On the shore of the lava before him, an enormous skeletal horse appeared, standing over ten meters tall.
Overall, it looked like a centaur, with a human upper body and the enormous skeleton of a horse for its lower half!
The horse's body was made of white bones, each jade-like bone radiating an imposing aura.
Atop the centaur's upper body was a bald old man wearing glasses.
The bald old man held a long sword gleaming with an eerie light.
At the sight of him, Sabo's pupils involuntarily shrank to pinpoints.
Naturally, Sabo knew who this man was as well.
He was another of the Five Elders, the Warrior God of Finance-Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro.
His heart sank slightly.
The sandworm beside them was gradually restoring its body.
It seemed leaving Mary Geoise would not be easy.
Nusjuro glanced up at Sabo, then at the sandworm reassembling its body on the ground, and felt somewhat shocked himself.
As fellow members of the Five Elders, they knew one another's strength very well.
If Sabo could injure Saint Shepherd Ju Peter this badly, then Nusjuro's previous assessment of the Revolutionary Army's second-in-command had been inaccurate.
This young man with a pipe on his back was already no weaker than any of the Four Emperors!
It seemed they had still severely underestimated the Revolutionary Army's strength.
The corners of his mouth curved slightly. No matter how powerful the enemy was, the word "fear" had never existed in the World Government's vocabulary.
Besides, the World Government enjoyed nothing more than snuffing out these so-called geniuses.
Not intending to waste any more words, he stamped his hind legs against the ground and hurtled toward Sabo.
At the same time, Conqueror's Haki coiled around his enormous blade.
In an instant, black-and-red lightning raged over the blade,