Chapter 1008 Deterioration

The huge impact force generated by the explosion smashed all the valuable paintings hanging on the wall, and the billowing smoke continued to roll outward like a surging black wave.

As the suffocating smoke filled the air, suddenly, a deafening collision sound was heard, and then two lightning-fast figures rushed out from the smoke that was so thick that it was almost impossible to see, like arrows from a bow.

Then quickly pounce on the opponent!

"bump!"

"clang!"

"Boom! Boom!!!"

The two figures kept colliding with each other, and then quickly separated!

The two men stood firm, and saw that Tezoro's golden armor, which was originally shining brightly and indestructible, now had some tiny cracks and damages.

However, these scars did not last long. Under the control of his magical devil fruit ability, the broken parts quickly merged and repaired. In the blink of an eye, they were back to normal and shone with dazzling light again.

In comparison, Trast Saint's situation is somewhat worse.

His body was still upright and majestic, but there was a wound on his face, with blood trickling down his cheek.

The snow-white dress on her body was marked with many golden marks, like flaws on white jade, which looked particularly dazzling.

"How dare a mere ant dare to reach out to the great Celestial Dragons!"

Saint Trast had a stern expression, his eyes revealing endless arrogance and contempt, and he scolded in a condescending tone.

"From this moment on, I will deprive you of all your status and rights in the name of knight!"

Saint Trast continued to pronounce the verdict righteously, his voice icy and piercing, "From now on, you are a sinner in this world, and everyone has the right to kill you!"

In the face of Saint Trast's harsh accusations and judgments, Tesoro's expression remained surprisingly calm after listening to it.

He slowly raised his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the other person coldly.

Deep in those eyes, one could vaguely see a hint of violent murderous light surging secretly, as if an enraged beast was about to break free from its cage and release endless rage.

"I'm a criminal?" Tezulo murmured softly, his tone full of disbelief and anger.

The blue veins on his forehead suddenly bulged out, twisting and wriggling like an earthworm, and were clearly visible.

Suddenly, as if lightning flashed through his mind, he clearly saw the miserable state of himself after his failure in that dark, noisy and desperate casino.

At that time, he was penniless and had lost everything, and was then ruthlessly arrested by the casino staff.

Afterwards, he was mercilessly beaten and abused like a lamb to be slaughtered, and became a slave without any dignity.

And during those dark days, Stella was like a ray of warm sunshine, shining into the depths of his broken heart and becoming the only hope that kept him alive.

However, fate played a cruel joke on them.

The camera turned, and a heartbreaking scene came into view - the beautiful and kind Stella was being forcibly taken away by a group of arrogant and domineering Celestial Dragons.

He struggled with all his might, but those ferocious guards pinned him to the cold, hard ground, making him unable to move.