"Hahaha, I never thought Saint Laisimir's final outburst before his death would bring an unexpected bonus."
At the center of the battlefield, which had been reduced to ruins, Kelt assessed the strength of the Tiger Thrall Ghost he had made from Saint Laisimir and spoke with some excitement.
The "Ghost Saint Lacymir" before him had fully retained the peak Admiral strength he possessed before death, and was not even much weaker than Kelt himself.
Now, although Kelt still lacked the strength of an Overlord, if he joined forces with "Ghost Saint Lacymir," he could already hold his own against an ordinary Overlord.
Saint Saturn, for instance, whose strength had barely improved since his breakthrough. It had to be said that letting Saint Saturn break through first might not have been a wise decision. Had it been Saint Nusjuro instead, he might still have had a chance to keep pace with the others.
"All right, although we were very discreet, with this much commotion, the World Government will probably discover it soon. Let's hurry and pull out!"
Just as Kelt was still immersed in fantasies about the future, Buggy could not help interrupting him.
Although this operation had certainly felt great, the World Government's subsequent retaliation would also pose a huge challenge. They had committed their offense in the face of an ongoing crackdown.
"All right. I owe you a favor for this. If you ever need my help, just say the word. With Mama and the Saint Legion here, we have enough to fend off the World Government's retaliation."
Hearing Buggy's words, Kelt had no intention of staying there to wait for the World Government's people either, and nodded as he spoke.
"All right, I'll remember that. Then this is where we part ways!"
Hearing Kelt's promise, Buggy was also