Mars Defeated and Death

The Monkey father and son fought Figarland Garling, completely blocking his path.

The fierce battle, with Conqueror's Haki-infused attacks flying everywhere, was so intense that even Karasu, commander of the Northern Army, could not intervene.

He could only use his flock of soot crows to assist Fist Garp in battle.

Before long, Ryokugyu Aramaki, Mystic Nue Spaden, and Pegasus caught up.

"Ahahaha! Dragon! Well done!"

"Once His Majesty takes control of the world, I'll have him reserve positions for you as an Imperial Duke and an Imperial Admiral."

Aramaki grinned and laughed, immediately leading Spaden and the others into battle. Together, they brutally forced Saint Garling's two-winged demonic dragon form down to the sea, intending to drive him into the ocean!

Saint Garling fought for his life, relying on the recovery power of his immortal body to forcibly escape to the nearest island.

"Dragon! Garp! Don't push me! Get the hell away from me! Otherwise, I'll kill every last one of these lowly commoners on this island!"

Surrounded and hunted down, Saint Garling raged and shouted out threats.

Aramaki and the others posed no threat to him. Only the powerful Conqueror's Haki of these two members of the D Clan truly had a chance of killing him.

"Bastard! That makes it even more necessary to destroy a demon like you!!"

Garling's threat reminded Dragon of the brutal scenes at God Valley.

Nearly a hundred thousand people had died in the Celestial Dragons' hunting competition.

Back then, Dragon had still been a marine, and the slaughter had sickened him so badly that he vomited.

From that moment onward, he had developed deep suspicion and disgust toward the World Government and the justice of the Marines.

"Then the lowly commoners of this island will die because of your decision!"

Saint Garling's eyes