Chapter 1223

Half an hour ago, Enelu was teleported by a mysterious force to this land where power and luxury are intertwined - Marijoa.

Faced with the sudden attacker, he displayed amazing strength and easily dealt with the two guys who overestimated their own capabilities.

However, Saint Zaire, the once high and mighty celestial dragon, chose to escape at the first moment. He used his precious ability of the Teleportation Fruit to flee frantically on the streets of Marijoa, while eagerly mobilizing the city's last defense force.

However, Enelu was not in a hurry to chase the fleeing Celestial Dragon.

He has bigger plans, more shocking actions. He stands in the heart of Marijoa, with a cruel and determined light in his eyes.

He decided to bring an unprecedented shock to this city that symbolizes power and corruption.

He walked slowly onto the street and struck the drum behind him. The shocking drumbeats seemed to awaken the sleeping thunder god, and a large amount of thunder and lightning was released instantly, rushing into the air like an angry dragon.

Soon, the entire sky was covered by thick thunderclouds, with rumbling thunder that was deafening, as if foreshadowing the coming of the end of the world.

Those surviving Celestial Dragons, who were once high and mighty and invincible, were now trembling like frightened birds, huddled in luxurious palaces, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

They never thought that they would face such desperate situations twice in such a short period of time.

Enel's smile looked particularly cruel and cold in the lightning.

He seemed to have seen the moment when Mary Geoise was wiped out by lightning, and the terrified expressions of those Celestial Dragons.

Under this thunderstorm, Marijoa will usher in its darkest and most thrilling night.

Suddenly, dozens of members of the Holy Land Guard appeared on the street, holding weapons and approaching Enelu aggressively.

"Pirates! Put down your weapons!" They saw the golden stick in Enel's hand and ordered loudly, with unquestionable majesty in their voices.

However, Enel only raised his eyebrows in surprise, with a disdainful smile on his lips. "A bunch of scum." He whispered softly, and then raised his hand and a fierce lightning bolt appeared!

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, dozens of guards on the street were instantly swallowed by lightning and turned into nothingness. The terrifying power seemed to tear even the air apart, which made people feel awe.

Seeing this, the CP members hiding in the dark looked desperate. "This guy is as powerful as a general. How can we fight him now?" They murmured in their hearts, but they did not dare to slack off. After all, the orders of Saint Zaire were like iron laws, and they dared not disobey them.

However, just when they were at a loss, Enelu had already locked onto their position. "Zizi~" The scattered lightning moved like a spirit snake, releasing terrifying energy that made people feel cold.

"How did you find us!" The leader shouted in horror, his voice full of despair. But as soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, swallowing up everyone in an instant like a divine punishment. Screams came one after another, and soon there was only a pile of black corpses on the ground, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

Standing on the bell tower of Marijoa, Zaire Saint watched as all the cards he had played were destroyed by Enel, his face becoming increasingly pale. He was filled with entanglement and fear: should he run, or not?

If he ran away, Mary Geoise would definitely not be able to escape. He knew Enelu's strength very well. It was easy for him to destroy an island with one strike. However, if he didn't run away... he would probably die under this terrifying lightning.

Just as he was in a state of confusion and fear, Enel actually looked in his direction. "You didn't run away?" Enel whispered, and his body instantly turned into lightning and disappeared. The next second, he appeared behind Zaire Saint, like a ghost that was hard to guard against.

"Not good!" Zaire Saint's observation Haki immediately gave a warning. He was shocked and quickly ejected the dagger with both arms. He turned around quickly and chopped it down fiercely!

"Swish!" Two sharp slashes cut through the air, but only split Enel's lightning incarnation into several pieces. However, this was just a false alarm, and Enel's figure was reassembled in an instant, as if he were immortal, which was despairing.

Saint Zaire stared at the elemental Eneel, and fear and despair froze his heart like ice.

He subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but his legs seemed to be bound by invisible chains, so heavy that he couldn't move.

He knew very well that he was in a desperate situation with nowhere to escape, and he could only grit his teeth and face this powerful enemy.

"I'll fight you!" Zaire shouted, mustering up his courage and rushing towards Enel, trying to save a bit of dignity with a final struggle. However, it was just a futile move, Enel's strength was far beyond his imagination, and he was crushed unilaterally in an instant, and he had no power to fight back.

After defeating Saint Zaire, Enel looked up at the sky.

At this time, the lightning energy in the sky had accumulated to an extremely terrifying level, as if all the lightning power in the world had gathered here, waiting for his call.

He flew into the air, pointed his finger to the sky, and said in a cold and firm voice: "Thousands of thunders are coming!" Without any unnecessary nonsense, a huge ball of thunder began to collapse in the sky full of thunderclouds, carrying the power to destroy the world, and smashed towards Mary Joa!

"What is that!" The celestial dragons were terrified. They had never seen such a horrific scene, as if the end of the world was coming.

"It's over, it's over!" Some people wailed in despair, their eyes filled with fear and helplessness.

"Where are my slaves?! Where is my treasure?!" someone shouted frantically, trying to find a little support in despair.

"Navy! Navy! Come and save us!!!" More people issued their final cries for help, their voices sounding so weak and powerless amid the roar of thunder and lightning.

However, all this was in vain. In an instant, like a meteorite hitting the earth, thousands of thunderbolts fell down, covering the entire Mary Geoise in a dazzling lightning.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still and the whole world trembled.

When the lightning faded, Mary Geoise was reduced to ruins. The former luxury and power had vanished into thin air.

The wails and despair of the Celestial Dragons echoed above the ruins, becoming their final swan song.

And Enelu, the master of the thunderstorm, stood in the air like a god, watching all this with indifference.

His figure lengthened in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if announcing the end of an era.

The destruction of Marijoa is like an earthquake, which will shock the whole world in the future. And Im, the ruler hidden behind the scenes, immediately sensed it the moment Marijoa was destroyed.

"You actually destroyed my Mary Joa!" Im's voice was full of anger and disbelief, his tone was cold and majestic, as if to freeze the whole world in this chill.

Kuro was stunned at first by Im's angry voice, but then he reacted. Several possible figures flashed through his mind, Golden Lion, Enelu...

"Did Golden Lion and the others succeed? No, Enelu also went through that teleportation array."

Kuro speculated in his heart that although he could not determine who destroyed Mary Geoise, it was not important. What was important was that his plan had taken a crucial step.

Thinking of this, Kuro couldn't help but burst into laughter. His laughter echoed in the empty room, full of pride and arrogance.

"Hahahaha!" His laughter seemed to be the best response to Im's anger, and also a celebration of his own victory.

"I win this time!" Kuro declared loudly, his eyes gleaming with victory.

He knew that the destruction of Marijoa was not only a blow to Im, but also a shake to the entire Celestial Dragon ruling system.

And he, as the promoter of this change, will stand on the stage of history and become the pioneer of a new era.