#473 - Chapter 473: The Battle is Over, Mixed Feelings
Gold Lion, Charlotte Linlin, and Wang Zhi's combined offensive poured out like a landslide, the power to destroy the heavens and the earth condensed in each of their moves.
Their aura swept around them, as if to tear the world apart.
Everyone used their best skills, without holding back in the slightest.
The combined offensive of Gold Lion, Charlotte Linlin, and Wang Zhi was like a storm sweeping over the sky.
Each of their powers seemed capable of shaking the heavens and the earth, carrying the aura of destroying everything, and attacking Izanbaron V. Nasujuro Saint.
Gold Lion stood in the high sky, his feet stepping on two floating boulders, his twin swords with sharp edges, as if to tear the air.
His twin swords were entwined with golden gales, and the sword energy howled out, forming two huge wind blades, sweeping across the earth like tornadoes, cutting everything into pieces wherever they passed.
Accompanied by his "Lion's Roar," the violent sword energy stirred up bursts of yellow sand and gravel, pouncing straight at Izanbaron, as if to tear the opponent's body into thousands of pieces.
At the same time, Charlotte Linlin's great sword "Napoleon" was burning with purple-red flames, her huge body was like a moving volcano, and every time her foot fell, a deep footprint appeared on the ground.
She raised her arms high and slashed down the great sword fiercely, the flames on the blade swept forward like erupting lava, and the scorching breath made it difficult to breathe.
The blade light carried a huge pressure, like a fire dragon pouncing on the enemy, and the flame light stung people's eyes.
Wang Zhi's offensive made people feel a bone-chilling cold.
He raised his hands high, and the surrounding air quickly condensed, and frost spread rapidly with him as the center.
In a moment, the earth beneath his feet was frozen, and several ice pillars broke out of the ground, stabbing towards Izanbaron with great force.
Each ice pillar was as sharp as a knife, flashing with crystal clear cold light, carrying the power to crush steel, as if to pierce the enemy in this cold light.
The combined offensive of the three converged in the air, and the three elements of wind, fire, and ice collided at the same time, bursting out with dazzling light.
That energy fluctuation was like thunder, causing the air to tremble.
The storm swept through the flames, the flames scorched the frost, and the frost froze the storm, and the three forces intertwined to form a huge energy vortex.
The violent force at the center of the vortex spread rapidly, and the shock wave spread out, as if to swallow the entire world.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, this force finally poured down like a flood that burst a dam, pressing hard towards Izanbaron V. Nasujuro Saint.
At that moment, the earth seemed to be squeezed and let out a wail, the temperature in the air changed drastically, with both bone-chilling cold and scorching heat, and all the energy converged into an attack that was enough to destroy the world.
Every pirate watching could feel the violent aura coming towards them, causing boundless shock and fear in their hearts.
However, facing such a terrifying combined offensive, Izanbaron V. Nasujuro Saint's face did not waver in the slightest.
He just looked coldly at the attack that was like the roar of heaven and earth, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
In the face of this earth-shattering power, he remained motionless, as if the surging power was just a childish trick.
However, facing such a terrifying combined offensive, Izanbaron V. Nasujuro Saint just smiled contemptuously, his eyes flashing with cold light.
"Is that all?" His voice carried a hint of sarcasm, as if this scene was just a trivial game in his eyes.
His gaze swept over everyone like a sharp blade, as if examining the embarrassed appearance of these once invincible sea overlords.
Along with his sneer, his body sank slightly, and the knife in his hand quickly rose to a strange angle, with black flame clouds and violent power lingering on the blade.
Then, he suddenly waved the knife, the movement seemed simple but extremely fast, as if there was only this knife in the world.
The blade light cut through the night sky like a shooting star, piercing through the entire battlefield like lightning.
As this shocking knife was swung out, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, the world seemed to be torn apart by this force, the earth shook instantly, and the air became heavy.
"Boom——!"
With a loud noise, the offensives of the great pirates were as fragile as thin paper in front of that blade light, and they were instantly torn apart and disintegrated.
Wherever the blade light passed, the roaring storm was forcibly torn apart, the raging thunder collapsed, the energy waves shattered, and the cracks on the ground extended to the end of the battlefield, like an unfathomable crack.
Immediately afterwards, the bodies of Gold Lion, Charlotte Linlin, and Wang Zhi were thrown out as if hit by an invisible force.
Their bodies fell heavily in mid-air like kites with broken strings, making a dull impact sound, splashing bursts of dust.
Everyone's body was covered with knife marks, blood soaked their clothes, and pain spread in their nerve endings.
However, they didn't even have time to let out a cry of pain, and they had already lost consciousness, lying on the ground, their life or death unknown.
The battlefield suddenly fell into a dead silence.
The originally noisy roars and fighting sounds disappeared in an instant, only the wind was howling, as if sighing for the defeat of these great pirates.
Izanbaron V. Nasujuro Saint's figure was like an unshakable mountain, and the blade was still dripping with blood, exuding a chilling coldness.
He stood in place, looking down at the pirates lying on the ground, his eyes full of coldness and disdain.
"Foolish struggle."
He shook his head lightly, as if mocking these pirates' delusions and arrogance.
Those powerhouses who once wreaked havoc on the sea were now so vulnerable that they could not even withstand the power of his one knife.
At this moment, the victory or defeat had been decided, and Izanbaron V. Nasujuro Saint's sneer was like a sharp blade in the cold winter, piercing into the hearts of every spectator.
The battle ended, and the air was filled with a strong bloody smell and the embers of gunpowder smoke, as if even the wind had stopped at this moment, unwilling to disperse for a long time.
Mary Geoise was now like a ruin after being baptized by war, a mess.
The magnificent buildings had lost their former glory under the ravages of the fierce battle, and were full of devastation.
The towering statues were broken into scattered stones, and even the ground was covered with deep cracks, as if the earth was silently protesting against this war.
Those Celestial Dragons who claimed to be superior were now mostly devoid of their former arrogant posture.
Dressed in luxurious robes, they stumbled through the ruins, some kneeling on the ground, covering their injured parts, wailing and crying;
Some had dull eyes, as if they had completely lost their minds, leaving only a walking corpse-like body;
Others were crawling on the ground, constantly chanting something in their mouths, praying for the blessing of a illusory god.
Some of the originally white robes were now covered with dust and blood, blending with the surrounding soil, which seemed particularly ironic.
The guards responsible for cleaning up the scene looked solemn, their hands full of scratches and blood stains.
They carefully carried the remaining corpses out of the ruins and placed them in a temporary mortuary area next to them.
Each corpse was covered with broken cloth or broken armor, and those once invincible Celestial Dragons and guards had now turned into equally cold dead, with no difference.
The guards' hands trembled, and their hearts were filled with mixed feelings.
Some silently whispered the names of their comrades, while others just mechanically repeated the same actions, as if only in this way could they temporarily forget the tragic reality they were unwilling to face.
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