God's Knights Who Chose Survival

"Oh? Is that so? Then let me see whether you so-called gods can really be destroyed."

A teasing yet icy voice suddenly came from midair, ringing clearly in the ears of everyone present.

Everyone abruptly looked up to see a figure in a black trench coat, golden hair flowing behind him, using Geppo as he approached from afar.

His speed was beyond imagination. In just a few breaths, he had reached the skies above the harbor and stopped there steadily.

A terrifying pressure like an abyss instantly swept out from him, enveloping all of Dressrosa. Even the air became incomparably heavy and stagnant. The wind stopped, the waves fell still, and even Saint Somaz, who had been regenerating frantically, froze in place.

"We need to retreat!"

The arrogance and madness vanished from Saint Somaz's face in an instant. His face went pale, and his legs trembled slightly as he hurriedly shouted at Shamrock nearby.

They knew Dawn's strength all too well. Even Yuda had suffered greatly at Dawn's hands, let alone the three of them.

Even if the three joined forces, they could never be Dawn's match. Staying behind would be nothing more than suicide.

An intense unwillingness flashed through Shamrock's eyes. His grip on his Rapier tightened until it creaked as he stared fixedly at Dawn, who was slowly descending, his teeth clenched tight.

But he also knew that there was no possibility of turning things around. Without daring to delay for even a moment, he immediately sent a request to retreat through his mental connection to Imu in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.

The next second, five-pointed star magic circles flickering with black lightning rose beneath the three of them almost simultaneously, as bizarre spatial power surged wildly.

Their figures instantly turned insubstantial, leaving behind not even