As Bob supreme Conqueror's Haki erupted, all eyes on the battlefield of God Valley turned toward him.
Rocks, Sengoku, Garp, Kong, Whitebeard, and other powerful figures also cast their gazes in Bob direction.
In the distance, Kong eyes widened in shock. What stunned him the most wasn't just the overwhelming aura, but also the fallen CP agents lying beside the altar, and the Celestial Dragons now left completely unprotected.
"Protect the Celestial Dragons!" Kong voice boomed like thunder, echoing across the entire God Valley.
Those who had been stunned by the Conqueror's Haki now realized that Bob stood on the altar, with the Celestial Dragons completely at his mercy.
"Kehahaha! The days of the Celestial Pigs are numbered! These worthless parasites deserve to die long ago!"
"Kong! Don't get distracted while fighting me!"
A sinister grin flashed in Rocks' eyes as he spoke.
His blade, shrouded in black and red energy, slashed directly toward Kong's face.
"Clang!"
Garp iron fist shot out like lightning, striking the blade with a resounding clang. Under the immense force, Rocks' blade was deflected, veering toward Kong shoulder, its speed slightly reduced.
At that moment, Kong reacted.
He turned sharply, his fists vibrating in the air, creating a white halo. This was the result of air being compressed to its limit.
In the next instant, the compressed air blast surged toward Rocks' blade, while Kong figure retreated explosively.
This wasn't to evade Rocks' attack, but to rush toward the altar to aid the Celestial Dragons. Kong could imagine Bob next move would undoubtedly involve the Celestial Dragons—and most likely their deaths.
Such an outcome was absolutely unacceptable. After all, the Celestial Dragons held an extremely prestigious status, even in Mary Geoise. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been qualified to represent the Celestial Dragons in this grand ceremony at God Valley.
Nearby, Garp expression was also grim. Although he despised the Celestial Dragons and had even wished for their demise, he knew that the death of each Celestial Dragon would lead to the suffering of many innocent people.
Moreover, the lives of fifteen Celestial Dragons were now under grave threat.
Seeing Kong retreat, Garp lunged toward Rocks, buying time for Kong.
But Rocks was well aware of their plan. "Kehahaha! You think you can fight me and still save the Celestial Dragons?"
"Where does that leave my pride?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Rocks' figure shot forward, layers of white energy waves spreading around him, accompanied by piercing sonic booms.
In an instant, he caught up to Kong, who was rushing toward the altar. His blade slashed forward, sending a massive sword energy directly at Kong.
At the same time, Rocks flipped backward in mid-air, his left arm coated in Armament Haki, glowing with black and red light. He threw a punch.
"Boom!"
It collided directly with Garp attack from behind. The shockwaves from their fists clashed, rippling through the air like a massive explosion!
Kong felt the assault of sword energy and had no choice but to turn and face it. In an instant, the three of them were entangled once again, with Kong, Garp, and Rocks clashing continuously in mid-air. They had no spare energy to support the Celestial Dragons.
On the other side, Zephyr and Sengoku were also greatly alarmed.
"Jihahaha! Bob Conqueror's Haki is truly formidable!"
"But what I find even more interesting is that these Celestial Dragons seem to be in for a rough time!"
Shiki, holding two famous swords with a cigar in his mouth, stood atop a lion made of earth and laughed heartily. In front of him, Zephyr face was ashen.
Shiki abilities were even more troublesome than he had imagined. Every time Zephyr tried to get close, Shiki would use his Devil Fruit powers to slip away. This made it impossible for Zephyr to utilize his close combat skills.
"Zephyr, your martial arts are too weak, much weaker than Bob!" Shiki taunted Zephyr, who was standing before him, unable to do anything.
In this battle, Shiki embodied one word: slippery!
He neither used large-scale killing moves nor allowed Zephyr to get close, instead using his Devil Fruit powers to engage in a "guerrilla war" with Zephyr!
After suffering losses against a martial arts monster like Bob, Shiki had completely mastered the tactics for dealing with those specialized in close combat. Moreover, the person before him was considerably weaker than Bob. Thus, Shiki fought with ease.
Of course, this wasn't because he feared Zephyr, but because he wanted to conserve his strength, especially since Rocks was still in the fight.
Stalling was the best outcome for now. It allowed Rocks to see that he was contributing while also preserving his own strength—a win-win situation.
Zephyr looked at the calm Shiki, his brow furrowed. The next moment, he retreated. He knew he couldn't defeat Shiki quickly, so it was better to rush to the aid of the Celestial Dragons.
However, just as he charged towards the altar, Shiki, who had been toying with him, stood in his path.
"Hey! Don't interrupt the Celestial Dragons' revelry!" As soon as the words left his mouth, Shiki aura exploded, and he crossed his famous swords, Sakura Ten and Deadwood, in front of his chest.
With a low shout, "Slash Wave!!" A massive wave of sword energy shot out from the blades, rushing towards Zephyr.
"Boom!"
Zephyr crossed his arms in front of his chest, his body being forced back repeatedly. He hadn't expected the usually laid-back Shiki to suddenly erupt like this. Before he could react, he could only perform the most basic blocking move.
He knew that without dealing with Shiki, he wouldn't be able to go anywhere. His gaze locked onto Shiki in the air, and in the next moment, Zephyr shot forward like lightning.
In a similar situation, Sengoku, who was battling Whitebeard, wanted to head towards the altar the moment he saw Bob. But Whitebeard didn't give him the chance.
Whitebeard Bisento, Murakumogiri, was like a wall, blocking Sengoku path. No matter which direction Sengoku tried to go, he was forced back.
"Edward!" Sengoku voice was filled with towering rage and impatience.
But Whitebeard didn't even bother to respond, directly swinging Murakumogiri at him.
As for Bob next move, Whitebeard, who knew him well, could guess it with his toes.
Therefore, he would never let Sengoku go and cause trouble.
On the sacrificial altar, during the time when the high-level combatants were engaged in their struggle, Bob Conqueror's Haki had long since dissipated.
The young women in the center of the altar had already been untied. Turning his head to look at the Celestial Dragon lying unconscious on the ground, a faint smile crossed Bob lips.
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