Chapter 1564 No retreat

"Sir!" An army soldier widened his eyes and shouted in horror.

"King!" Another soldier cried, as if he had seen the end of the world.

"Lord Saint Satan!" The surrounding soldiers exclaimed in surprise, their voices filled with worry and fear, as if the safety of Saint Satan was everything in their lives.

This tremendous commotion immediately caught Ivankov's attention. Ivankov, known for his keen senses, whipped his head around, his gaze piercing the chaotic battlefield to rest on Saint Satan. Upon seeing Saint Satan's miserable appearance, his eyes widened, and he let out a piercing cry of surprise, "What is that? Bloody Blade!!!" The sound was so sharp it seemed to pierce the air.

When Dorag heard this, his eyes, which had been slightly blurred by the battle, suddenly became sharp, like two sharp swords. He followed Ivankov's gaze and saw the tragic state of Saint Satan, and a sense of foreboding surged in his heart.

"Hmm?" Kuro, who had been concentrating on observing the battlefield, raised his eyebrows when he heard the noise and looked over. Seeing Saint Satan's bewildered state, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

After Saint Satan stood firm, he pointed at Kuro with a trembling finger and shouted hysterically with a hint of fear in his voice: "Kill this guy, kill him for me!" The voice seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, full of resentment and despair.

The soldiers, upon hearing the order, were bewildered. Some, unaware of Kuro's notoriety, were so frightened that some, in a fit of confusion and fear, actually raised their guns and shot at him. Bullets rained down on Kuro, the sharp sound of them piercing the air terrifying everyone.

However, Kuro didn't even try to dodge. He simply stood there quietly, his eyes revealing absolute confidence and indifference. Just as the bullet was about to reach him, a powerful field of Conqueror's Haki unfolded. Like an invisible shield, it enveloped Kuro tightly.

The moment the bullets were covered by the field, they seemed to encounter an irresistible force, shattering into fragments that fell to the ground like snowflakes. The crackling sound was like the bullets' desperate wail.

“What…” An army soldier widened his eyes, his face full of fear and confusion, before he could finish his words.

"Bang! Bang!" Two muffled thuds echoed, and before the soldiers could even grasp what was happening, they were stunned into unconsciousness by the domineering aura. Like kites with their strings cut, their bodies fell to the ground, motionless.

One second, hundreds of soldiers were fighting with all their might, the shouts of killing shaking the earth, the flashes of swords and the smoke of gunpowder filling the air. The next, they all collapsed unconscious, and the entire battlefield instantly became silent, with only the sound of a gentle breeze blowing.

Ivankov watched the scene with a shudder of shock. He knew Kuro was powerful, but he hadn't imagined him to be this strong. He turned to look at Dragon, his eyes filled with worry and inquiry.

Dorag frowned and said, "Kuro's strength is far beyond our imagination. Now that Saint Satan is so crazy, we must be careful."

At this moment, Saint Satan saw his soldiers fall one after another, and his fear and anger reached their peak. He attacked again, and the dark aura around his body became even thicker, like a huge black hole.

"Kuro, I want you dead!" Saint Satan roared, thrusting his hands forward. A massive wave of dark energy swept towards Kuro. Wherever the wave passed, deep gullies were torn into the ground, as if it was threatening to destroy the entire world.

Kuro sneered and said, "Just you?" After that, he swung the Budu Soul in his hand again, and a sharp slash with dazzling light rushed towards the dark energy wave.

"Boom!" The slashing blow collided with the dark energy wave, unleashing a deafening roar. The powerful impact caused the surrounding air to tremble violently, sending sand and rocks flying and dust billowing.

Under the impact of this force, Saint Satan's body was once again pushed back. Blood spurted from his mouth, and his body was on the verge of collapse. But he did not give up. Instead, he gritted his teeth and accumulated strength again.

Kuro's surging Domineering Haki domain instantly unfolded, its pressure like an invisible mountain, bearing down fiercely on Saint Satan. Saint Satan felt an indescribable fear rising from the depths of his heart, his legs trembling uncontrollably, his face instantly turning pale as paper, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

Kuro glanced coldly at the three people who were still awake on the field - Satan Sheng, Dorag and Ivankov, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.

That smile was like the cold wind in winter, icy and biting, and it made Saint Satan feel an ominous premonition.

"Blood Blade! We can talk!" Saint Satan's voice split.