Chapter 1563 The Pursuit Continues

The empress was also shocked. She stood there blankly, watching everything happening before her.

The enemy she hadn't defeated despite her best efforts was actually suppressed by Kuro with just a single blow? This huge contrast was hard for her to accept for a moment.

"This guy's strength..." The empress murmured softly, her face full of disbelief.

Her eyes showed both admiration for Kuro's strength and a deep sense of frustration.

She had always thought that she was already top-notch in combat, but now, when compared with Kuro, she realized that there was still a big gap.

At this moment, Saint Satan's body suddenly burst into flames. The flames were a faint blue, emitting a strange aura. The flames burned more and more fiercely, completely enveloping Saint Satan's body.

Then, a figure suddenly rushed out from the fire. It was so fast, like lightning, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

"I forgot, this guy is immortal." Kuro looked at the direction where Saint Satan disappeared, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident smile.

After saying that, he strode out.

The empress was left lying on the ground, her eyes somewhat dull.

The scene of Kuro's battle just now kept appearing in her mind. His powerful strength and calm demeanor made her feel extremely shocked.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Saint Satan ran through the forests of Rudin Island like a stray dog. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with fear and anger, and every breath was accompanied by a heavy gasp. He had only one thought in mind: to get out of this hellhole as soon as possible and return to Marryat alive. Only there would he feel safe.

Kuro pursued closely behind, his speed swift, darting through the woods like a ghost. The Butu Yuhun in his hand flashed with a cold light, and every step carried a powerful aura. He seized the opportunity, aimed at the back of the Satan Saint, and swung his blade directly. The blade flashed like lightning, sweeping towards the Satan Saint with fierce momentum.

At that moment, Satan Sheng's observation Haki sounded a warning bell in his mind. The alarm bell rang like thunder, making every hair on his body stand on end. He quickly dodged to the side, his body shifting swiftly like a spring. His slash flew past, instantly severing the peak of a distant mountain. "Boom!" The mountaintop fell with a loud noise, sending dust and debris flying everywhere.

Seeing this, Satan Sheng sped up his escape. His legs moved like motors, thrashing frantically. At the same time, he quietly pulled out his Den Den Mushi and gave a command in a low, rapid voice: "Get that thing ready! Wait for my command!"

However, fate always seems to play tricks on people.

It was not known whether Saint Satan was in a panic or did it on purpose, but the two of them actually ran to the place where Dorag was besieged.

At this time, Dorag had recovered some of his strength and was leading the revolutionary soldiers to kill the army soldiers. The leading army lieutenant general fought Dorag with all his strength.

He had been wounded in many places and his clothes were stained with blood, but his eyes were still firm. He waved his weapon in his hand and stubbornly resisted the enemy's attack.

"Clang!" Kuro swung out another slash, and the slash was like a roaring dragon, flying towards Saint Satan with the power to destroy the world.

This time Saint Satan was unable to dodge and could only turn around and cross his arms to block.

His arms were covered with thick armament Haki, which was like black steel, emitting a powerful aura.

"Zizizizizi!!!" The slashing blow collided with the Armament Haki, producing a harsh, grinding sound. The sound was like a thousand ants gnawing at one's ears, making one's scalp tingle. Satan Saint gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead as he resisted the slashing blow with all his might. His legs carved deep grooves into the ground, and his body trembled continuously.

"Bang!" Finally, Saint Satan was repelled dozens of meters. His body, like a kite with its string cut, traced a long arc in the air before falling heavily to the ground. Blood spurted from his mouth, and his face turned extremely pale.

The army soldiers, caught in the middle of a fierce battle with the revolutionary army, were suddenly drawn to the scene by a sudden, violent commotion. They paused and looked back, only to see Satan Sheng's arms covered in a crisscross of wounds, blood oozing continuously. Fortunately, no bones were exposed. The horrifying sight of the wounds made the soldiers' hearts leap to their throats.