Chapter 946 Abandoned Son
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"Alright, it's your turn now."
Ger turned to look at Garin and Shamrock, his calm and gentle gaze instantly stunning them.
"Damn it! If it weren't for the Holy Land urgently needing reinforcements!"
"Cough cough cough, I must get back first... I'll leave the rearguard duty to you, Shamrock."
Without the slightest hesitation, Garin Sheng's pentagram array reappeared beneath his feet after he finished speaking.
Shamlock frowned upon seeing this.
"Don't even think about running away!"
Tezzolo, who was already on guard, immediately crouched down and slammed his hands on the ground.
"Golden Judgment!"
"Boom!"
The awakened golden power instantly gave birth to three huge golden pillars, whose ends, infused with Haki, converged into the shape of missile warheads and instantly charged towards Garin from three different directions!
"What are you daydreaming about! Shamrock! Stop him right now!"
Seeing that the teleportation ceremony was about to be interrupted, Garin shouted angrily.
"... "
Shamlock's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to remain silent, not trying to awaken the "fatherly love" that never existed.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
"Ding-dong!!"
At the critical moment, Shamrock finally chose to make a move. He swung his Cerberus sword with all his might, and the three heads of the hellhound roared and spat out blades to block the impact of Tesoro's three Golden Judgments!
"Well done, Shamrock! Don't worry, I'll be back to support you as soon as we've dealt with the invaders from Mary Geoise!"
Karin made a solemn promise, even while running away, he did not forget to maintain his glorious image as the king of the Celestial Dragons.
"Wow? What a touching father-son relationship! It makes me want to have a son."
"German scoffed."
"Hmph! You damned commoners will pay a terrible price for this! I will make you taste what it's like to be worse than dead!"
With a sinister grin, Garin Sheng uttered a threatening statement, then a burst of black and red flames suddenly erupted from his body, instantly engulfing him.
"Six Styles. Ultimate Technique. Claw Spear!"
Forzford's hands, adorned with sharp wolf claws, suddenly lashed forward! In an instant, six blood-red slashes shot out like meteors, intertwining in the air to form a giant red cross, enveloping everything with a whooshing sound!
"Tiantan!"
"Boom!"
The slashing wave passed straight through the black flames and struck the building behind it precisely. The thick wall was instantly and neatly sliced into several pieces and collapsed with a crash.
"Zizzizi!"
The flames burst into flames and then quickly died down, leaving only a charred circular array pattern on the ground.
"Damn it! He got away again!"
Fozfer spat angrily, then he and Tesoro stepped forward, forming a pincer movement against Shamrock from the left and right, carefully guarding against the escape of this last big fish!
"Da da da!"
As the great battle in the Golden City was finally drawing to a close, all that remained was to clean up the mess with sheer numbers, a risk-free endeavor. Rayleigh felt he should act more proactive in front of his boss, so he also pretended to step into the battlefield in flip-flops.
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"Clap clap clap!"
Captain Gel suddenly laughed and clapped.
"Hehehe, as expected of a noble Celestial Dragon. Even abandoning his wife and children and fleeing in such a panic is so unique and refreshing. It's really super high level. I've learned something."
Hearing the other party's teasing, Shamrock's face grew increasingly grim.
"Stop wearing that sour face all the time, no wonder they all call you Stinky Kex!"
“My name is Shamrock! Not some stinky guy! What an rude fellow!”
Shamrock finally couldn't help but speak up in rebuttal.
"Hehe, don't worry about these details. What you call yourself is no longer important."
Ger waved his hand casually, tilted his head, and asked with a puzzled expression.
"Now, you're the only one left. Why don't you run away with us?"
"No comment!"
Shamrock did not answer, but simply gripped the hilt of his sword with his right hand, assuming a fighting stance.
Ger was not in a hurry and continued talking to himself.
"Could it be that because you were there in person, you couldn't teleport back like they did? Is that right?"
Shamrock frowned.
"Haha, look at that expression! Looks like I was right! This is important information, write it down! Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated..."
Captain Gel pulled out a pen and a notebook, and continued speaking while taking notes.
"In other words, if I were to take the initiative to confront the Knights of God in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, you would be in a lot of trouble, wouldn't you?"
Shamrock remained silent, but his gaze toward Gel became noticeably more serious.
"Haha, there's no need for that. Actually, it doesn't matter whether you say it or not, because I won't easily believe what the enemy says. I'll have to verify this myself."
Geer put away his notebook, and his expression slowly turned serious.
"Alright, so, are you going to surrender on your own, or do you need our help?"
Shamlock, knife in hand, glanced around at the people around him, knowing full well that he had no way to escape, but in order to buy time for rescue, he had no choice but to speak.
"Hmph, surrender? As a member of the Figarand family, how could I possibly surrender to you lowly commoners!"
"Stop wasting your breath! Come on, if you're so capable, come at me one by one and have a fair duel!"
"Hahaha! Damn it, you still want to apply for a 1v1?"
Captain Gol covered his face and burst into laughter.
"Sorry, your application has been rejected by this captain! I've been wanting to get back at you for a long time. Just because you're rich and handsome doesn't mean you can be so arrogant! You dare to act so cocky in front of this captain..."
Gel cracked his knuckles.
"Now that I've finally caught you out of the woods, how could I not give you a taste of your own medicine?"
"Men, charge! Let's give this guy a good beating!"
"Yes! Captain!"
Captain Gol was the first to lead the charge, and Tesoro, Forsford, and Rayleigh immediately followed.
"hateful!"
Shamlock looked astonished, finally losing his expressionless demeanor. He had never expected that the group of people in front of him lacked the "magnanimity" that a strong person should possess.
"Ping ping pong pong!"
"Boom!"
"... "
Two fists can't fight four hands, let alone more. Before long, Shamlock was defeated in a sorry state.
"Damn it! You guys..."
Shamrock was furious and wanted to accuse the other side of bullying him and lacking any sense of sportsmanship.
"Hahaha, us? What happened to us?"
Gol disengaged from the combined state, leaving Weevil to eat and replenish his energy. He then walked over to Shamlock, who was tightly bound, and gently patted his cheek with a smile.
"Who would want to fight you one-on-one if they can gang up on you? That's not skill, that's being crazy! You idiot!"
Shamlock gritted his teeth. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life, but the situation was beyond his control, so he could only close his eyes and turn his face away in frustration.
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