Chapter 845
"Damn it..."
In the twisting and tearing storm, Saint Michael watched his body being pierced by the four sharp cold lights again and again, feeling the pain of thousands of swords piercing his body, and his pupils gradually became blurred.
The pressure and restraints imposed by the hurricane were trivial, but the invisible force field that burst out from his body made him almost unable to lift a finger.
Coupled with his own serious injuries, he couldn't even burst out his armed color domineering to fight.
However, all these physical pains are far less than the insult that Saint Michael endured in his heart at this moment!
I have the most noble blood in the world flowing in my body!
I am a great and sacred Celestial Dragon!
I am the God of this sea!
The most important point is that unlike other compatriots who live in the holy land of Marijoa and wait for death, I... am the leader of the Knights of God, the "strongest Celestial Dragon"!
I, Jaygolusia Michael Saint, am not an object for you insects to study and experiment on!
Michael Saint's bloody lips trembled, as if he wanted to burst into a crazy roar.
Those two damn guys actually treated him like a beast on the experimental table and analyzed him seriously.
This is the "treatment" that only those insect races that should have been exterminated would have!
For him, the "strongest celestial dragon", this is tantamount to the greatest insult!
However, at this moment, as the black-haired kid raised his hand and held it in the air, Michael Saint felt that the power that was tightly restraining him seemed to loosen.
"You damn guy... no matter what you do, you can't kill-"
Michael Saint roared with his eyes about to burst, but was surprised to find that his body was falling rapidly and uncontrollably!
"This is..."
He widened his eyes and saw the nightmare of all devil fruit ability users, approaching him at a very fast speed!
The sea!
"Then let me see if you can resist the iron rule of the devil fruit!"
Darren sneered:
"The cursed power, the price of being strong, is to be rejected by the sea forever."
After the voice fell, he pressed down with his clenched hands!
In the terrified eyes of Michael Saint, he fell faster and faster, and was finally swallowed by the bottomless blue.
Plop plop...
The moment the coldness enveloped his whole body, Michael Saint's pupils shrank violently, his body became weak in an instant, his hands and feet drooped naturally, and continued to sink.
A large number of bubbles gushed out of his mouth and nose, an unprecedented fear and despair, like this dark sea, gradually swallowed up everything he had.
Am I going to... die?
It's so ridiculous...
I didn't expect that I, Jaygo Lucia Michael Saint, would be drowned one day.
In a trance, in the pupils of Saint Michael who lost focus, pictures flashed quickly like a revolving lantern.
A genius boy of the Jaygolucia clan,
He grew up with countless worship and admiration,
He won the world noble hunting competition again and again,
He participated in the selection of the Knights of God,
He led the government's army to arrest and massacre the Bakania tribe,
He was promoted to the leader of the Knights of God under the attention of countless compatriots,
He became the "strongest" Celestial Dragon...
In each picture, the boy with silver-white hair held a Western sword and cut off the heads of the insects coldly and ruthlessly, and the blood stained the earth.
In the end, all these pictures focused on a rebellious face with short black hair.
He saw that insect declare war on the government in front of the whole world.
"Damn it, Rogers Darren"
"You have no idea how horrible what you are about to face is..."
The Celestial Dragon whispered softly.
The silver-white hair all shrank and faded, and the black smoke clouds extinguished one after another.
The pupils of both eyes completely lost focus.
...
Ten minutes later.
Beside the huge crack where the island broke.
Drager and Darren squatted on the shore with injuries all over their bodies, each holding a lit cigar, smoking from time to time.
The surging waves roared in the cracks of the island, making bursts of loud noises.
The steaming water vapor made the surrounding wind smell salty and cold.
"His breath disappeared."
Drager suddenly seemed to realize something, stood up suddenly, stared at the sea with his eyes, and couldn't help laughing:
"He's dead! Darren, your method works!"
"Sure enough, even a monster as strong as this guy can't resist the devil fruit.Curse!"
Electric arc flashed across Darren's fingertips, and soon a large number of bubbles emerged from the sea.
Splash!
The body of Saint Michael suddenly floated out of the sea, the sea surface surged, and the body of the Celestial Dragon was soaked pale by the cold sea water.
"Don't be happy too early."
Darren slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his face did not have the excitement and joy of killing the leader of the Knights of God, but a solemn face.
Under Dorag's puzzled eyes, he shook his head and frowned:
"With such injuries and overdrawn life, Saint Michael actually held on for a full ten minutes."
"What does this mean, I don't need to explain it, right? "
Drag was stunned when he heard this, and then he seemed to understand something, his expression froze and he fell silent.
10 minutes of breath holding is not easy for beings of their strength.
But this is the standard for non-devil fruit users.
For devil fruit users, the sea will make them completely lose their strength and shut down their life functions in a very short time.
So generally speaking, the performance of devil fruit users in the sea is not even as good as that of ordinary people.
But Michael Saint, this guy, managed to hold on for 10 minutes!
You know, their next opponent is the Five Elders.
Given the character of the five immortals, if a war breaks out, they will never face just the Five Elders, but a huge army.
This also means that it is almost impossible for a situation like today's Saint Michael to be "left alone" and then killed without rescue.
It is almost a fantasy to want to drown the five immortals by driving them into the sea.
Ten minutes is enough for the World Government's army to salvage and rescue them countless times.
"So... is there really no way?"
Drag sat on the ground, a little confused.
Darren turned his head and looked at Dragon's slightly vicissitudes of life, but in fact he was only in his early twenties. He pondered for a moment, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, smiled and said:
"At least we have found a breakthrough."
"Although it is just a guess, the Five Elders should also be afraid of the sea, and the high-purity seastone may also be able to limit them. ”
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