Roy raised an eyebrow.
"Oh?"
He stared at those people, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
Immortality?
still...
Stanks stood up, dusted himself off, and looked coldly at Roy.
"Pirate, you are indeed strong, but your attacks are useless against us."
Roy ignored Stanks's taunts and focused his gaze on the tattoo on their arms beneath their tattered clothes.
The pattern was eerie, almost lifelike, emitting a faint black light.
Roy initially thought it was just a symbol of the unity of the Holy Knights.
But don't forget, when the members of the Holy Knights recovered their bodies within Roy's domain, the strange power emanating from that tattoo was entirely within Roy's perception.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
"Yeah?"
He moved in a flash, and then moved again!
The blade flashes, the sword energy crisscrosses!
This time, Roy's attack was even more ferocious!
He stopped testing the waters and went all out!
Within the Telekinesis Domain, his speed, strength, and reaction time all reached their limits!
Nine people joined forces to resist, but they were no match for them!
In a single exchange, two people were cut down!
But the next second, black mist surged, and the two got up again, their wounds instantly healed.
Roy frowned slightly.
really.
There's something wrong with this tattoo.
He stared at the tattoo, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
The power of Devil Fruit?
Or is it some kind of special technology?
Everything has its weaknesses.
He remembered what Kaido had once said—
"In this world, only Haki reigns supreme over everything else."
A flash of understanding crossed Roy's eyes.
He gripped the Black Blade Shusui, and dark red arcs of electricity crackled once more on its blade.
This time, it wasn't just ordinary Conqueror's Haki Coating.
Instead, it's being pushed to its full potential!
The dark red arcs of electricity grew brighter and denser, almost completely enveloping the entire Black Blade Shusui!
Roy took a deep breath, and in a flash, appeared in front of someone!
The man's pupils contracted sharply as he tried to defend himself, but it was too late!
The Black Blade Shusui, carrying terrifying Conqueror's Haki, slashed down fiercely!
" Conqueror's Coating: One Sword Style!"
boom--!!!
This strike landed squarely on the man's body!
The man screamed and was sent flying backward!
But this time, it's different.
The eerie black mist began to dissipate under the impact of the Conqueror's Haki!
The man's wound hadn't healed!
Blood flowed from the bodies of the Holy Knights for the first time!
The man crashed to the ground, coughing up blood. He struggled to get up, but couldn't move at all.
Roy sheathed his sword, looked at his spoils, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
"Really."
He raised his head, looked at the remaining eight people, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"Your immortality is useless against Conqueror's Haki."
Stanks's expression changed.
The others also looked grim.
They stared intently at Roy, fear appearing in their eyes for the first time.
Roy gave them no chance to catch their breath.
The blade flashed, Conqueror's Haki Coating!
Every cut was precisely aimed at the tattooed areas!
Some people tried to hide, but there was no way to escape.
Some tried to stop it, but they couldn't stop it at all.
Within Roy's territory, they were like lambs to the slaughter.
One, two, three...
One by one, they fell to Roy's blade.
Those tattoos gradually lost their effectiveness under the impact of the Conqueror's Haki.
For the first time, blood truly flowed from the bodies of the Holy Knights.
Everyone watching around Ark Maxim was stunned.
The Whitebeard's pupils contracted slightly.
The cigar in the Golden Lion's mouth fell to the ground.
Big Mom's greed turned into terror.
Marco opened his mouth wide, unable to close it for a long time.
Jozu's entire body was trembling with diamonds.
Katakuri broke out in a cold sweat.
one person.
One person against nine members of the Holy Knights.
Not only did they not lose, they actually dominated the game.
They even found the weakness to their immortality.
What kind of monster is this?
In the distance, Sengoku stared intently at the figure, his face ashen.
"That man..." he murmured, "Is more dangerous than we imagined."
Garp, unusually, didn't eat any senbei (rice crackers), staring at Roy with a complex look in his eyes.
"This kid... he's really grown up."
The leader of the Holy Knights, Saint Garling, was entangled with the Red Count and had no way to break free.
He watched his men fall one by one, his face growing increasingly grim.
Damn it!
He forced the Red Count back with a single strike, wanting to rush over to provide support, but how could the Red Count let him have his way?
With a flap of his blood-red bat wings, the Red Count once again blocked his path.
"Don't rush," he smiled slightly, "Your opponent is me."
Saint Garling gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
On the battlefield, Roy had already taken down six people with his Conqueror's Haki -infused attacks.
Only Stanks and two others remained, still struggling to hold on.
Stanks was covered in blood and panting heavily.
He stared at Roy, his eyes filled with resentment.
" Roy... you... what kind of monster are you?!"
Roy looked at him, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Monster?"
He shook his head.
"I'm just a pirate."
He raised the Black Blade Shusui, and dark red arcs of electricity crackled once more on its blade.
"Now--"
He flashed and instantly appeared in front of Stanks!
"It's time to end this."
A dark red blade of light bloomed before Stanks's eyes!
For a moment, time seemed to stand still.
Stanks stared wide-eyed at the approaching blade of light, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.
There's no escaping it.
It's unstoppable.
He will die.
I'm really going to die.
These three thoughts flashed wildly through his mind.
But he didn't close his eyes.
He stared intently at the man before him, his eyes filled with resentment.
Roy.
Heavenly Dao Emperor Roy.
How can this man be so strong?
The blade flashed!
boom--!!!
The terrifying impact sent Stanks flying!
He crashed onto the ice, slid dozens of meters, smashing through several huge blocks of ice before finally coming to a stop.
He was covered in blood.
He coughed up large amounts of blood.
The eerie black mist surged wildly around him, trying to heal his injuries, but it was repeatedly dispersed by the aftershocks of the Conqueror's Haki.
Stanks struggled to get up, but couldn't move at all.
He lay on the ground, panting heavily, his eyes filled with despair.
We lost.
The Holy Knights have been defeated.
Nine people ganged up on one person, yet he was utterly powerless to fight back.
He, who had just been selected God's Knights and was being considered as the next leader, was nearly killed by a single blow.
shame.
A tremendous disgrace.
But at this moment, he couldn't care less about the shame.
All he wanted was to survive.
Roy did not catch up.
He stood there, silently watching the fallen members of the Holy Knights.
According to the Observation Haki, the life force of those people was rapidly fading.
The female member he was particularly focused on was now on the verge of death.
Roy walked up to her, squatted down, and carefully examined her.
This was a blonde woman, very beautiful, but at this moment her face was covered in blood and she looked utterly disheveled.
Her right arm was severed at the shoulder by Roy, and blood gushed from the cut uncontrollably.
Without that strange tattoo, his body lost the ability to regenerate using the black mist.
She looked up at Roy, her eyes filled with fear.
"No... don't..."