"Dead?", Not far from the battlefield where Saint Warcury had fallen, Saint Sommers looked on as Warcury was killed on the spot, so shocked his jaw nearly dropped.
After sensing something was wrong over here, he had rushed over as fast as possible.
But unfortunately, he was still a step too late.
Facing the siege of four people, Warcury had lost far too quickly.
Even he hadn't expected that Warcury would die in battle.
This incident… had blown up.
Saint Sommers thought with a bit of a headache, and facing the likes of Golden Lion and the others, who were only lightly injured, his expression involuntarily grew more serious.
Warcury hadn't gone down without causing damage, even though it had been a quick kill in such a short time.
After all, he was still a top-tier S-class powerhouse. Although swiftly defeated, he had still inflicted quite a bit of damage on Rayleigh, Golden Lion, and the others.
But there were only three people left on the field, and Dragon's whereabouts were unknown, which made Saint Sommers feel some unease in his heart.
"SHIHAHAHA, another guy who's asking to die!", Golden Lion, drawing his blade, kicked Saint Warcury's body aside, the blade under his foot pressing down on the corpse.
At this moment, Golden Lion felt like every cell in his body was utterly exhilarated.
A Five Elder.
One of the symbols of the world's supreme power.
Now, he had been hunted down by pirates like them, fallen beneath their blades.
"SHIHAHAHA, so your blood is red too, huh? So even you people who sit high above... can die too!", Golden Lion burst into maniacal laughter, as though breaking free from some kind of shackle, his Conqueror's Haki spreading without restraint, he felt a kind of transcendent high.
"So troublesome...", Saint Sommers sighed, drawing the longsword from his waist and locking eyes with the few people before him.
'Told you so.'
If they'd come to support earlier, none of this would've happened.
And just as Golden Lion laughed maniacally, elsewhere two CP0 members abandoned Gaban as their opponent and arrived at the battlefield together.
It could be said that aside from the still-ongoing fight with Bullet, all the powerhouses had now converged here.
"Good grief, you guys really pulled it off," Gaban leaped to Rayleigh's side, giving him a big thumbs-up.
Earlier, he had just acted on a whim.
But no one could have imagined, they'd actually pulled it off.
A Five Elder, the symbol of world power, now trampled under Golden Lion's foot like a dead dog, what a shocking sight.
"Too bad this wasn't broadcast live to the world," Gaban said with regret.
"Be content. Killing him at all is good enough. If the world government's true elites were all here, we wouldn't have had a chance," Rayleigh rested his sword on his shoulder, his body also stained red with blood.
Warcury's final desperate counterattack had still caused them a lot of trouble.
Especially because they were aiming for a quick kill, most of their attacks were traded blow for blow, that's how they managed to take him down so fast.
Having fought him, Rayleigh understood clearly that Warcury really wasn't weak.
And the world government still had four more of such beings. Not to mention the God Knights and CP0 agents, each one a headache to deal with.
If all those people had been at the Holy Land, even if Whitebeard, Roger, and Golden Lion's pirate crews were in their prime and all came together, it still would've likely ended in their annihilation.
Killing a Five Elder today was really the result of the right time, place, people, and surprise attack.
Trying to replicate it? Very difficult.
After all, the world government still had plenty of powerhouses left.
The ones remaining now couldn't stop them, but they also couldn't be killed quickly either.
What's more, the government's reinforcements had already arrived.
"Hey, Shiki, that's enough. The world government's support has arrived, we should retreat now."
Rayleigh had no interest in slaughtering ordinary Celestial Dragons, and that part had already been left to Dragon.
The objective had been achieved. What they had done was more than enough.
If they didn't run now, they'd soon lose the chance.
"Tch, just one support arrived and you're scared already?", Golden Lion turned his head, sneering as he retorted.
"I'm not scared, but staying here won't help us expand our battle results any further," Rayleigh said casually.
And that was true.
The entire Holy Land was now engulfed in flames of war, already 70-80% destroyed.
Those world nobles had pretty much all been slaughtered by the released slaves.
Only a portion of the Celestial Dragons remained, hiding under CP0's protection, and Dragon had already taken advantage of their distraction to rush that way.
If nothing unexpected happened, a large number of them would also die.
To achieve this level of outcome had already exceeded their expectations.
Once news spread of the Holy Land suffering such heavy losses, others wouldn't even think about continuing the encirclement of Whitebeard, they'd likely want to rush back immediately.
And if they waited until those people returned, they wouldn't be able to escape even if they wanted to.
Besides, Golden Lion couldn't die.
That was very important.
The ability to carry out this raid was largely thanks to Golden Lion's Devil Fruit power.
If they hadn't brought an island, they could've arrived even faster. Even if the Holy Land prepared next time, as long as the top-tier fighters weren't around, they could replicate this operation.
No need to kill top elites, just slaughter some regulars and lower-tier people. That alone would collapse the world government.
Plus, they could go harass other allied nations, push them toward independence, and further break the government's power.
Thanks to this raid, Rayleigh had come up with a bunch of new ideas.
Now he truly realized, the world government wasn't so scary after all.
But all of this relied on one condition: Golden Lion couldn't die.
If Golden Lion died, their mobility would be severely reduced.
If they got surrounded at sea, the risk of death would rise sharply.
But as long as Golden Lion lived, he could easily use his high mobility to rescue them.
The Float-Float Fruit was just that amazing.
Rayleigh couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
After a lifetime of being enemies, he had been deeply annoyed by Golden Lion's fruit powers.
But now that they were allies, he only had one feeling, it was amazing.
Rayleigh was honestly worried that Golden Lion would do what he'd done last time, get overly hyped and then die at the Holy Land.
That might be the true end for pirates.
"Tch, just walking away like this isn't my style. Isn't he the so-called rising star of the world government? Rose to power over Red Count's corpse? Then let this old man see if he's really got the skills," Golden Lion snorted coldly.
Running just because reinforcements showed up? That wasn't something he could do.
At the very least, they had to make contact, show the other side what they were made of, and then retreat calmly.
"It's rare for you to understand me so well, Golden Lion. Since you're already here, then none of you are leaving," Rosse's leisurely voice rang out from the distance. Immediately after, he drifted into the battlefield zone, joining the standoff.
At this moment, the world government side had four people: Rosse, Saint Sommers, and two CP0 powerhouses.
The pirates also had four: Rayleigh, Gaban, Kozuki Oden, and Golden Lion.
Lined up like this, Rosse felt no pressure.
Four vs four, such a huge advantage.
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