The darkening sky and the sudden, arrogant burst of wild laughter caused every Celestial Dragon engaged in their "hunting game" to freeze in their tracks. One by one, they looked up in confusion.
"Bastard! Which sightless dog is blocking Saint's view? Get out of the way this instant, or I'll kill you too!" an enraged Celestial Dragon bellowed, pointing his gold-plated pistol toward the sky. To him, obstructing the Celestial Dragons' game was a capital offense.
"What are you Marines standing around for? Kill this lowly commoner!"
BANG!
The words had barely left his mouth when a bullet pierced the exact center of his forehead. He was dead before he hit the ground.
"Hehehehe... To dare bark at Boss Rocks... today is the day you Celestial Dragons meet your end!" On the deck of a ship above, a master marksman lowered his sniper rifle and snorted in disdain. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't dream of touching a Celestial Dragon. But today, Rocks had declared total war on the World Government. Why hold back? He intended to kill every single one he saw.
The sight of the fallen noble sent a wave of genuine terror through the remaining Celestial Dragons. Conversely, the residents of God Valley and the slaves felt a surge of wild ecstasy.
"They're here. They really came." The runaway trio looked up at the sky crowded with pirate ships and felt a momentary sense of relief.
"Don't get careless. Find a place to hide first," the ever-cautious Ivankov whispered, immediately leading Ginny and Kuma toward a hidden crevice.
Ignoring the dead noble for a moment, the Marine Generals and thousands of soldiers stared at the sky. Before they could even process the sight, hundreds of black dots rapidly expanded in their pupils. Jaws dropped as eyes filled with sheer horror.
"Ships! They're ships!"
"Hundreds of ships are falling! Get out of the way!!"
"Holy crap!"
"They're going this big right from the start?!"
As the Marines screamed, their formations collapsed into total chaos. Hundreds of massive pirate vessels were plummeting from the sky; if they didn't run now, they were dead men. Survival was the only priority.
Unfortunately, the ships were descending too fast. Many soldiers couldn't react in time and were crushed instantly, their internal organs and flesh ground into a bloody pulp beneath the massive hulls.
Of course, the descent was being controlled by Shiki "The Golden Lion." Just before impact, he exerted his powers to make the ships float slightly, neutralizing the terminal velocity. Even so, the sheer mass was more than the average soldier could withstand.
As the hundred-plus ships touched down, countless pirates brandished their blades and leaped from the decks. Soldiers against soldiers, officers against officers! This outer perimeter was guarded by rank-and-file Marines, so the invaders here were common pirates—but in terms of raw numbers, the pirates held an absolute, overwhelming advantage.
Ten thousand pirates pounced from the decks, clashing violently with the Marine lines. In an instant, the air was filled with the clash of steel, the roar of gunfire, and the blinding flash of explosions.
Meanwhile, at the inner-middle perimeter of God Valley:
The powerful Marine Vice Admirals and CP0 agents remained significantly more composed. However, they were unable to move to the outer perimeter to support the soldiers because a force of pirates—doubling their own numbers—blocked their path.
These were no mere "small fry." These were infamous Great Pirates who had made names for themselves across the Four Seas, the Grand Line, and the New World. At least half of them were recognizable bounties.
"Hahahahaha! So all the Celestial Dragons' dogs are gathered here? Today, I'm going to slaughter every one of those 'Gods' right in front of your faces!" a Giant pirate, standing over twenty meters tall with a ten-meter blade resting on his shoulder, roared ferociously.
"That's right! Today, the blood of you Marines will stain God Valley red!"
"Hm? You dare run toward me? Die!"
A panicked Celestial Dragon happened to stumble into the area. The nearest pirate didn't hesitate, swinging his blade in a clean arc through the noble's neck. The Celestial Dragon was decapitated instantly. The head bounced across the ground like a ball for several meters, while blood geysered from the neck. Seconds later, the lifeless body collapsed into a pool of gore.
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"This..." The pirate who struck the blow paused for a split second, his eyes then turning fanatical. He let out an exhilarated roar, "Is this what it feels like to kill a Celestial Dragon?!"
"Refreshing! This is damn incredible! My blood is boiling!"
The Celestial Dragons—the true rulers of the sea for eight hundred years. Wherever they walked, the masses were forced to kneel. Even the most vicious pirates usually swallowed their resentment and avoided direct confrontation. Over centuries, fear of the Celestial Dragons had been etched into the world's subconscious.
But now, he had killed one with his own hands. It turned out these "Gods" were just like anyone else—they knew fear, they tried to run, and their blood was just as red. So why did they get to rule the world?
The deaths of two Celestial Dragons ignited a spark of limitless courage in the ten thousand pirates. With bloodshot eyes, they fixed their glares on the remaining nobles. Today, they would do the unthinkable: a massacre of the Gods.
"Brothers, today is the day we become legends! Kill them all!" A pirate let out a raspy shriek that echoed across the island, charging at a Marine Vice Admiral with blades in both hands.
"KILL!!"
Like a falling row of dominoes, the hidden courage in every pirate's heart caught fire. They charged recklessly into the Vice Admirals and CP0 agents. In battle, few can exert 100% of their strength due to various factors, but right now, these pirates were exploding with 120% of their potential.
"Dammit! Hold the line!" Seeing the pirates' soaring morale, a Vice Admiral's face turned grim. He cast a venomous glance at the dead Celestial Dragon. These useless, pampered wastes... even in death, they cause nothing but trouble!!
Refusing to back down, the Vice Admirals and CP0 agents stepped forward to meet the tide, and a fierce melee began.
The Inner Sanctum of God Valley:
Rocks and his six Division Commanders had not yet descended to the ground. Shiki was using his powers to keep seven massive boulders hovering in mid-air, with one person standing on each.
On the central rock, Rocks D. Xebec stood with his arms crossed, his black cape billowing in the wind. He looked down at Kong and the others with a mocking, cold smirk.
To Rocks' immediate left stood the First Division Commander, Whitebeard. He gripped the Supreme Grade blade, Murakumogiri, his piercing gaze sweeping over Kong and the Holy Knights before finally locking onto Saint Garling Figarland.
To Rocks' immediate right was the Second Division Commander, Shiki. Arrogant as ever, he chomped on an eternal cigar while his blades, Oto and Kogane, hovered at his sides. His hawk-like eyes were fixed solely on Kong.
John, Wang Zhi, Silver Axe, and Stussy occupied the other floating stones.
However, at this moment, even the likes of Whitebeard and Shiki looked grave. Before arriving, they had mentally prepared themselves. They expected the Marines to turn out in full force to protect 200 Celestial Dragons, and they expected a member of the Gorosei or a few Holy Knights.
But the reality? The good news: Not a single member of the Gorosei had shown up. The bad news: The entire Order of the Holy Knights was here.
Every one of them possessed strength comparable to a Marine Admiral, and their Supreme Commander, Saint Garling, was a powerhouse on the level of Whitebeard or Shiki. While the pirates held the advantage in the outer reaches, the ultimate victory of this war would be decided by the handful of people standing in this inner circle. Not one of the twelve people below was a weakling; every single one was lethally dangerous.
Sensing the tension among his crew, Rocks' lips curled into a triumphant, taunting grin.
"Hehehehe... You see it for yourselves. If you don't give it your all today, you won't be walking away alive."
Rocks was no fool. Did they think he hadn't noticed their half-hearted obedience over the years, maintained only through his overwhelming fear? Especially Shiki and Whitebeard—whispering in the dark while they thought he was asleep, plotting who knows what. But now, faced with such a formidable enemy lineup, they no longer had the luxury of choice.
Below, the defenders met the pirates' gazes with fury. That cursed Rocks had launched an aerial assault, rendering the coastal batteries useless and catching the Marines completely off guard. With ships falling from the sky, the regular soldiers stood no chance. Between the disparity in numbers and the pirates' momentum, nearly a thousand Marines had already fallen in the opening moments.
"You lowly filth! Where did you get the audacity to raise a hand against the great Celestial Dragons?!"
"You bastards must pay! Go, kill them! I want these wretches turned into my slaves!!"
"To kill a Celestial Dragon is an unforgivable sin!!"
"Kong! What are you standing there for? You useless waste of space!"
The Celestial Dragons who had scrambled back to the inner circle, now feeling safe behind their elite guard, began screaming insults at Rocks and his crew. To them, the act of killing a noble in their presence was the ultimate sacrilege.