Nami looked at Martin, whose body was gradually growing cold, her eyes full of contempt.
Who do you think you are? A toad lusting after a swan? I belong to Lott alone for my entire life.
At the thought, her body went soft.
Another glance at that sanctimonious face left her unable to suppress a wave of disgust.
She stopped paying attention to him and turned toward the Marines and agents on the battlefield.
Seeing this, the fat agent shouted, "You witch! You dared kill a member of the Holy Knights! If I don't restore the Holy Knights' reputation, my name isn't Nalando Shelby!"
As he spoke, his entire right arm turned into a cannon.
Its muzzle pointed straight at Nami's back.
"Hey, hey, hey, you lowly human. Have you forgotten that I, a god, am still right in front of you?"
Before he could fire, Enel's words reached his ears.
Feeling the intensely cold killing intent radiating from Enel, Shelby's heart sank.
At the same time, he calmed down a little.
The aura coming from Enel was immensely powerful, at least no weaker than his own, perhaps even slightly stronger.
But as a member of Mary Geoise's Celestial God Squad, how could he possibly be frightened?
He said, "Thunder God Enel? Even trash dares call itself a god these days?"
As though he had heard the funniest joke, Enel burst out laughing. "Yahahahaha! You people from the World Government-oh, no! Dogs!"
"Do you World Government dogs eat shit all the time? Your mouths reek!"
Shelby was already beside himself with rage.
This was the first time anyone had spoken to him like this. In the past, whoever saw him would invariably kneel before him with the utmost courtesy.
They would not even dare look him in the eye.
Yet