Chapter 408: Gun Pointed at a Celestial Dragon
Saint Somars lay in a pool of blood, a mangled mess of flesh. His swollen face was practically unrecognizable; only the tattered remnants of his Holy Knights uniform indicated his formerly exalted status.
The guttural, wheezing sounds leaking from his throat were intermittent, grating, and muffled, like the desperate gasps of a dying beast.
Saint Garling and Saint Shamrock turned deathly pale. Cold sweat rolled down their temples, having long since soaked through their silver armor.
They knew better than anyone else—at this exact moment, Saint Somars was supposed to be on Dawn Island, executing that top-secret mission!
Yet here he was, tossed in front of Roy like a broken puppet.
The other members of the Holy Knights finally realized something was terribly wrong. The arrogance they had been shouting with moments ago instantly evaporated. In perfect unison, they fell silent and took a step back, terrified that even breathing too heavily would cause them to be swallowed by the impending eruption of absolute fury.
In this suffocating, oppressive silence, Roy stepped forward slowly.
"THUD—!"
With every step he took, the earth itself seemed to tremble. The Conqueror's Haki surging from his body doubled, then doubled again! Black-red lightning tore through the sky like enraged dragons and frantic snakes, sweeping across the entire plaza!
The pressure felt tangible, warping their silver armor and crushing their bones!
CRACK! CRACK!
Every single knight present felt their bones groaning under the strain. Their faces turned blue as they struggled to breathe.
Saint Garling and Saint Shamrock stumbled backward repeatedly. The tips of their swords drooped; they could barely even maintain their grip on the hilts. Absolute horror was written all over their eyes:
—The intensity of this Conqueror's Haki... is absolutely not something a human should possess! They had only ever seen it on That Person!!!
Roy spoke slowly. His voice was deep and terrifyingly cold, like an ice blade piercing straight into their souls: "This piece of trash—"
"Appeared on Dawn Island."
"Appeared right at my front door."
"Don't you all..."
"...think you owe me an explanation?!"
"BOOM—!!!"
That sentence detonated like a thunderbolt, completely igniting the air across the entire battlefield!
—A Celestial Dragon!
—Dawn Island!
—Right at Roy's front door!
These words tore through the firmament of the battlefield like a raging thunderstorm, making the blood of every Marine soldier boil!
"Dawn Island?! Isn't that Vice Admiral Roy's hometown?!"
"What did they send a Celestial Dragon there for? Could it be—an attack?!"
The news slammed into the Marine ranks like a heavy hammer. The soldiers' blood boiled, their eyes turned bloodshot, and fury burned wildly in their chests!
"Bastards!! They aren't gods, they're bandits!!!"
"This is a threat! A blatant, naked threat!!!"
Roars erupted one after another. The plaza instantly transformed into a raging ocean of absolute fury!
The magma in Sakazuki's eyes boiled over completely. Molten rock churned and erupted outward like an active volcano:
"World Government... you have trampled upon the absolute bottom line of the Marines!!!"
Kizaru, for once, completely dropped his lazy, lackadaisical demeanor. A sharp, chilling light flashed through his eyes: "Scary~ This isn't just 'trouble' anymore, this is poking a hole straight through the heavens..."
Aokiji completely shed his usual lethargy. Frost spread outward from his feet like a tidal wave, freezing the surroundings and utterly sealing off the Holy Knights' route of escape. His voice was biting cold:
"Don't even think about taking a single step."
The Holy Knights' formation instantly descended into chaos. The so-called "legitimacy" they had been shouting about moments ago had completely vanished into thin air, leaving only pure terror in their hearts.
Saint Garling and Saint Shamrock felt as if they had plummeted into an icy cavern, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
They knew with absolute clarity—once this matter was confirmed, it would no longer be a debate over justice or standpoints. It meant they had touched Roy's reverse scale!!!
And the strength currently displayed by the Marines and the military doctors was more than enough to annihilate the entire Holy Knights!
In the deep crater, Saint Saturn glared, his eyes bulging so hard they looked ready to burst. His voice was hoarse and trembling:
"Somars... you imbecile!!!"
"You... you actually dared to touch Roy's family?! I... I wouldn't even dare to harbor such a thought!!!"
In that dead silence, pushed to the absolute limit of oppression, Roy slowly raised his hand.
The Deadly Omen Star materialized in his palm. The pitch-black barrel looked like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. The cold line of sight locked perfectly onto the center of Saint Garling's brow.
Roy's words rolled like thunder, every syllable seemingly tearing the firmament apart:
"Holy Knights..."
"Are you—"
"...trying to start an all-out war?!"
"BOOM—!!!"
Black-red Conqueror's lightning suddenly exploded, sweeping across heaven and earth like a tsunami!
The sky roared, and the earth fractured. In this moment, the entirety of Marineford trembled in sync with Roy's will!
This was a provocation!
This was a judgment!
This was Roy, slamming the word "explanation" heavily onto the heads of the Holy Knights!
Cold sweat poured from Saint Garling like a waterfall. The shirt beneath his silver armor was completely drenched.
He took a sudden step back, the tip of his sword trembling weakly. His voice was hoarse and frantic: "The Holy Knights had absolutely no knowledge of this!!! This was Saint Somars' own unauthorized action!!!"
"His actions—have nothing to do with the Holy Knights!!!"
By saying this, he was publicly abandoning Saint Somars, pushing all the blame away entirely.
The dying Saint Somars' swollen eyelids twitched violently. A broken, wheezing sound—"Huu... huu..."—leaked from his throat, but because his jaw was shattered, he couldn't form a single complete sentence.
Roy's gaze was lethal, a chilling, sinister curve forming at the corner of his lips: "Is that so?"
"BANG—!!!"
The Deadly Omen Star flashed with fire! A bullet wrapped in black-red Conqueror's Haki tore through the air, instantly piercing straight through Saint Somars' left arm!
"SPLAT—!!!"
The severed arm, bearing a special insignia, was blasted away! Blood sprayed like a fountain across the white plaza!
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH—!!!"
Saint Somars let out a heart-tearing, lung-piercing scream. His entire body writhed madly in agonizing pain, his voice so shrill it sounded like a demon of hell being flayed alive!
The entire plaza was dead silent!
Marine officers and soldiers held their breath. The surviving pirates knelt on the ground, not even daring to exhale.
Even the members of the Holy Knights couldn't help but take a half-step back in unison.
They finally understood—
Roy really dared to kill a Celestial Dragon!
This was a naked, blatant contempt for the status of a Celestial Dragon!
Roy coldly lowered the muzzle, aiming it steadily at the center of Saint Somars' brow.
His voice, like ten-thousand-year-old ice, froze everyone's hearts: "Who—sent you?"
The plaza was so silent it felt as if the very air was compressed, ready to explode in the next second.
Saint Somars' eyes were wide open, tears of blood streaming down his face.
His shattered jaw trembled. The voice leaking from his throat was hoarse, yet resolute:
"It... was me!!!"
"It was all... my doing alone!!!"
"It has nothing to do... with the Holy Knights...!!!"
His voice was so hoarse it was breaking, bloody bubbles churning in his chest. Every word he spoke looked as if it were tearing his internal organs apart.
But he still stubbornly took all the blame onto himself!
On the plaza, Saint Garling and Saint Shamrock stood frozen in place. Their pupils shrank, their expressions incredibly complex.
—Saint Somars is actually... taking the fall for us?!
"Very well."
"Since you want to take it all on yourself..."
"...Then die alone."
CLICK—
The cold muzzle of the Deadly Omen Star pointed downward. Black-red Haki coiled around the barrel, aimed dead straight at Saint Somars' head!
In the next second—
"BOOM!!!"
The sky suddenly exploded. A gargantuan pentagram array descended from the heavens, its brilliant runic light instantly covering the entire plaza!
The light pressed down like a divine judgment, yet it carried an indescribably eerie feeling.
Everyone instinctively looked up, only to see the space in the center of the array forcibly torn open as a young-looking woman slowly stepped out!
—Imu!
Her pitch-black cape billowed. The metallic clank of her iron boots rang out clearly amidst the residual energy of the array.
However, when everyone clearly saw her eyes, they couldn't help but freeze:
Those eyes... were actually concentric circles!
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