed with blood, her high heels slipped, and she fell to the ground in a mess.
Her face was full of fear and despair, tears and blood mixed together, and she looked miserable.
In the chaotic fleeing crowd, two figures stood out—Skulachiman Apu and Urouge, who were trying to escape among the civilians.
They thought they could escape in the chaos, but they didn't expect that Rogge had already locked his eyes on them.
Rogge's eyes narrowed, and the air suddenly collapsed!
"boom--!!!"
The two men were instantly crushed to the ground by the invisible pressure, spitting blood from their mouths!
Before Appu's sound wave fruit ability was activated, it was interrupted and his ribs were broken!
He rolled on the ground in pain, uttering faint groans.
Urouge's muscles expanded to the limit, but he was still pressed to his knees, and his kneecap was broken!
He looked up at Rogge, his face full of disbelief.
"Marine Admiral... is this so powerful?!"
Urouge coughed up blood, his voice filled with shock and fear.
Saint Rozward's face was covered in blood, and he screamed hysterically: "CP! Kill him! Kill him!!!"
The remaining nine CP0 agents looked at each other, their expressions beneath the masks desperate and ferocious.
They knew that in today's battle, no matter whether they won or lost, they would have no chance of survival, but as CP0, they could not retreat and could only fight to the death.
They instantly unleashed all their fighting power, using the peak of the Six Styles combined with Armament Haki, and attacked Rogge from all directions!
"Finger Pistol·Huanglian!"
"Tempest Kick·Chaos!"
Nine black shadows, like Shinigami sickles, tear through the air!
Their movements are as fast as lightning, and every move is deadly.
However, facing Rogge, these attacks seemed so powerless.
Rogge stood there, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.
"boring."
He waved his hand—
"Boom——!!!"
The air within a radius of 100 meters was instantly compressed to the ultimate density, and the movements of the nine CP0s suddenly froze!
Their Finger Pistol stopped half a meter away from Rogge, and the fingers broke into pieces!
The Tempest Kick's slash was forcibly pushed back, and the calf bone was broken in the opposite direction!
The Iron Body's defense was a joke, and all the bones in the body made crackling sounds under the heavy burden!
"Puff——!!!"
The nine people spurted blood at the same time, flew backwards like rag bags, and smashed heavily into the wall, their life or death unknown!
Deep holes were knocked out in the wall, with rubble flying everywhere and dust filling the air.
Saint Rozward slumped on the ground, his fat body trembling violently with fear, his eyes full of despair, as if he saw the shadow of death.
Shariya finally realized the seriousness of the situation. Her delicate makeup was smudged by tears and she screamed hysterically:
"You can't kill us! We are descendants of the Creator! The Five Elders won't let you go!!"
Rogge approached slowly, his combat boots treading in the pool of blood, each step causing the Celestial Dragons' hearts to stop.
His eyes were cold and calm, as if he was looking at a group of ants.
"The Creator?"
He sneered, "In my eyes, you are just... pigs waiting to be slaughtered."
Rogge raised his hand, and the air condensed into a pitch-black Uzumaki in his palm.
"It's time to end it."
Just as he was about to wave his hand—
"Wait a moment!"
A clear shout broke the tense atmosphere. Rogge frowned slightly and turned his gaze towards the source of the sound.
The girl in Ian's arms broke free from his embrace, picked up a fruit knife, and stabbed it hard between the legs of Saint Charlos!
Even Rogge frowned. The unconscious Saint Charlos suddenly screamed and stood up, using his remaining hand to helplessly protect his lower body, letting out a miserable wail!
Leia threw away the fruit knife and returned to Ain, her eyes full of determination.
Although there is still a hint of childishness on her face, her eyes reveal a maturity that is inconsistent with her age.
"Funny little guy."
There was a hint of admiration in Rogge's voice. "What's your name?"
Leah raised her head and met Rogge's gaze without a trace of fear: "My name is Leah."
Rogge nodded and turned to look at Saint Rozward and the Charlia Palace slumped on the ground.
He frowned slightly. He didn't like this chaotic situation, but what happened today could not be undone. He waved his hand casually, and the pressure in the air instantly condensed to form an invisible sharp blade.
The three Celestial Dragons—Saint Rozward, Saint Sharlia, and Saint Charlos—had their bodies instantly crushed by the air, blood and flesh flying everywhere, without even being able to utter a scream.
Passing by two slave mounts, Rogge saw only despair in their eyes.
Their bodies were stained with blood, their wounds were still bleeding, and their lives were slipping away bit by bit.
He sighed softly, stretched out his fingers, and lightly tapped them. Two soft rays of light shot out from his fingertips and instantly penetrated the chest of the slave mount.
Their bodies trembled slightly, and then they closed their eyes calmly. Rogge's face showed a complicated expression, "I hope you can have a better life in the afterlife."
Ian followed with Leah behind him, and the three of them slowly walked towards the supernova.