One Piece: The Living Devil

"What is this... too exaggerated..."

Feeling the scorching heat wave in the air caused by the Burn Bazooka explosion, Conia's eyes were vacant, her face full of disbelief.

Even though the Burn Bazooka couldn't rank first among the Skypiea weapons, it was still one of the top-ranked weapons.

What's more, the Burn Bazookas in the hands of the Shandians, were said to be specially modified and enhanced, and their power far exceeded that of ordinary Burn Bazookas.

Even their Skypiea's God had once suffered greatly under the Burn Bazookas of the Shandians.

However, such a powerful Burn Bazooka, strong enough to threaten God, blasted onto Rosse's body, yet it was like a clay ox entering the sea, not stirring up the slightest ripple.

It merely gently lifted the corner of his garment.

This kind of miracle-like power, to Conia, was definitely an unprecedented massive shock, completely overturning all of her previous understanding.

Even though she had previously witnessed Rosse casually catch a bullet shot by the golden pistol and then use that bullet to instantly kill Pagaya.

But she had no clear concept of the golden pistol's power, only knowing it was a finely crafted and ornate handgun, not feeling it was that powerful, and Pagaya was just an ordinary person.

As for the power of the Burn Bazooka, she was extremely clear. This was a powerful weapon even Gods feared to a degree.

Before this, Conia's understanding of Rosse still remained at the level of the identity Sora had described.

But it was well known that a high status did not equal great strength.

Just when Conia was still immersed in shock, unable to come to her senses.

She suddenly saw, Rosse at the very front, still not stopping his steps, just casually lifted his right index finger, gently bent the first knuckle slightly.

The movement was light and casual, as if just doing a most ordinary daily gesture.

Ssszztt!

The next second, a bone-chilling strange sound suddenly rang out.

Under Conia's terrified gaze, at the necks of all the Shandian warriors, almost at the same moment, a fine line of blood simultaneously appeared. That blood line was as if cut by a sharp blade, smooth and straight, deep enough to see bone.

Bright red blood gushed out from the wounds like a fountain, instantly dyeing their collars red, dyeing the ground beneath their feet red.

In an instant, the Shandian warriors who were just now full of imposing momentum, fell one by one to the ground like harvested wheat, their bodies twitching a few times before completely losing all signs of life.

None were spared. Total annihilation.

"Too strong...", Conia subconsciously swallowed her saliva, unable to suppress her horror as she looked at Rosse.

After seeing the strength Gion had shown before, she had already tried her best to overestimate Rosse's strength.

But she never imagined. Killing, could actually be such a casual thing.

Just lightly bending a finger, several dozen fierce and powerful Shandian warriors were instantly slaughtered like fragile ants.

Just the method Rosse displayed was beyond what Conia could imagine.

This kind of bizarre and unpredictable method of killing, impacted Conia even more than Gion's flying slash.

At least, the flying slash had tangible sword aura. But Rosse's attack, she couldn't see any trace of it at all.

Such an attack could kill Shandians, and could just as easily kill her, could kill every single person on Skypiea.

Even, including their God.

Aside from Conia, the others didn't even glance at the Shandian corpses, continuing forward.

Since the Shandians were not within Rosse's scope of recruitment, their final fate was naturally destined to be the same as the natives of Shandora, swept completely into the dust of history.

The group advanced for several more minutes, during which no more Shandians intercepted them, and they soon reached the "Holy Ground" that Conia spoke of.

The so-called "Holy Ground", was actually an area made up of various stone buildings, with a rugged and primitive style, exuding a sense of ancient desolation.

This place was originally the home where the Shandians lived for generations. Later, after the Shandians were driven out by the Skypieans of Angel Island, this area was occupied by the Skypiea's God and became his residence on the island of Upper Yard, as well as the garrison of the Divine Squad.

"Who goes there? Daring to intrude upon the Holy Ground?"

The sudden appearance of Rosse and the others instantly alerted the Divine Squad.

A group of Skypiea warriors wearing heavy iron armor and holding various weapons surged out of the stone buildings like a tide, numbering nearly a hundred people.

Each of them wore a solemn expression, as if facing a great enemy, surrounding Rosse and the others completely. The atmosphere instantly became tense to the extreme.

The leader, perhaps the leading god, was a tall man wearing silver knight armor, with a closed helmet on his head, and tightly gripping a knight's lance in his hand.

Gan Fall's gaze lingered on Rosse for a moment, then quickly shifted to Conia.

"A person from Angel Island? Why are you here with people from the Blue Sea?"

"God... Lord Fall... cough, cough, Lord Rosse is representing the World Government and wants to meet you," Just that one form of address, Conia stammered for quite a while.

In the end, she simply used the name of the God, Gan Fall.

This already showed that, in her heart, Gan Fall was far beneath Rosse.

She even suspected, perhaps Rosse only needed one second, just a finger bend's worth of time, to kill Gan Fall.

"World Government?", Gan Fall's brows slightly furrowed, a hint of doubt and seriousness flashing in his eyes. He didn't mind Conia's slightly impolite address, just shifted his gaze back to Rosse again, carefully observing this uninvited guest.

He had once heard about the World Government's information from Roger's crew.

He had also personally witnessed the terrifying power of the Roger Pirates that could destroy an island.

That overwhelming strength was not something Skypiea could resist at all.

Then, how terrifyingly strong must the World Government be, to force even them to flee in embarrassment?

"Lord Rosse, may I ask what brings you here today?", After weighing the situation, Gan Fall ultimately suppressed the thoughts in his heart, deciding to treat him with courtesy first, and find out his intentions.

He was not some brash fool seeking blind heroism. He was very clear about the strength of Blue Sea people.

Last time when facing the Roger Pirates, he had launched a heavy attack, but ended up being easily defeated.

If not for the Roger Pirates not intending to kill him, he would already be a corpse now.

Now another wave of Blue Sea people had come, from an even stronger force. Gan Fall could only be more cautious in his approach.

That past experience had made him understand clearly: before absolute power, so-called divine dignity was nothing but an illusory bubble, completely unable to withstand a single blow.

[T/N: I have midsems this week so there will be 1 Chapter/Day instead of 2 till next Monday, after that we will be back to 2 Chapters/Day. Hope you all understand, have a great day~]

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