"What he committed was an unforgivable sin-the sin of godslaying."
"None of you can save his life!"
"The Celestial Dragons' true reserves far exceed your imagination."
"However long you live, it amounts to mere decades, while I have personally witnessed dozens of eras."
"Life is fleeting. I alone reign supreme."
Saint Saturn's eyelids drooped as he looked down upon everything, letting them freeze him and expel his pain. Even Moria tried to cut off his shadow.
Yet none of it had any effect. With just a glance, his body recovered once again.
"Open fire! Have every cannon raze this island to the ground!"
"Since Saint Garling is dead, everyone left should die."
"All elite Vice Admirals from Headquarters, pursue Shane! Whoever kills him will receive a rare Devil Fruit and have a chance to become an Admiral Candidate in this lifetime!"
At Saint Saturn's words, the battlefield erupted once more.
The Marines seemed to have lost a round, yet their killing intent returned in an instant.
They wanted only to conquer this battlefield completely!
Amid the cannon fire.
Saint Saturn looked at Saint Garling's corpse.
A Celestial Dragon had died, and the one who had died was an elite among the Celestial Dragons, one of God's Knights.
He still remembered.
Their ancestors had stood guard beside that great figure, carving out a path to godhood.
And now.
Their descendants lay in a pool of blood.
"Child! We old men will avenge you."
Saint Kelin turned back, his Observation Haki scouring every inch to find the direction in which Shane had escaped.
The Den Den Mushi in his hand rang.
It let out a burbling call.
He spoke to the old men on the other end.
"The new sword is about to break. The old swords shall be reforged."
Even Saint