The elite of the CP Special Task Force were like clay chickens and straw dogs in front of Bob. In an instant, they were all annihilated. Around the sacrificial altar, hundreds of bodies dressed in suits lay on the ground, each with their necks forcefully twisted.
This scene unfolded too quickly. So quickly that the marines, who were originally engaged in fierce combat with the pirates, didn't even have time to react.
It wasn't until they heard the dull thuds of bodies hitting the ground that they realized what had happened, and they all turned their heads toward the source of the sound.
Even Habe was no exception, lying by the sacrificial altar with his mouth agape, unable to close it, already lifeless.
Instantly, the marines were struck with terror.
"The entire CP is dead!"
"What happened? How did it come to this?"
"Hundreds of the most elite CP members were killed in an instant. What kind of terrifying power is this?"
"..."
The marines, who had been locked in intense combat, were now utterly shocked, their movements stiffening in disbelief.
"Thud!"
While the marines were in a state of panic, the pirates showed no mercy. The battlefield was a place of rapid and brutal changes.
There was no room for the enemy to catch their breath. Any opening would be exploited with a fatal strike. Some marines, momentarily distracted, were swiftly killed by the pirates who seized the opportunity.
This caused the once-balanced battlefield to tilt in favor of the pirates due to the marines' disarray. In a short time, over a hundred marines were slaughtered. But no one cared about their lives, because a far greater problem now loomed before the marines.
With the CP's dead, the Celestial Dragons were left unprotected. What would happen to their safety? In the face of the ruthless Rocks Pirates, this was undoubtedly a fatal blow.
Without time to think, the marines instinctively retreated and regrouped in the chaos.
"Quick! Fall back to the sacrificial altar!"
"Protect the Celestial Dragons at all costs!"
"Who? Who did this?"
"..."
Protecting the Celestial Dragons was the marines' duty, and this was no empty statement. For the marines who had been indoctrinated with this belief since joining the force, they knew the consequences of the Celestial Dragons' deaths—not only would they perish, but their families might also be implicated.
Thus, protecting the Celestial Dragons had now become their most critical mission.
At the same time, while the marines were in shock, their confusion remained undiminished. Who could possess such immense power to kill the "bodyguards" who were tasked with protecting the Celestial Dragons? And to do so in an instant, claiming the lives of hundreds.
In the next moment, their confusion was answered. Because standing abruptly on the sacrificial altar was a man with a calm expression. But in the eyes of the marines, he was nothing but terror.
"Bo... Bob!"
"It's Bob, the commander of the Rocks Pirates!"
"How did he get here? Weren't the marines' top fighters supposed to handle him?"
"..."
The marines and the powerful figures from Impel Down, upon seeing the man standing on the sacrificial altar, were filled with dread. Even though this man no longer had hair, they recognized him at once—it was Bob.
They knew... Before setting off for the Valley of the Gods, under the strict orders of the high-ranking officers, every soldier was required to familiarize themselves with the main combatants of the Rocks Pirates. Bob, the commander whose bounty was second only to Rocks himself, was their primary focus of observation.
But what truly shocked them was why such a key combatant would appear here.
Although the battle at the Valley of the Gods was essentially a chaotic melee between the two sides, having someone like him among the lower-tier fighters could directly influence the outcome.
On the Navy's side, they needed someone of equal caliber to confront him; otherwise, it would be a massacre among those several tiers below in strength.
However, even as this thought flashed through the minds of the Navy officers, it didn't stop them from advancing toward Bob. Because the safety of the Celestial Dragons had to be protected at all costs.
Among the high-tier combatants, all the Navy forces had already been deployed, and no one else could possibly make it here in time.
So now, it was only them.
Standing in the center of the sacrificial altar, Bob watched as those who were retreating while fending off the pirates' attacks, and let out a cold laugh.
In the next moment, an overwhelmingly terrifying aura, centered on Bob, rapidly spread in all directions. A visible red light enveloped countless people.
Almost instantly, an earth-shattering pressure crushed the retreating Navy soldiers, and even the pirates were not spared. Everyone felt a terrifying force pressing down on them, a suffocating pressure that filled them with fear and dread.
"Boom!!"
Bob's Conqueror's Haki unleashed a violent shockwave.
The immense pressure shot straight into the sky, growing stronger and spreading outward. Those closest to Bob—both pirates and Navy soldiers—felt it most acutely, and they focused all their energy to resist. But it was useless.
Under the overwhelming force, the elite Navy soldiers fell one after another, their eyes rolling back and foam spilling from their mouths.
In an instant, around Bob, only a handful of Navy soldiers and pirates remained, struggling to hold on.
"This is... Conqueror's Haki!"
"So strong, even more powerful than Rocks'!"
These thoughts flashed through the minds of the few remaining Navy soldiers. Having just experienced Rocks' Conqueror's Haki, they were no strangers to this kind of pressure.
The sheer, unrelenting force was still fresh in their memories. But even Rocks' Conqueror's Haki hadn't brought them to this state. And it was still growing stronger.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
As the pinnacle of Conqueror's Haki was unleashed, the ground around them split into countless fissures.
Finally, the last few standing couldn't hold on any longer.
"Thud!!"
Sweat still dripping from their faces, their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed backward. Without Bob even lifting a finger, his sheer presence had already rendered them incapable of fighting.
Around Bob, thousands of people lay sprawled on the ground. It was impossible to tell who was dead and who was merely unconscious, as everyone was drenched in blood.
In the distance, only the rear admirals and vice admirals remained standing. But even they were gritting their teeth, their eyes fixed on Bob atop the sacrificial altar.
Not just them—Garp, Sengoku, Kong, and others also took notice of the situation unfolding here.
Bob Conqueror's Haki instantly became the center of attention!
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