Chapter 115: World Government’S Trump Card, The Knights Of God Appear

Saint Saturn stood like the backbone of everyone present. His arrival immediately made the agents and guards straighten their backs and rekindle their fighting spirit.

Hawkeye was merely one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea under the World Government. However, the man in front of him was one of the Five Elders, known as the God of Scientific Defense, at the pinnacle of world power.

Click-click—

For a moment, firearms were loaded one after another, and countless black muzzles were aimed in their direction. The heavily armed guards held halberds, forming a circle that completely blocked Carlos and Hawkeye's path.

The tense atmosphere in the air suggested that battle was imminent.

Carlos looked at Hawkeye beside him, spreading his hands. "My friend has a bad temper. He's recently made new breakthroughs in swordsmanship and is worried that he has no worthy opponent. If I were you, I wouldn't provoke him."

"Besides, I'm just going to kill you all. Is it really necessary to stage such a battle?"

Saturn's face twitched slightly, and he replied sharply, "Boy, don't forget your place! Who do you think you are to speak to the old doctor like that? Without our support, how could you become Marine Marshal? After all, you're just a dog we raised!"

Carlos smiled lightly. "Sorry, but I want to be human now, and a stranger at that."

"You!" Saint Saturn's chest heaved with anger, but he quickly composed himself, taking a deep breath to suppress his fury.

"My previous promise still stands. If you resign as Marine Marshal, you can become a supreme Celestial Dragon."

Carlos shook his head decisively. "You want me to give up my position as Marine Marshal? Not a chance."

"Really? I knew you wouldn't comply, but that's fine," Saturn continued. "So, are you saying you're ready to fight?"

"That's right. Since I can't persuade you with words, I'll have to use force," Saturn said.

Carlos glanced at everyone in front of him indifferently, finally resting his gaze on Satan. "Just them?"

Even with a critical eye, the thousands of heavily armed guards, plus dozens of well-trained CP agents, represented a formidable force capable of destroying a country. But in Carlos's opinion, they were still nothing more than that.

At their level, he and Hawkeye could completely ignore any numerical disadvantage. Just the pressure of their Conqueror's Haki could incapacitate 90% of the people present, and with a single blow, they could split seas and crush mountains.

Not to mention, even if tens of thousands more people were added, they would pose no threat to them.

As one of the Five Elders, Saturn knew this all too well, yet he dared to make such a decision. Looking at his confident demeanor, Carlos wondered if he might be hiding some hidden trump card.

Just as he contemplated this, a strong gust of wind swept through, and several black figures suddenly appeared before him.

"What if there are more of us?" one of the newcomers challenged.

Seeing the uninvited guests, Carlos frowned slightly. "Ethan Baron V. Nusjuro the financial god of the World Government. I didn't expect you to come this time."

The newcomer was a thin old man wearing glasses and holding a long object wrapped in white cloth, which appeared to be a sharp sword. Behind him stood five imposing figures. One of them, a tall and muscular old man, particularly caught Carlos's attention.

He wore sunglasses, and his hair and beard were shaped like a crescent moon, with a Western sword at his waist. He stood casually yet exuded an astonishing aura, like an old lion ready to pounce.

Saint Nusjuro spoke expressionlessly, "Carlos, this matter concerns not only the World Government's defense but also a verification and liquidation of Marine's property expenditures during this period. That's why Saturn and I are here. We take you seriously, enough to dispatch five members of the Knights of God. Feel honored!"

As soon as he finished, the old man with the Western sword stepped forward to stand beside Saint Nusjuro. "This is our first meeting. I am the commander-in-chief of the Knights of God, Saint Figarland Gariling. These four are my subordinates."

Carlos frowned slightly, studying the people in front of him. Saint Saturn, known as the God of Scientific Defense, specialized in military issues for the World Government. Carlos doubted he would act without strong support.

The other Five Elders, based on their demeanor and movements, appeared to be powerful swordsmen. The long weapon wrapped in white cloth in Nusjuro's hand radiated an extremely dangerous aura, giving off an unsettling feeling.

One's strength could also be inferred from their position. Saint Saturn, Nusjuro, and the commander of the Knights of God stood just five or six meters away from him.

Carlos had previously worked with CP9 and CP0, aware of their intelligence capabilities. His own strength and record were likely documented in the World Government's files.

The Five Elders were not fools; if they dared to stand so close, it meant they were extremely confident in their abilities, confident enough to take down both him and Hawkeye!

The three in front of them might possess emperor-level combat power. The four members of the Knights of God standing behind them likely matched the strength of Marine Admirals like Fujitora and Green Bull.

In other words, at that moment, Carlos and Hawkeye were facing three pirate emperors and four Admiral-level experts!

"The Knights of God? I see. Is this the trump card of your World Government that has ruled the world for eight hundred years?" Carlos questioned.

Saint Figarland Garling nodded, "Although your words are somewhat one-sided, they hold some truth. The Knights of God are the strongest spear of the Celestial Dragons. We were the ones who recently suppressed the rebellion of the Six Nations led by the Revolutionary Army."

"The situation is clear: you cannot defy the will of the World Government. I advise you to relinquish your position as Marine Marshal."

After speaking, Figarland Garling wore an appreciative expression. He had heard of Carlos's exploits—working alone, he dismantled the Beasts Pirates in under a few months, defeated Kaido multiple times, faced off against the BIG MOM Pirates, burned Cake Island to ashes, and even captured Charlotte Linlin, the Queen of Souls.

Even the world's greatest swordsman, Hawkeye, had been bested by this man.

Carlos's achievements illustrated that, in terms of strength and ability, he was the most outstanding junior Saint Figarland Garling had ever encountered.

As the commander-in-chief of the Knights of God and the patriarch of the Figarland family, he held a prominent position in the holy land of Mariejois. If such a strong individual could be absorbed into the family, it would not only enhance their standing but also improve the genes of future generations.

At that moment, he couldn't help but entertain other thoughts in his mind.

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