Chapter 402

"Let the Three Imperial Gods demonstrate it to you on the battlefield, Your Highness!"

"I only hope that 'extremely dangerous' uninvited guest isn't too weak... otherwise, it won't be able to display the third great power at all... the divine power symbolizing Susanoo..."

Najenda's gaze lowered slightly.

A grim, cold light flickered in her only remaining eye.

Having been interrupted while talking to Locke, she was clearly not without anger.

Her right hand held the air, the mechanical engine roared, and her five closed mechanical fingers seemed as if they were about to shatter the void.

"Then let us go and see..."

"The strength of that uninvited guest, and what kind of fellow dares to come to our Noxas to run wild!"

Locke looked cold.

Killing intent erupted.

He had never been a soft or cowardly character.

Daring to run wild on his turf?

Then they must have the resolve to pay with their lives!!

Go!!!

Locke gave the order.

Without the slightest hesitation, the group soared into the sky, accelerating as they dashed in the direction Xi'er had pointed out.

They bypassed Sebastian, who had sensed that something was wrong and had come to report the emergency.

Boom—!

Rolling sound waves impacted behind him, and his entire body turned into a sharp sword ascending into the sky.

His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he became a black dot on the horizon.

Surrounded by the Imperial Arm users, they disappeared.

——

Noxas Empire.

Island!

Edge!

Along the coastline.

An array of elite soldiers was deployed along the coast, clad in heavy armor and holding sharp weapons.

Their grim momentum showed at a glance that they were a battle-hardened army.

Their equipment was excellent, flashing with cold light under the sun; they were clearly not the same kind of rabble as the pirates on the sea, and their entire bodies were filled with the radiance of wealth.

Under Esdeath's training, this battle-hardened force should have been considered top-tier in the North Blue; at the very least, when dealing with ordinary pirate crews, a single charge would be enough to rout ninety percent of them.

They were not even a match for a single blow.

The resources poured into them, like mountains of gold and silver, were not for nothing.

However...

This time today!

It was clearly an accident.

A guy with bulging muscles, a burly body covered in large tattoos, and looking like a barbarian from the North, stood on a small boat and stepped out from the crowd.

Heavy Armament Haki condensed on his body.

He was mowing down the soldiers, sweeping through them like a wolf in a flock of sheep.

He had knocked away who knows how many.

Yet he himself hadn't suffered any injuries.

He clearly possessed impressive Observation Haki.

While mowing them down, he hadn't even used his full strength.

Both types of Haki had been cultivated to a very deep level, and his strength was comparable to many elite officers of Emperor-level crews.

And he—

The warship under his feet.

Was merely a vanguard sent out from the massive pirate ship behind him.

The pirate flag was a giant wolf's head.

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It wasn't the image of a bloody starving wolf, but rather one of immense majesty, carrying a hint of holiness; it also had a bit of silvery-white radiance, and the interplay of light and shadow gave it a strong sense of artistry, clearly designed with care.

The entire pirate ship was immensely huge.

It was clear at a glance that it could not be compared to ordinary pirate ships.

The hull even shimmered with a faint silver light, and it didn't look like a paint coating, but rather a color inherent to the wood itself, which was very miraculous; giant wolf reliefs could be seen everywhere on the massive pirate ship, full of artistic sense.

The mast was unexpectedly black, supporting triangular sails that fluttered in the wind; it didn't look like a pirate ship from the North Blue at all.

Or rather.

Even in the North Blue, known as the strongest sea, there was simply no soil to nurture such a powerful pirate crew.

Without a doubt.

——They were outsiders!!

"Captain..."

"That guy Torto has almost smashed those cavalrymen to pieces!"

"Those troops are too weak; they only have the strength of a Marine branch. Is it really necessary for us to bring our pirate ship over and press on the borders?"

"With such a big commotion, do they still have the guts to come out? Those in power are probably scared to death."

"Hahaha..."

Contemptuous and disdainful laughter erupted on the deck.

They burst into uproarious laughter.

In the noisy laughter, there was nothing but disdain and contempt for the country.

This was also their arrogance regarding their own strength.

Who were they?

They were pirates who galloped across the sea!

A mere small country in the North Blue could be destroyed at will; who would take such a thing seriously!

The laughter, ignoring everyone else, was truly contemptuous to the bone.

Amidst the rampant arrogance of the group.

On the deck.

The man at the very front stood silently at the bow, looking into the distance with a straight face.

Compared to the other rampant and arrogant pirates, he seemed somewhat out of place, but no one dared to say anything more.

Absolute strength.

Was the foundation of his maverick nature.

Because!

He—

Was the undisputed strongest of the Shadow Moon Pirate Crew!

A king who had once defeated a Marine Admiral head-on, broken into Marineford alone, and left arrogantly after causing massive destruction.

The strongest Wolf King who single-handedly founded the Shadow Moon Pirate Crew!

The Grim Reaper under the moonlight!

——Fingri!! Six. ===== CHAPTER 404 =====