"All you know is how to dodge?", Saint Warcury's voice was indifferent. At this moment, he had already entered his Mythical Zoan beast transformation form, transforming into a giant wild boar, rampaging through the Holy Land.
BOOM!
Dragon kept dodging, large sections of buildings collapsed, forming a wide open area around.
"Foolish brute force will only fall into the enemy's trap," Dragon responded calmly, his figure drifting like the wind.
His Observation Haki had already sensed that others were quickly approaching this place.
"Just those two who are rushing over?", Saint Warcury sneered.
He was, of course, well aware of the situation on the other battlefields.
It wasn't arrogance, but rather that he didn't take Dragon's strength seriously at all.
If not for the probing exchange earlier, and Dragon scampering around like a monkey, he would have already been killed on the spot.
Even if two more came, defeating him wouldn't be something achievable in a short time.
The more people he tied down here, the easier it would be on the other battlefields.
Dragon didn't reply and just continued to dodge.
The direct clash with Saint Warcury just now didn't last very long.
But just those few minutes were enough for him to get a read on Saint Warcury's abilities.
Very strong, but a bit short of the sea's top-tier powerhouses. About the same level as Rayleigh, which is where he himself currently stands.
Once Golden Lion and Rayleigh arrived, plus Kozuki Oden waiting nearby, the four of them could easily slay Saint Warcury.
"They're here!", Seeing two figures already entering his field of vision, Dragon stopped dodging and charged straight toward Saint Warcury.
At the same time, the long-hidden Kozuki Oden, wielding two swords wrapped in Conqueror's Haki, charged in from another direction.
Rayleigh and Golden Lion, both seasoned battlefield veterans, saw this and coordinated with their own attacks.
"SHIHAHAHA, today this old man wants to taste what Five Elder blood is like," Golden Lion laughed wildly, swinging his legs, his prosthetic blades slashing out two fierce attacks.
On the other side, Rayleigh said nothing, launching a flying slash from a distance.
Four attacks, from four different directions, struck toward Saint Warcury.
Sensing the force behind these four attacks, Saint Warcury's expression finally changed slightly.
'I underestimated these bugs!'
———
[Five Elders Office]
Saint Peter, using his Observation Haki, also sensed the scene of Saint Warcury being surrounded and attacked.
He even sensed that just in one exchange, Saint Warcury had already sustained minor injuries.
His face instantly darkened.
"Damn lowly scum!"
Saint Peter didn't choose to charge in recklessly, but instead took out a Den Den Mushi, trying to call Saint Nusjuro.
Given the current situation, even if he went, it probably wouldn't be of much help.
Moreover, who knows if the enemy had set up an ambush.
Saint Warcury was probably done for, he didn't want to die here too.
"Purururu!"
The Den Den Mushi kept ringing, but the call was never answered.
Even after two full minutes, with Saint Warcury now sustaining several more injuries, the call still didn't go through.
"Good... very good. So you guys really aren't afraid of something going wrong, huh?", Saint Peter looked at the unconnected Den Den Mushi and actually let out a laugh of disbelief from anger.
Just to avoid having to come when contacted, they simply didn't pick up the call.
This move, Saint Peter instantly understood what it meant.
Afterwards, they could just say they were fighting Whitebeard and didn't receive the message.
If they couldn't hold the line here, it would be deemed their failure.
If the Holy Land was attacked and they couldn't fend it off, no one would blame the enemy for being too powerful. People would only blame the guards for being incompetent.
If he were on that ship, Saint Peter would definitely have done the same.
'But damn it, this time I am the one left behind.'
Especially since Saint Peter sensed that under the assault from four attackers, Saint Warcury was no longer just at a disadvantage, he might only last two or three more minutes. His expression grew even gloomier.
"Since no one wants to care, then I won't care either," Saint Peter took a deep breath and decisively sat down.
He had already thought of a solution.
'Saint Warcury must die!'
'Only if Saint Warcury dies can I have an excuse to ask that one to make a move.'
'Only then can this incident avoid implicating me.'
'That's right, all that is needed is this.'
———
[Underneath the Red Line]
The warship docked beside the bubble elevator. Rosse, along with the navy, had already boarded the elevator and was heading toward the Holy Land at the fastest speed.
Although it was said to be the fastest, it wasn't very fast in practice.
If he had gone alone, he would already be there by now.
And upon entering the Red Line's range, his sensing ability already allowed him to perceive what was happening in the Holy Land.
Seeing the dire situation of Saint Warcury being surrounded, Rosse couldn't help but smile slightly.
The current Five Elders did not have Vegapunk's bloodline factor technology.
Which meant, they didn't have the immortality of twenty years later.
'This time, Saint Warcury is likely done for.'
As for what Saint Peter was thinking, Rosse could basically guess as well, and it fit perfectly with his own plans.
Only when that person makes a move, can he truly assess that individual's level.
"But there sure are a lot of people here. 6 S-ranks, 10 A-ranks, nearly 40 B-ranks..."
Though he had expected it, Rosse still sighed when he sensed the utterly destroyed Holy Land.
No doubt, when Golden Lion, Whitebeard, and Roger's crew joined forces, there were just too many pirates on the sea willing to give them face.
Moreover, this time they were attacking the Holy Land.
To most pirates, this was a mad yet extremely tempting operation.
Though top-tier powerhouses were few, there were tons of Shichibukai- or Yonko-level pirates.
This group wouldn't dare to come to the Holy Land alone, but once the numbers piled up, anyone who didn't come might be looked down upon.
"We've arrived," As the softly glowing bubble elevator rose to the top, Rosse's eyes were suddenly greeted with flames.
Finally, with his own eyes, he saw the Holy Land Mary Geoise, symbol of the world's highest authority, engulfed in raging fire and thick smoke, blackening the sky.
And at this moment, the outcome of another distant battlefield was also sealed.
Saint Warcury could no longer maintain his beast form. His massive body returned to human shape, his originally neat black suit now tattered and clinging to a body covered in wounds, utterly miserable.
Even more shocking, both his arms hung limply, while five cold-glinting blades were stabbed into his body.
Rayleigh, Golden Lion, and Kozuki Oden surrounded him, each having stabbed their swords or blades, whether from hands or legs, into his body.
Death was already inevitable.
Saint Warcury suddenly coughed out a large mouthful of hot, bloody spittle, staining the ruins beneath him.
Using the last bit of his strength, he raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, glaring at those who had slain him, "You'll all die. I'll be waiting for you to accompany me, you lowly crawling worm—"
Before his voice could finish, his head drooped powerlessly, and all signs of life were extinguished.
The Holy Land Mary Geoise had been under invasion for nearly half a day, and finally, a top-tier powerhouse had fallen.
And the one who fell… was a Five Elder, the holder of the world government's supreme power.
Saint Warcury, DEAD!
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