The Holy Land Explodes
The whole of Mary Geoise trembled.
That Holy Land, symbolizing the "order of God," is now groaning amidst the tearing apart of fire and ice.
The sky cracked open, the clouds burned, and the air was forced into light.
Lava fell like rain, and ice crystals flew like blades.
--The end of the world seemed to have arrived prematurely in the Holy Land.
"Hiss--!"
The Five Elders desperately tried to stabilize the situation.
They occupy five positions respectively, and the white stone ground beneath their feet has been scorched red and frozen into countless fragments by the cold air.
Their golden robes were scorched by the flames, their white hair frozen by frost; they simultaneously gritted their teeth and unleashed their power—
They formed a pentagonal array to create the last remaining barrier, desperately resisting the encroaching aftershocks of the battle.
The air trembled and roared like drums; the center of divine authority collapsed beneath their feet.
Saint Garling, his face contorted with rage, his sunglasses shattered to dust, bloodshot eyes, his voice roaring through the storm:
"--Where are the Holy Knights?! Where have they all gone?!"
His voice boomed like thunder through the ruins, but no one answered.
In the center of the Battlefield, the two figures of fire and ice were still clashing violently.
Sakazuki and Kuzan, two top-tier Logia- type powers, wreak havoc across the world.
Their figures were like two planets crushing each other; each collision was a catastrophe.
Even more terrifying is--
Their attacks began to "deliberately" deviate.
"Meteor Volcano!!"
Sakazuki roared, his arms transforming into towering lava, flames churning and magma pouring down, like a thousand volcanoes erupting simultaneously.
Dozens of giant molten lava fists fell from the sky, the scorching air waves burning the air into a vacuum, and tearing the ground into burning ravines.
"Ice Meteor!!"
Kuzan's expression was cold and stern, radiating a chilling aura.
With a wave of his hand, the sky darkened abruptly, and hailstones condensed into countless icy meteors, falling from the clouds with long, trailing icy tails. Each one that hit the ground could freeze everything into shattered ice sculptures.
--However.
The trajectories of these two destructive forces did not collide head-on.
Ninety percent of the attack grazed the opponent's shoulder and flew towards the town where the Celestial Dragons lived.
"--?!!"
Upon seeing this, the Five Elders' expressions changed drastically.
"You bastards! How dare you?!"
Saint Nusjuro roared in fury, his eyes bulging, and he swung his long sword, slicing through two streams of falling lava!
Lava splashed onto his arm, scorching his skin and sending hot smoke billowing out.
"You bunch of lunatics!!"
Saint Warcury roared, slamming his staff into the ground and releasing a golden energy wave in an attempt to erect a second layer of protection.
Even with all five attacking simultaneously, several ice meteors and fireballs still managed to break through the defenses.
Trailing a blinding tail of flame, it hurtled as it crashed into the Celestial Dragons city below.
"--boom!!"
The town of the Celestial Dragons was instantly shaken by an earthquake.
A deafening explosion unleashed a wave of fire, tearing the platinum-domed palace complex apart, burning, and collapsing like paper.
Those beings who call themselves "gods" --
He still sits on the magnificent terrace, leisurely sipping tea and listening to the harp played by a slave.
"It's so noisy! Who's making that noise outside?!"
A fat Celestial Dragons wearing a transparent hood frowned and splashed half a cup of hot tea onto the face of a slave at his feet, causing the slave to scream in pain.
"Go see what's going on! It's disturbing my tea!"
He stepped on the slave's head, forcing the man's head into the carpet, where blood and tea mixed to form a dark stain.
"Yes! We'll go check it out right away!"
A CP guard trembled as he agreed, and just as he was about to turn around, he saw the sky crack open.
"What... that is--!"
A burning lava meteorite Heaven Breaker, falling with a Sky Splitter.
The intense light illuminated the entire Celestial Dragons district, as if "Heavenly Punishment" had descended.
"Boom--!"
The meteorite struck the ground, instantly turning the entire street into Scorched Earth.
The scorching heatwave, carrying rubble and flames, raged and scattered, melting the golden railings, ivory pontoon bridge, and pearl dome into a red liquid.
The CP guard instinctively tackled the Celestial Dragons next to him, and the two tumbled down the stone steps together.
"You—you dare push me!? You mere mortal, how dare you touch my noble body?! I'll execute your entire family—"
The Celestial Dragons, struggling to his feet, looked back and his angry curses abruptly ceased. He saw that the guard's body had been charred into a crisp by the aftershocks.
The air was thick with the smell of blood and tar.
Upon seeing this, the Celestial Dragons turned deathly pale. The next second, he defecated and urinated simultaneously, his limbs went weak, and he scrambled backward.
He stumbled into a group of slaves, who were trembling in their chains. Among them, a young girl with vacant eyes slowly raised her head and looked at her former "god."
A slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
On the other side, a Celestial Dragons's residence was swept by a chilling aura; the aftershocks of the "Ice Meteor" froze the entire palace into a crystalline ice sculpture.
The banquet was still going on.
Several Celestial Dragons were forcing slaves covered in whip marks to fight each other for their amusement, while others lazily held up wine glasses, using the backs of human slaves as footstools.
"Come, kneel down a little lower—I want to watch you fight to the death!"
Before the words were even finished, a piercing cracking sound emanated from the entire palace.
"Click--"
The next second, the ice blocks falling from the sky crashed down heavily. The Celestial Dragons didn't even have time to scream before they were frozen, shattered, and buried in the frost.
Their final posture was still one of arrogance, looking down upon all living beings.
This scene was playing out simultaneously in every corner of the Holy Land.
The "Celestial Dragons," who once sat high on divine thrones, became the most vulnerable mortals at this moment.
Shanks and the Holy Knights, led by Shamrock, were urgently separated.
"All personnel mobilize—prioritize rescuing the Celestial Dragons outside the combat zone!!"
But in this Battlefield forged by natural disasters, even the "Knights of God" seemed as insignificant as dust.
The sky burned, the earth froze, and a symphony of fire and ice roared over Mary Geoise.
Meanwhile, in the deepest center— Sakazuki and Kuzan were still exchanging blows, a cold smile appearing on their lips at the same time.
Their power is gradually tearing apart this "kingdom of false gods".
The Five Elders stood at the center of the storm, their robes tattered and their majesty gone, replaced by suppressed rage.
Saint Garling looked up, his eyes, which had been hidden for countless years, were now bloodshot. He had figured out the Navy's purpose and realized that he had let the wolf into the house.
"Enough--!"
His roar shook the heavens as he stomped on the ground, abandoning the energy that maintained the Holy Land's barrier.
With a clench of his five fingers, a divine sword, as black as night, materialized out of thin air.
"--You bunch of bastards!"
Saint Garling leaped into the air, transforming into a streak of black and gold light, and slashed straight towards Sakazuki and Kuzan!
At the same time, the auras of the other four Five Elders also erupted instantly!
"You're asking for it!"
Now that things have developed this far, they're both shrewd old foxes; who can't see through the actions of the two people in the room?
A furious roar shattered the dome, and the four bodies were simultaneously engulfed by dazzling light—the true form of the Mythical Zoan was revealed!
Five oppressive auras intertwined, yet Sakazuki and Kuzan remained calm in the face of this divine wrath.
They stood on the Scorched Earth, surrounded by the light of fire and ice, their eyes meeting for a fleeting moment.
A tacit understanding without words.
A silent consensus.
Sakazuki roared in a low, furious voice, his right arm transforming into a raging fist of magma.
Kuzan raised his hand, and cold air gathered in his palm, forming the shape of two spears.
"--Haunted Hell Hound!!"
" --Ice Saber!!"
"Boom!!"
The power of the lava hell and the frigid abyss erupted simultaneously! Flames surged like crimson waves, and the chill pierced the sky like the spear of death.
Two destructive forces converged in the air, transforming into a torrent of death that swept across the Holy Land, heading straight for Saint Garling!
"You--!"
Saint Garling roared, slashing down with his longsword, its sword energy tearing through the sky as it collided head-on with the calamity-inducing power!
In an instant, the heavens and earth shattered, and the Impact of light and flames engulfed the entire Pangaea Castle!
"Boom--!"