Chapter 543 Carl soaring into the sky!

"Humph, I didn't need this trick back then."

"Whitebeard, die!"

Nasshoulangsheng held a bone spear and controlled the bone horse to charge towards him.

With the support of the white horse, Nasu Shoulangsheng's sight was raised to five meters, but even so, he was still not as tall as Whitebeard.

Whitebeard rushed forward with Kusunokiri in hand, and the two of them fought at lightning speed. Only the sound of clanging could be heard in the air, but no trace of the two men was seen.

"Shanks, you are the only one who cannot be forgiven."

When Carl attacked Mary Joya for the first time, the number of Celestial Dragons dropped sharply, and then the Five Elders and Im discussed together.

No celestial dragon is allowed to harm his fellow man or commit suicide.

The purpose is to reproduce the number of celestial dragons so that they can activate the king of heaven Uranus later.

But Shanks directly slaughtered an entire lineage of almost a hundred Celestial Dragons, which seriously violated the rules they had set at the beginning.

Following Mas's angry roar, his body was then wrapped in flames and transformed into the form of Garuda.

What he took was the Yokai Fruit, Mythical Beast, Garuda Form, which gave him the ability to transform into the mythical Garuda.

Garuda, as a divine bird in Indian mythology, has fiery red feathers and sharp beak and claws. It can fly in the sky, surrounded by flames, burning everything. When he transforms into Garuda, he can manipulate flames and turn them into a means of attack with amazing power.

Similarly, Saint Woqiuli, who rushed out from the smoke, used the Sealing Fruit to assimilate part of the ground into water, manipulated a large amount of water elements, and launched an attack on it!

"Sandstorm Funeral!"

In front of the river channel on the front of the battlefield, a huge desert tornado suddenly erupted. Wherever it passed, the soil and buildings were weathered into gravel, and the water in the sky was directly swept away.

"Nani?"

"Crocodile, why are you so strong?"

Saint Woqiuli exclaimed as soon as the wind and sand stopped.

"I have been hiding my strength all along, all for today, Master Five Elders."

Hawkeye, Gekko Moriah, Pirate Empress, Jinpei and others appeared beside Crocodile. Their strength had reached the admiral level a long time ago, but they had been hiding it all these years until they broke out just now, so they were able to arrive at the Red Earth Continent so quickly.

"Meteor volcano!"

"Ice Age!"

"Eight-foot beautiful magatama!"

With the appearance of three natural devil fruit users, Sakaski, Kuzan, Borsalino and others, the large number of guards remaining in the east, west and south directions were directly killed.

At this time, he was leading a large number of revolutionary troops towards the square.

"Old man, show us whatever tricks you have."

Suddenly, another voice appeared in the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a small sky island slowly landing.

Standing on it were White Tiger, Clay, Sparrow, Davis, Thompson, Noti, Fields, Jennifer, Brown, Hunter, Smith, Khalil, Ganfor and others.

They were the last group to join the battlefield and were also the last force guarding Carl's side.

"You guys, it turns out you have already planned everything."

"But we are not vegetarians either."

"Pop!"

After learning that it was Carl who was launching a full-scale attack on the holy land of Mary Joa, Mas had already anticipated that such a thing would happen, so he moved another trump card to the square in advance.

As he clapped his hands triumphantly twice, 19 golden coffins suddenly rose up in the square, carved with beautiful patterns and inlaid with a large number of colorful gems.

"Since you are so ungrateful, let me give you a taste of the power of the World Government."

Click!

A slight sound of gears was heard in the golden coffin in the middle of the square. The 19 coffin lids were slowly opened, revealing an emaciated figure inside.

Each one was dressed in royal attire and wore a golden crown.

"That is His Highness Siriya."

"That's His Majesty Orton."

"Damn you Celestial Dragons, how dare you turn our great leader into a war machine."

A dozen white-haired old men walked out from the corner of the square.

They were the survivors from 800 years ago, and had originally planned to sit on the sidelines and watch the fight between the two tigers, but after seeing their leader's body being made into a war machine, they could not help but stand up immediately.

"You actually used the methods of the God's Family to transform the bodies of powerful people who had died many years ago and turned them into war machines. Aren't you afraid that their wronged souls will come looking for you?"

The white-haired old man in the lead was named Bolton, who was His Highness Orton's most loyal supporter.

800 years ago, they followed His Highness Orton to overthrow that great kingdom, but who would have thought that that guy Im would suddenly turn against them, not only arresting all their highnesses, but also killing or escaping themselves.

Until he was imprisoned for hundreds of years, I thought I would never see His Highness again, but I didn't expect that the next time we met would be under such circumstances.

"oh?"

"It doesn't matter how you escaped. Since you want to see your prince so much, let him take you there."

Mas didn't know what he pressed next to the coffin.

The 19 war weapons dressed in kingdom uniforms opened their blood-red eyes and walked out.

"Go ahead, everyone on the field is an enemy, go ahead and kill them without restraint."

"Swish swish!"

The activated war weapons immediately locked onto their respective targets and rushed forward at a rapid speed.

Each of them possesses the combat power of a peak general, from this, one can imagine how strong their combat power was when they were alive, considering that their bodies have been sealed for 800 years.

"Your Highness, I'm sure you don't want your body to be used by the enemy in this way, so let me send you on your last journey."

Bolton roared and stabbed out with the golden spear he had snatched.

Pfft!

"how come?"

But what shocked Bolton was that the tip of the spear was firmly nailed to His Highness Orton's body, but it did not move forward at all. Instead, the spear was pushed back by His Highness Orton, and the tail of the spear went straight through his right chest.

"Uh, wow!"

He spat out gulps of blood, but before he could recover, Orton's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he actually broke the spear in half. Then he took a step forward, held his wound with both hands, and tore it in half, and blood gushed out like rain.

"Bolton?"

"No matter what you have been made of, you can still be considered our prince. Now that things have come to this, don't blame your men for being ruthless. Let's attack together."

The remaining white-haired old men began to attack Orton, but his body had undergone some kind of transformation and was as hard as iron, so they could not break through at all. In the blink of an eye, another man was torn in half.

On the front battlefield, Fields and his men each picked an opponent, and together with Jinpei and others, they divided the opponent instantly. However, everyone fought extremely hard and were at a disadvantage.

The most important thing is that the method of exchanging injuries for injuries is simply not feasible. No one knows what these people have eaten, and their bodies are so strong that they are helpless.

"Is this the World Government's back-up plan?"

"No wonder the Five Elders have been standing in the square and refused to leave. It turns out they wanted to activate this."

"Karl, I can't hold on any longer."

Carl was watching another trump card of the World Government with great interest when a distress signal from Redfield came from the sky.

Looking up, he saw that the number of light beams had been reduced by most, but they had all been replaced by thicker and more powerful beams, and their destination was exactly the center of the square. It seemed that they wanted to directly eliminate the high-end combat power on his side.

"Haha, three minutes of Superman?"

Carl took out the prizes from the last draw when he came here.

Most of them were sundries and pills, but this three-minute Superman underwear was the only precious item he had drawn for the second time.

The first time it was used, it smashed through an emperor. I wonder how many more it will smash through this time.

Logically speaking, Carl's current strength has reached the peak of wearing red underwear, but if he wants to break free from the cosmic speed with his own abilities, he still needs the help of external forces, and the red underwear is just the last push.

"Here I come, Im, let's see what else you have?"

Carl put on his red underwear outside like lightning, then turned into a meteor and shot straight into the sky.

Fortunately, the sky was now mostly covered by Redfield's crows, so no one saw him wearing red underwear. Otherwise, the dignity he had worked so hard to maintain for decades might be wiped out in an instant.

"Karl, are you here?"

Im's ethereal voice sounded, but it did not travel far.