SWDnovel Chapter 402: The Humble Saint Satan!
Chapter 402: The Humble Saint Satan!
The smoke of battle has not yet cleared.
Above the ruins.
The steel behemoth that had been sleeping for eight hundred years did not stop.
crunch--
The massive metal joints emitted a screeching sound as countless rusty gears meshed together, spewing out blinding sparks.
Its red eyes did not look at Satan Saint.
It stared intently at the sky.
Which figure?
Im.
"Joey...Boy...the enemy..."
A mechanical growl emanated from the loudspeaker, carrying a persistent determination that transcends time and space.
The sound didn't sound like human language.
It's more like a lost ancient code, creating visible ripples in the air.
There was no warning.
There was no power buildup.
The ancient robot's massive body moved again.
boom!
The ground beneath their feet collapsed again, sending rubble flying into the sky.
Like a moving iron mountain, it once again adopted an attack stance with an indomitable momentum.
The iron fist that had just blasted away the Five Elders was now accumulating even more terrifying energy, causing the surrounding air to distort and crackle at high temperatures.
"Amazing! Robot uncle!"
Luffy, perched on the robot's shoulder, gripped the metal protrusions with both hands, looking as excited as a monkey. In his Gear 5 Nikka form, his white hair danced wildly, and his maniacal laughter echoed across the battlefield.
"Hehehe! That's it! Beat that gloomy guy to a pulp! Smash him until he's crawling on the ground!"
Luffy's laughter rang out.
The robot's red light became brighter.
It received the heartbeat of the "Drum of Liberation".
The movements are no longer stiff.
It even had the rhythm of a martial artist.
This big guy is a friend, not an enemy!
The despairing atmosphere of the battlefield was forcibly torn open by this steel behemoth.
"Gurara la la!"
A hearty laugh pierced through the noise.
The white-bearded man spun the "Murakumogiri" in the air, and a gust of wind swept away the dust.
He watched the ancient robot rushing towards Im, his admiration undisguised.
"Looks like even this ancient relic from eight hundred years ago can't stand the way these guys at the World Government are acting! This ocean truly never lacks surprises!"
Everyone thought a great battle was imminent.
An unexpected scene unfolded.
In the ruins.
Satan is pulling his body out of the soil.
His once-proud carapace was now covered in cracks, and dark green blood dripped from his broken spider legs, making a sizzling sound as it corroded on the ground.
All the internal organs have shifted.
The pain was excruciating.
But he ignored the excruciating pain in his body.
He raised his head, his cloudy eyes looking neither at the robot nor at the group of pirates who were mocking him.
He turned his back to the enemy.
He turned around shakily.
Look up at the sky.
Look at Im.
The fear in his eyes instantly overshadowed all the pain.
That's servility ingrained in your bones.
"Sir...sir..."
The entire room fell silent.
This scientific defense god, who usually looked down on all living beings as ants, voluntarily disengaged from some of his combat stance.
The enormous spider's body rapidly shrank.
Pfft!
A muffled thud.
Ignoring the powerful enemies around him, Satan knelt heavily in the direction of Im.
His head was buried deep in the dust.
His hands gripped the crack in the ground tightly.
His whole body was shaking like a leaf.
"Please...please forgive me, sir!!"
The heart-wrenching pleas plunged the battlefield into a deathly silence.
The surrounding vice admirals were stunned.
Something broke.
The Five Elders represent the pinnacle of world power, god-like beings.
just now.
This Satan Saint, who symbolizes the face of the world government, is like a stray dog with a broken spine, kneeling and begging for mercy in front of the whole world.
"This...this is the Five Elders?"
A naval rear admiral's knife clattered to the ground, his face as white as paper, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Even when facing the Four Emperors, Lord Satan has never backed down... Why...?"
Lieutenant General Onigumo gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead; he couldn't understand it.
Satan Saint couldn't care less about anything else.
In his world, only the "gods" in the sky remained.
die?
Death is liberation.
That monster, who lived for eight hundred years, could extract a person's soul and torment them in the endless void for ten thousand years.
Im put him in charge of the robots.
He failed.
He also lied.
This is deceiving the emperor.
capital offense.
"I...I didn't dispose of the ancient robot without telling you..."
Satan's voice trembled violently as he spoke rapidly, as if afraid that a second's delay would mean certain death. He kowtowed and shouted, his forehead slamming against the hard rock, his face smeared with blood and mud.
"We were thinking of having Vegapunk study it... to see if it could be used by us..."
He raised his blood-stained face and looked at Im in a panic, trying to catch a glimpse of forgiveness from beneath that cold mask.
"After all... after all, this guy's strength is comparable to that of a God Knight... I was thinking... I was thinking that this could increase our combat power... and help us clear obstacles for you..."
Im was still floating in mid-air.
Not a single finger was moved.
Those twin eyes looked down at the Saint Satan beneath his feet.
There was no anger.
No mercy.
Imagine a person looking at an insect struggling desperately at their feet.
This kind of gaze is more terrifying than any roar.
The air freezes.
The immense pressure nearly suffocated him.
"I am guilty! I am guilty!"
Satan Saint banged his head heavily on the ground again, his voice now trembling with sobs.
"But who could have imagined... even a genius like Vegapunk couldn't handle this guy! Vegapunk's research report at the time said that this guy was dead! Utterly dead! Just an empty shell without any power!"
If it weren't for that bastard scientist's misjudgment!
If it weren't for my own greed for the power of this ancient weapon!
How did things come to this?!
"Who knew he'd suddenly come back to life today! And he was awakened by Joy Boy's power!"
Satan Saint lay limp on the ground like a lump of mud, his voice mournful.
"I deserve to die! Please, Lord Im, spare my life! Give me another chance... I'll definitely tear it apart with my own hands!!"
The sound was so jarring on the battlefield of Eghad.
Not far away, Roger carried his famous sword "Ace" on his shoulder.
"laugh--"
He made no attempt to hide his mockery, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Are these the lackeys of the 'god' who rules the world? How ugly!"
He turned and shouted at Rayleigh beside him.
"Rayle, did you see that clearly? This is the true face of those guys who call themselves 'descendants of the Creator.' In the face of true power, they are more afraid of death than anyone else, and more despicable than anyone else."
Rayleigh pushed up his glasses, a cold glint flashing on the lenses, and the longsword in his hand trembled slightly.
"Ah, that's truly an eye-opener. Even the lowest of the low among pirates wouldn't show such a groveling, fawning attitude when facing their captain."
On the other side, Lox reacted more directly.
"Pooh!"
Lox spat on the ground, his face full of contempt and disgust. A violent dark aura surged from his body, as if it would devour even the light around him.
"What a disgraceful thing, it doesn't even have the backbone to be a dog."
His ambitious eyes were fixed on Saint Satan, then looked at Im in the air, and he let out a strange laugh.
"Heh heh heh heh! Im, is this the pack of dogs you've raised? Eight hundred years, and this is all the useless trash you've produced? Looks like you've been sitting on the throne of the world's king for too long; your brain's rusted!"
Im ignored the clamor of these "ants".
Her attention didn't linger on Satan Saint for even a second longer.
Junzi's cold lips moved.
The overlapping, emotionless voice clearly penetrated into the minds of everyone present.
"You disobeyed my orders and didn't deal with this robot. M is very angry."