Chapter 254 I want a river of blood to flow!
"Finally can't help but go out?"
Looking at the figure on the Den Den Mushi screen, Darren's bloodshot eyes suddenly burst into light, staring at the screen.
The Knights of God is one of the most mysterious and powerful organizations in the World Government, composed of Celestial Dragons. They maintain the dignity and power of the royal family, and their main responsibility is to protect the safety of the Celestial Dragons and maintain their dominance.
However, even as a time traveler, Darren knows very little about this special Celestial Dragon organization.
How many members of the Knights of God are there in total, and what kind of information has been achieved in terms of strength? Does every member have the same powerful strength as the Ancient Saint Figalando Green?
If you want to go to war with the World Government, it is necessary to maximize the information you can obtain.
After all, not long ago in the Holy Land of Marijoa, the amazing domineering strength of the Ancient Saint Figalando Green did greatly exceed Darren's expectations.
If every member of the Knights of God has the strength and domineering power that is not inferior to that guy, then it will be tricky.
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The military Den Den Mushi screen quickly changed.
Slender figures in luxurious suits quickly dispersed from the black smoke and swept across the burning land at an astonishing speed.
Flames leaped in the night sky, and the Knights of God seemed to be gracefully dancing elves in hell, smiling as they harvested the lives of slaves.
Their swordsmanship was gorgeous and delicate, like butterflies flying through flowers, and like fleeting light. The slaves didn't even notice someone passing by, and suddenly a thin line of blood appeared on their necks, and then their bodies shook for a few seconds and quickly fell down.
Darren had never seen such swordsmanship.
He was not good at swordsmanship. The few powerful "swordsmanship" he mastered were actually the "powerful throwing" effect created by the devil fruit ability.
This sword move, which was jokingly called "half-baked" by the strongest two-sword swordsman at the time, Golden Lion, could only fool a fool like Mihawk who was overly obsessed with the sword itself.
But not knowing swordsmanship does not mean that he has no knowledge of swordsmanship.
Kozuki Oden, Golden Lion, Roger, Rayleigh, BIG·MOM... These are the top swordsmanship masters of the time. After fighting and killing with these people many times, Darren's understanding and vision of swordsmanship have exceeded ordinary people countless times.
But at this time, Darren was somewhat surprised to find that the swordsmanship displayed by the Knights of God was obviously different from the traditional swordsmanship style based on the samurai school.
The swordsmanship style displayed by the Knights of God... is more like the swordsmanship of the Western sword school.
Compared with slashing and cutting, it is better at stabbing and charging.
The penetrating damage of such swordsmanship will be greater and more threatening.
But the good news is that at least from the performance on the Den Den Mushi screen, there is no exaggerated combat power level in the Knights of God.
At least most of them have not stepped into the combat power of the admiral level, or are on the edge of the combat power of the admiral level.
"See, Darren..."
The damage on the surface of Saint Vorchuli's body was gradually repaired under the effect of the black flame cloud. He looked down at the weak and bruised Vice Admiral with a haughty look:
"They have surrounded Fisher Tiger and will soon end this farce."
"A frog in the well is a frog in the well. How can a fishman who has lived in a stinking ditch all his life know the power of the gods in the sky!?"
After the voice fell, Saint Vorchuli's body expanded again, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge wild boar Fengxi that almost covered the sky and the sun, and rushed towards Darren with sharp fangs!
"Die! You are proud enough to cause so much trouble to us, Darren!"
He had already seen it.
The Vice Admiral in front of him was completely at the end of his strength. Even if the tricks of the two guys just now were used again, it would be impossible to recover the exhausted physical strength!
The Fengxi cried, and the earth shook and tore continuously.
"Storm's Fury·Dragon Roar!"
A hoarse roar suddenly sounded.
A dark green hurricane suddenly emerged, and soon expanded and twisted into a lifelike storm dragon, which suddenly wrapped around Feng Xi's huge body, opened its mouth and bit down on the latter's neck.
The two behemoths entangled each other on the ground, crushing madly, and lifting a large piece of rubble.
"I thought you were dead."
Darren glanced at Dorag, who emerged from the raging wind, and smiled.
The latter's face was full of bruises, and the surface of his body was also full of scars left by sharp claws, and blood was still gushing out of it.
"This group of old immortals... their abilities are not reasonable at all!"
Dorrag was not in the mood to joke, and his eyes were extremely solemn.
Especially when he looked at Makas Mazsheng, who was transformed into "Izuna Tian", his eyes were even more fearful and he gnashed his teeth.
After the brief fight just now, he finally realized why a strong man like Darren was beaten into this state.
Immortal body!
The attacks that he was proud of, even the "Dragon Claw Fist" that shattered all tyranny and power, could not cause any harm to the old man.
On the contrary, under the opponent's entanglement, his injuries continued to increase until he was seriously injured.
"Darren, do you have any solution?"
Behind him stood cautious bear and Ivankov. Dorag didn't bother to raise his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and asked solemnly:
"If there is no way to really kill them, we probably have to retreat."
Five terrifying shadows like demons and ghosts were ready to move, staring at him, and Dorag felt a layer of cold sweat on his back.
Although the hard power of these old immortals is also very strong, they are definitely not invincible.
What really makes people despair is their ability to recover and regenerate.
Facing Dorag's fear and caution, the five elders were not anxious, but instead had a playful and indifferent look.
It was as if the gods who looked down on all living things were observing the last struggle of the ants under their feet.
They wanted to enjoy the last despair on the faces of these guys who didn't know whether to live or die.
The world became quiet.
The situation became more and more difficult.
In the projection screen of the Den Den Mushi, slaves were being ruthlessly slaughtered one after another, emitting silent wails.
Fisher Tiger had been targeted by two members of the Knights of God, and several deep wounds were added on his chest and back.
Drag stared at Darren, expecting him to give an answer.
"I never thought of killing them."
The Vice Admiral spoke hoarsely at this time.
He exhaled lightly.
"They really seem to be unkillable, at least I can't find any chance at the moment."
The Five Elders laughed together.
However, before they could say anything,
"But you all forgot one thing."
The Five Elders were stunned for a moment.
"What is it?"
Somehow, their hearts sank suddenly.
Darren's mouth raised a rebellious arc that made them extremely uneasy.
"Mr. Tiger has a kind and compassionate character. He has no intention of bloodbathing the holy land. He only wants to rescue the many slaves who have suffered... But I am different."
"As everyone knows, I, Rogers Darren, am a man who will never let go of any grievance."
"You robbed my house, and I will rob yours."
"What I want is blood debt paid with blood."
Darren slowly took out a bloody military Den Den Mushi, connected the communication, grinned at the Five Elders, and said to the Den Den Mushi:
"What I want is... this Celestial Dragon Holy Land Marijoa, a river of blood!!"
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