Chapter 509 Saint Ficks, Death
Lex remained silent throughout, uttering nothing but silence.
This man, who orchestrated a ten-year grand plan, launched two massive wars, and repaid the world's wrath, ushering in an era of great rise, is the most revered deity of countless people, and the most majestic celestial being in eight hundred years—
Facing his master, who stood before the world, offering himself without reservation, and the crimson figure wielding the umbrella sword high in the sky, Lex's emotions transcended over twenty years of experience. He felt more and more strongly that the person he cherished most in his life was this person standing on this boundless blue sea—
“Master…Master…”
Lex looked up and saw Fix's holy blood splattered across the sky, pierced into a leaky sack by the Red Earl's umbrella sword.
As more and more people quieted down in front of the live stream camera, even the most oblivious person gradually began to see the sharp killing intent on the Red Earl's sword.
Since the start of the competition between the two rankings, this is the first time a powerful figure has displayed such a chilling killing intent in a one-on-one battle, without any attempt to conceal it!
Most people know nothing about the Red Earl; they have only heard of his name but have never seen his true face, and never imagined that he is such a powerful and murderous figure.
Saint Fix was filled with helplessness. He was even older than the Red Earl before him, having lived for over a hundred years. He had only survived to this day thanks to Lord Im's power. Of course, he wanted to live; otherwise, he wouldn't have accepted the long life granted to him by Lord Im in the first place. He struggled one last time, saying:
“Ryder, why press this so hard? Lex hasn’t broken ties with the Holy Land yet, and Oren is a guest of honor of the Holy Land. Why do this?”
It seems that Saint Fix is not completely on the verge of death, as he can still speak fluently, indicating that he is not yet in imminent danger.
Therefore, Red Earl immediately unleashed his full power, holding nothing back. He released all three types of Haki simultaneously, and the massive amount of blood essence stored in the Vampire Fruit was instantly ignited, unleashing a terrifying pressure that would make all the strongest people present tremble with fear. The enormous energy and Haki were gathered at the tip of the umbrella sword by Red Earl with his unparalleled swordsmanship.
High in the sky, a point of crimson light bloomed like a flower from the netherworld!
It's no exaggeration to say that this was a full-force attack from the level of a sea god; even if Im were to go all out, it wouldn't be any more powerful.
At this moment, Fix Saint was utterly terrified, his face drained of color; he was completely desperate!
"Red Secret Technique!"
This move doesn't have a name, it's just called the Red Secret Technique!
Haki has always been the answer to this ocean, both eight hundred years ago and eight hundred years later. And the Red Earl, whose three types of Haki have all entered the realm of gods, is undoubtedly powerful.
歘——
The power of a thousand pounds is concentrated in a single point; a distance of a hundred meters can be reached in a single breath!
Fix Saint's body was completely pierced!
His entire chest, along with his heart, was reduced to dust and vanished into nothingness. Even the blood that had been released was completely destroyed by the overwhelming power, leaving no trace!
he died.
He was not a fish on a chopping board to be slaughtered. On the contrary, he had used all his knowledge and skills to try to avoid it. Even if he could not avoid it, he would unleash his domineering aura to resist it. How could a person not want to live?
However, he still died.
He is an absolute peak King-level figure, a peerless figure who has lived for over a hundred years and is faintly beyond the King-level. Even Whitebeard, whose Armament Haki has reached the God-level, and Shiki, whose Conqueror's Haki has reached the God-level, would find it difficult to distinguish him from others. After all, Saint Fix also has the immense life force bestowed by Im. Moreover, reaching the God-level in a certain field does not mean becoming a god-level fighter; it only means taking another big step forward in the King-level.
The clouds in the sky remained unchanged. The Red Earl's all-out attack was not grand or spectacular. On the contrary, it was a simple yet powerful way to concentrate his enormous energy and domineering aura into a single point and unleash it instantly.
The sea breeze blew by, but the Red Earl remained motionless, standing in the void, his bone wings folded back, his red cloak spotless. Yet the corpse of Saint Ficks, who had fallen from the sky, was unmistakably real.
The million viewers in Dressrosa were completely silent, then a series of exclamations, like a bomb exploding, shook the earth. In front of the live broadcast cameras, many powerful figures were incredulous; they simply could not imagine what level the Red Earl had reached in the live broadcast.
Anyone with a modicum of strength could easily conclude that the Red Earl's power was far beyond what was expected. Compared to the powerful figures who could command the wind and rain and cleave the heavens and earth, the Red Earl's strength was on a completely different level.
"How...how could he be so strong?"
"incredible."
"This sword strike was like a dream. The world's highest authority, the fourth strongest on the Sky Ranking, the strongest fighter of the Celestial Dragons... was buried in this sea with a single sword strike."
"Barolok Redfield, Leon's mentor?"
"A man who can teach gods to stand tall in the heavens can also stand tall in the heavens!"
"I just wonder... how does the solitary Red compare to that mysterious Lord of the Heavenly Dragons?"
Praise, amazement, relief, doubt...
Even the strongest can only defeat the opponent before them, but cannot control the voices from all over the world.
Of course, it is precisely because of different voices that this ocean, capable of encompassing all ambitions, has been created.
Count Red remained silent, glanced at the distant clouds on the horizon, and then vanished into the sky.
At the Dressrosa Central Arena, Morgans excitedly shouted:
"This is the greatest charm of this sea! Such a powerful figure is the best representative of this great era! Let us give the warmest applause to the third strongest person on the Azure Sky Ranking—Senior Lone Red!!!"
Although the Red Earl had vanished into the azure sky, that sword strike, utterly transcendent, seemed to be etched into the sea and the heavens, becoming the most magnificent symbol of this era of great rise!
Red Secret Technique!
King's Heights—
Lex was a straightforward and sincere person, at least towards his master. He wasn't pretentious at all; he went straight to the Red Earl and blurted out:
“The human heart can indeed be steadfast. Although I told my master this, he practiced it himself.”
A hint of reminiscence flashed in Count Red's usually calm eyes, before he curled the corners of his lips into a smile: "Hmm~"
In fact, over time, the lonely old Count Red also picked up some of the bad habits of the young people, such as—
The tsundere of Gion.
Count Red asked about another matter: "What about the Flower Chamber..."
Red Earl was well aware of the immense impact his unexpected and ruthless killing of Saint Fix would have. It could be said that Red Earl's sudden action was tantamount to undermining the Holy Land, directly eliminating the Celestial Dragon's second-in-command. Even Im could not ignore this matter.
Lex smiled faintly, a smile that revealed the absolute confidence unique to Leon Rongguang:
“I have already given Him enough face. If He does not want to be dignified, then I can end the Great Rise era today and start the next era.”
Lex's implication was that he could flip the table right now if he wanted to, and given his personality, the fact that he could say something like that showed he was absolutely confident in the success rate of the task. Moreover, he could even do it with almost zero casualties on his side.
The extent of the power that the two Supreme Grade Swords—Wanqing Yukong and Futsu Yutun—had remained sheathed for so long at his waist were unknown to anyone on this vast sea. Even Im only knew that he was no match for Rex, but he did not know the extent of the gap between them.
Leon's glory will never cease its forward march.
