I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

One after another, figures with vast auras flew out and descended above the palace, further deepening their despair!

"I am Kesi, the progenitor of the demon race," the leading female demon said. "Is the royal family of the Big-Eared Clan present? Do you choose to lead us to the Celestial Dragons' fuel factory, or do you choose to be wiped out and made to find it yourselves?"

"Choose... Prince Tutu of the Big-Eared Tribe gritted his teeth and shouted, "I am Prince Tutu of the Big-Eared Tribe! We surrender! I will take you to the fuel factory, please do not harm my people!"

"His Royal Highness Prince!"

Amidst gasps of surprise, Kesi looked at Tutu, a satisfied smile playing on his lips: "You are very lucky. In this war, the progenitor Helam will not allow us to slaughter indiscriminately... Come on, little prince, take us there."

Tutu quickly led the way.

The Celestial Dragons stationed on Ful were not very powerful, and they quickly fled to a corner of the planet as soon as they discovered the arrival of the demon race.

The demons scattered and pursued them.

The factory was destroyed with ease; amidst the dazzling sparks, all the fuel supplied to the Celestial Dragons' airships was destroyed, and the fuel for the Demon race's airships was fully replenished.

Looking at the towering flames, TuTu felt a complex mix of worry and pleasure.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from nearby: "Oh, even with all our efforts, we're still too late. What a pity."

Cauchy's gaze sharpened, and he turned his head away.

The nearby demons all became wary.

"This guy is..."

"What 'this guy'? You rude demons, your opponent is the great Celestial Dragon candidate, Atresen."

The man wearing the cloak of a divine general was extremely handsome, with his blond hair neatly combed and his tall figure seemingly reflecting light in the firelight.

The silver 'God' character on the cuff, reflecting his handsome smile, was even more dazzling!

The Celestial Dragons' generals are adorned with gold-edged "God" characters, while the candidates for general are distinguished by silver or blue edges, with nine individuals in each category. The silver-edged "God" character on the sleeve signifies that Atresen, standing before him, ranks among the top of the Celestial Dragons' general candidates!

Cauchy frowned deeply.

Atreson, however, looked at Tutu with a relaxed expression and said, "I remember... the Big-Eared Clan are the rulers of this planet, right? Why are you with the Demon Clan?"

A heavy pressure weighed on him, and Tutu swallowed hard.

Suddenly, his bodyguard Alex, who had been by his side, rushed over with Prince Tutu: "Lord Candidate General! We were being threatened by the demons, and we are so grateful for your timely arrival..."

thump—

Atreson tapped Alex's forehead lightly with his index finger and said, "On time? Didn't I tell you I was late? Honestly, don't you know how to buy me a little more time?"

puff--

A bloody hole appeared on Alex's forehead. He looked bewildered and slowly knelt down.

Tutu, standing beside him, trembled and stared wide-eyed: "Uncle Alex..."

Not a single drop of the spurting blood splashed onto Atresen. He maintained his dazzling smile, no longer attacking the Big-Eared Prince, but instead looking at Kosi.

"The progenitor of the demon race, Kesi?"

……

Meanwhile, in the starry sky.

"The progenitor of Cauchy is asking for help?"

"Folstar? It's not far."

"The enemy is Atresen, a Celestial Dragon candidate? Heh heh heh... That's not an easy opponent to deal with, we..."

“Let’s go,” Figo said.

Teach paused, stiffening as he said, "Ancestor Yifu, we're about to reach our first target planet. If we turn back, the fuel... we need to refuel at least..."

"We should have enough fuel. We can replenish it on Flöhr. Nothing is more important than rescuing our people, right, Prince Teach?"

"of course!"

"Go and eliminate that candidate general, Prince Teach, Lord Ifu!"

The surrounding demon race largely agreed with this.

Teach: "..."

"Thief hahaha... That's right, of course we have to go for reinforcements! Turn around, turn around!" Teach sensed that the situation was getting worse and worse.

Chapter 237 The Demon Prince Teach is Too Strong

"Uncle Alexander..."

Prince Tutu of the Big-Eared Tribe, carrying his lifeless guard Alex, was utterly dejected.

As the bodyguard who grew up with him, Alex was not only a bodyguard, but also a respected elder.

In that instant, the Celestial Dragon candidate for God General casually and easily took Uncle Alex's life.

Tutu knew this was a warning because they were cooperating with the demon race, and it was a warning given to them by Atresen, a candidate Celestial Dragon.

They spared the prince's life, only killing Uncle Alex, and might even feel grateful? But... why should they?!

If it were his father, he would surely have matured and chosen to endure and forget at this moment. But as a prince in his early twenties, Tutu simply could not hide the anger and hatred in his heart.

A deafening roar filled the sky.

In battles involving the progenitors of the demon race, the scale of the battle is often suppressed to a certain extent, which is why TuTu can see the details of the battle clearly.

Facing the siege of Kexi and more than ten demons who lit two or three lamps, Celestial Dragon candidate General Atreson acted as if he were playing around, maintaining the demeanor of a noble young master from beginning to end, with his clothes perfectly smooth and his hair neat.

'Go, Demon Race!'

Tutu clenched his fists, a thought that was taboo in the current starry sky popping into his mind.

The elegant young nobleman glanced down, his smile unwavering, and with a casual flick of his sword, he sent a demon to its death.

Another flying boat descended from the sky.

It was a Celestial Dragon's airship reinforcement.

……

"Atresen, a candidate for Celestial Dragon General, is a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit user with the Elegance Fruit. The more elegant his fighting style, the stronger he becomes. However, his brightest light is not from his bloodline. This ability is a way for him to supplement his strength after he has grown up, based on his own preferences."

He is one of the top sword saints in the cosmos, followed by masters of Armament Haki and physical prowess, ranking among the top 9 of the 18 Celestial Dragons' candidate generals.

In the starry sky, as the Teach spaceship turned toward Fel Star, it quickly gathered known information about Atreson through the communication channels within the Demon Race.

Teach laughed loudly: "Hehehe, what a troublesome fellow! The Ancestor's sealing ability can't suppress the Sword Saint's will..."

“It’s alright, suppressing his Armament Haki is enough. If we join forces, plus the original Koshi, we can win,” Figo said.

"And then there are us, the progenitors of Yifu."

"Haha, we might just be the first unit to take down a candidate general!"

Ever since the 'Progenitor of Ibn' demonstrated his powerful judgment, prophetically foreseeing the attack of the Celestial Dragons' Third General and helping them avoid a calamity, the demons on the airship have been particularly convinced of his abilities.

Moreover, their confidence did not come from nowhere. They had long known that the progenitor Yi Fu was originally one of the 13 most powerful progenitors who could lead a team on their own and ignite the three lamps, but he did not lead a team on his own because he accepted Teach's recruitment.

Although Teach is the sixth Demon Child, the youngest in line, he still lit four lamps, so he's not weak. And combined, aside from the three Ancestors personally leading the flying ships, what do they lack?

Their strength is absolutely top-notch!

Figo laughed and said, "That's right. We should be confident when we need to be. Victory belongs to us, and we must firmly believe that."

"Teach, this isn't the time for excessive modesty. You need to step up and take the lead!"

"That's right……"

"Go, Demon Prince!"

"Hahaha..." Teach laughed out loud, but cursed inwardly.

It's not right, it's getting worse and worse.

The progenitor of Yi Fu is different from the previous ones!

what is the problem?

The flying boat sped across the starry sky at full speed. This was the best technological product of the demon race, and its flight speed far exceeded that of ordinary physical kings.

However, given the distance between planets, it is still impossible to reach Ful Star in a short time, and the risk of reinforcements increases with each passing minute.

In situations like these, the demon race, possessing spatial abilities, is needed to step in.

After calibrating their orientation, Teach, Figo, and four other powerful demons on the airship, each with a body flame among their three lamps, gathered together, while a gaunt demon stood in front of them.

"Teach the Demon Prince, the progenitor of Ifu, and four other adults, my ability is ultra-long-range linear teleportation. I will do my best to send the six adults to the direction of Ful Star first. Please do not resist," he said.

“We know,” Figo said. “How far can this teleportation take us?”

"This... I can't be sure. The more powerful the being I teleport, the more energy it will consume for me. I estimate that I can teleport about 17 miles and arrive near the target planet..." the teleportation demon said.

“Let’s be cautious. Don’t underestimate a demon prince’s power just because he’s humble. Let’s teleport the two of us first,” Figo suggested. “If we still have the power, we can teleport a second time. It wouldn’t be a waste, would it?”

"The progenitor Yi Fu was indeed very thoughtful!"

While the demons immediately praised him, Teach's internal alarm bells were already ringing non-stop. He desperately wanted to say no, but he had no reason not to go, so he could only laugh slyly, a sly laugh tinged with bitterness.

This guy, what is he...?

"Ancestor Yi Fu, be careful! We will arrive in our flying boat as quickly as possible!"

Under the eager gazes of the demons, a blue whirlwind-like radiance enveloped the two figures, and then they vanished in a flash.

After doing all this, the teleportation demon collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat, as if it were completely exhausted, and almost fainted.

"Hey, are you alright?" The demon next to him quickly helped him up, exclaiming in surprise, "Ancestor Yi Fu was right, you're exhausted just from teleporting two people?"

The teleporting demon, weak and amazed, exclaimed, "So powerful... I've never... I've never felt like this before... It's simply..."

"Teach the Demon King was indeed being modest?!"

"No, the progenitor Yi Fu must have been very strong as well; it was the combination of the two of them that made them so strong!"

"Teach the Demon Prince is that strong too? We must be the strongest legion besides the three progenitors. A candidate for divine general? We're going to kill him!"

"Quick! Speed ​​up the airship!"

"Yes, don't wait until we arrive at the battlefield to be left to clean up the mess for the two of you!"

……