Chapter 117: The Battle Breaks Out, First Generation Kitetsu Cries For Mercy

Saint Saturn gritted his teeth and said, "We're in trouble now. We must make a decision quickly: either kill Carlos or stop fighting and make peace..."

Figarland Garling slowly drew the Western sword from his waist. "I'm very interested in Carlos, so I'll take care of him."

Seeing Figarland Garling's eagerness, Saturn immediately intervened. "No! This man's strength is unfathomable. Don't be careless! Plus, Garp is also a formidable opponent."

Everyone was taken aback. Although this Marine hero was old, his strength was still astonishing. If they hadn't dodged his blow in time, they would have been seriously injured. To deal with Garp, at least two members of the Knights of God would need to be dispatched.

Nusjuro removed the white cloth from the weapon in his hand and said slowly, "Garp and Hawkeye should be dealt with by the four Knights of God. Saturn, Garling, and I will handle Carlos. That will be sufficient!"

As he spoke, he fixed his gaze on Carlos. "Boy, if you think we're just going to hide in Mariejois and give orders, you're dead wrong."

"We are different from other Celestial Dragons. To become the Five Elders and lead the future of the World Government, the five of us have sacrificed all entertainment and enjoyment since childhood, undergoing arduous training that you ordinary people can't even imagine."

"Physical skills, swordsmanship, a vast sea of knowledge, human geography, history..."

"We, the Five Elders, are the most powerful and capable among the Celestial Dragons."

"In the eight hundred years since the World Government began its rule, we have accumulated wealth and resources beyond your imagination."

"In the eyes of the world, Devil Fruits are rare and precious, but we have hundreds for you to choose from!"

"Devil Fruits, the supreme sharp knives, represent technology that has surpassed the world for five hundred years..."

"The foundation of the World Government is something you can never comprehend!"

"Why do you think you can fight us?"

As the layers of white cloth fell away, the weapon in Nusjuro's hand was fully revealed.

Hawkeye's pupils widened, and his expression grew extremely serious. "Is this... the First Generation Kitetsu?!"

The First Generation Kitetsu is one of the twelve Supreme Swords. As the strongest of the Kitetsu series, just looking at it inspires fear.

The bright red blade emanated a murderous aura that felt almost tangible.

As a swordsman, he had been quietly observing this person from the beginning.

"Being able to control such a demon sword indicates you're also an incredible swordsman."

Nusjuro pointed the tip of his sword at an angle, a sneer on his face. "Are you scared? It's too late. Join Carlos in resisting the World Government, and you, Garp, will die here."

Figarland Garling snorted coldly. "Stop talking nonsense! Let him fall right here..."

"Do it!"

With that command, the battle began instantly!

"Shao Jiying!"

The four Knights of God shouted angrily and vanished from sight in an instant.

With a powerful reaction force, countless huge cracks exploded across the ground of the square, and sand and gravel flew violently, as if being pressed down by an invisible hand.

The violent wind pressure carried sand and rocks into the air, sweeping them in all directions with a force comparable to bullets.

The thousands of guards present hurriedly covered their faces and retreated in shock.

These four were incredibly fast, covering more than ten meters in an instant, appearing right in front of Carlos.

"Six Styles: Six Kings Spear!"

"Six Styles: Finger Pistol: Collapse of the Mountain!"

"Six Styles: Tempest Kick: Purgatory Slash!"

Thousands of fierce qi energy swept across, intertwining and transforming into a whirlwind of death, mercilessly strangling everything in its path!

Even those hundreds of meters away felt as if they were suffocating in that moment.

"This is the top Six Styles that has been refined over time!"

"They truly deserve the title of the Knights of the Celestial Dragons. They unleash such terrifying and precise killing moves every time they strike! These two are doomed!"

The agents watched the field in admiration. Experts can tell who is strong the moment they act. Each of them had undergone unimaginably rigorous training and were well aware of the Marine's Six Styles.

However, compared to these four, their mastery of the Six Styles seemed like that of three-year-old children!

Facing this heavenly offensive, Carlos remained expressionless, his hands in his pockets, quietly observing the four charging toward him.

At the moment they were about to strike, a gust of wind suddenly swept past the left and right sides of his body.

Garp and Hawkeye burst forth with astonishing speed, leaping up to face the attackers!

As they engaged in battle, the commander-in-chief of the Knights of God and two of the Five Elders launched simultaneous attacks on Carlos.

Boom!

A deafening roar erupted in the square!

Violent shockwaves radiated thousands of meters away. The earth cracked, and space itself warped. Everything within a hundred-meter radius was instantly torn apart, reduced to a vacuum in the wake of the overwhelming energy.

"With one against three, he hasn't lost at all. This..."

Saturn's eyes were filled with disbelief; the shock in his heart was indescribable. Although they knew Carlos was incredibly strong—perhaps even stronger than a Marine Admiral—only by facing him did they truly understand his power!

The overwhelming Conqueror's Haki, no less potent than an awakened Zoan's form, a sharp and deadly slash, and that fiery body resembling a demon—perfect and without flaws.

Even with the three of them joining forces, they were utterly helpless!

As the battle commenced, they launched a frantic offensive. However, when they couldn't capture him, they unknowingly began to turn on each other.

Nusjuro took a few breaths and cursed under his breath, "Damn it! Why does such a freak exist?"

Under the intense pressure of the all-out assault, their opponent, initially on the defensive, quickly adapted to their rhythm within mere seconds.

"Let me ask you, do you three only have this little experience?"

"Now it's my turn."

Carlos's casual voice echoed, and with a sharp sound—

Qiang—

The noise of a sword being unsheathed roared like a dragon in their ears.

The expressions of the three changed drastically, and they quickly retreated a hundred meters.

"This sword..."

Nusjuro stared at the hidden thunder in Carlos's hand. Not only him, but the First Generation Ghost in his grip trembled violently and uncontrollably.

Through his Observation Haki, he could vaguely sense its thoughts. This demon sword had accompanied him in slaying countless powerful foes. At this moment, it felt as if it had encountered a natural enemy and was crying out for mercy in sheer terror!

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