One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 164: One Strike Clears the Area!

Under the oppressive pressure of Lox's palpable killing intent, time passed incredibly slowly, each second feeling like walking on a knife's edge.

The members of the Knights of God, these executioners who were usually high and mighty and looked down on mortals, were now being deprived of even the right to breathe.

Cold sweat soaked through their armor, trickling down their cheeks and dripping onto the blood-stained ground.

Fear has its limits.

When this pressure exceeds a certain critical point, the string of reason will snap.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Finally, one of the knights lost his nerve.

His pupils dilated completely.

"ah--!!!"

A scream that seemed inhuman, a mixture of collapse and madness, ripped through the deathly silence.

The knight threw down his sword, covered his head with his hands, and turned to run away like a madman, tumbling and crawling.

He just wanted to leave this hellish battlefield that made his very soul tremble.

This action is like throwing a stone into stagnant water.

The remaining knights also woke up from their nightmares, their survival instincts overriding everything else, and they all prepared to flee.

Rocks didn't even look at the deserter.

His gaze remained level ahead, as if he were looking at a boring landscape.

But a hint of impatience finally appeared on his arrogant face.

His lips moved, but the sound was so soft that only the wind could hear it.

"It's so noisy."

The moment the words fell.

His right hand moved.

The hand that was pressing on the hilt of the knife suddenly exerted force at a speed that was impossible for the naked eye to perceive.

Clang—!

A clear dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

No one could see his movements clearly.

Whether it was the fleeing knight, the retreating Garin Saint, or Chen Ye watching from afar, they all only saw a single beam of light.

A thin, pure black thread that sliced ​​through space.

The black line started from Rocks, stretched across the entire battlefield, and flashed by.

then.

All things return to stillness.

"Click."

A soft sound.

Rocks had already sheathed his sword, and lowered his right hand from the hilt, in the same posture as before he drew it.

It seems he didn't do anything.

The entire battlefield fell into an absolute, deathly silence that lasted for a full second.

The knight, who was running for his life, froze in place, one foot raised, not yet touching the ground.

All the other knights who had just turned around were frozen in various strange poses, completely motionless.

one second.

Just one second.

One second later!

The change began with the knight who was the first to flee.

A thin, straight, and neat line of blood, as if it were a work of art, appeared on his waist.

Then, the same bloodline bloomed simultaneously on the waists of all the remaining members of the Knights of God.

There were no screams.

There was no struggle.

There wasn't even a pained expression on his face.

Their upper bodies, following that fatal line of blood, slowly slid to the side.

thump.

thump.

A series of dull thuds echoed as the planes landed.

Only when their upper and lower bodies were completely separated and they crashed onto the blood-soaked ground did the towering blood mist suddenly burst open from their severed lower bodies.

A knife.

Just one cut.

All the elite knights of God, whom the Celestial Dragons and the World Government were so proud of, were instantly wiped out at this moment.

Clearance.

carry out.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Locke never once glanced at the scattered pieces of flesh.

In his eyes, these so-called elites were no different from the pebbles on the roadside.

He strode forward, his steps steady and powerful, stepping over the wreckage and toward the only enemy still standing.

Figarand Garin, who had just gotten up from the ground, was looking dazed.

Garin watched helplessly as all his men were cut in half at the waist before his eyes. The impact of that moment completely shattered the last shred of dignity he had left.

He felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to his head.

"No...don't come any closer..."

He managed a weak moan, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

He was afraid.

He was really scared.

Immediately, this high-ranking Celestial Dragon nobleman, the commander-in-chief of the Knights of God, frantically tried to escape the approaching god of death by digging his hands and feet into the ground.

He had barely climbed two steps.

A shadow fell over his entire body.

Lox appeared before him without warning, blocking his path.

Garin looked up in horror, meeting Locke's eyes, which held a mixture of mockery and cruelty.

"Still trying to run?"

Lox grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Before he could finish speaking, he didn't even bother to draw his sword.

He swung his hand back.

With his ancient and heavy scabbard, accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, he slammed it hard into Garin's chest.

"Bang—!"

Another dull, loud bang.

The scabbard struck precisely at Garin Sei's chest, where the fist imprint from Chen Ye's punch had just appeared and was still healing.

"Snap... Snap snap..."

A series of rapid cracking sounds rang out again, even crisper and more complete than before.

Garin's chest caved in deeply in an even more terrifying arc.

"Puwah—!"

He was sent flying backward again, leaving a deep trench in the ground.

But this is only the beginning.

Rocks took a step forward, and his figure disappeared again.

The next instant, he appeared beside Garin, who had rolled and fallen to the ground.

Hand up, knife down.

This time, it's the real blade.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Garin let out a piercing scream.

A cold light flashed, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Rocks' movements were incredibly fast; in a mere second, he had chopped Garin Saint's limbs and body into pieces, scattering them all over the ground.

Even so, thanks to the immortality granted to him by Im, Garin Saint's severed head remained alive, his eyes fixed on Rocks with venomous hatred.

"You...you just wait...that lord...that lord will absolutely not let you go!"

With his last breath, he uttered the most vicious curse.

"Oh? You dare bark like a dog?"

Lox's eyes turned icy cold instantly, and he lifted his foot without the slightest hesitation.

"Bang!"

He stomped hard on Garin Sei's face, which he considered handsome.

The immense force caused Garin Sei's cheek to make intimate contact with the hard ground, instantly deforming it and leaving it a bloody mess.

"Weren't you pretty arrogant when you were chasing me?"

Rocks's feet pounded down hard, his voice filled with pleasure and savagery.

"You're so arrogant! Why aren't you arrogant anymore?!"

Damn it, I've been putting up with you for ages!

Bang!Bang!Bang!

He stomped on the ground several more times, each stomp causing the earth to tremble.

Finally, he exerted force with his feet.

"Pfft!"

He forcefully stomped Galin's head, now filled with nothing but resentment, into the mud.

The world is finally at peace.

After doing all this, Locke casually clapped his hands as if brushing off disgusting dust.

He turned around, and the terrifying killing intent vanished instantly.

He stepped forward and walked towards the man who remained standing in the same spot, wearing a pure white mask.

His gaze finally fell on his clansmen, whose golden light had dissipated, whose black aura had completely vanished, and who were slowly returning to human form.

For the first time, Lox's arrogant brows furrowed tightly.

He stopped in front of Chen Ye, his voice carrying a hint of seriousness and urgency that he himself was unaware of.

"brother."

"My dad and the others... what... what exactly happened?"