The Great Voyage Begins with the Celestial Dragons

Luther nodded to Olvia, then led Gion and the remaining fighting force inside.

"Luther Saint, what are you doing?!"

Upon seeing Luther attempting to proceed deeper into the Five Elders' meeting area, Nassshuro Sei rebuked him sharply, his voice clearly tinged with panic.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was almost injured by Mihawk and had to pull his mind back to fighting Mihawk.

"Sizzle!!!"

At the same time, a bolt of lightning flashed by, striking Nassuro Sei, who had just exchanged blows with Mihawk.

"Humph..."

Nasujiro was struck by lightning, let out a muffled groan, and glared angrily at Olvia, who was floating in mid-air.

"We're already too busy taking care of ourselves to pay attention to anything else."

As Olvia spoke with a smile, her hands crackled with lightning, occasionally striking one of the three elders.

While it wasn't fatal, it immediately put all three battlefields at a significant disadvantage.

Pittor blocked the incoming lightning, but was also hit by Zephyr's fist and sent flying backward, crashing into the wall.

In a moment of respite, he gritted his teeth and gazed in the direction Luther had gone, a hint of helplessness in his eyes:

"So he found out about that secret after all...?"

Chapter 375 Breaking Through Defenses

Judicial Island.

“Brubrub…”

The sound of the Den Den Mushi (snail phone) is incredibly noticeable on the intense battlefield, especially in the hands of Satan.

Satan calmly answered the Den Den Mushi, a communication device used to reach the Holy Land. Although the situation wasn't as good as expected, it was still a decent device.

"Hey."

"Satan, I have some bad news for you."

A voice, both playful and aged, came from the other end of the Den Den Mushi, accompanied by what seemed to be a loud noise and the sound of whistling wind.

"Garin, where are you now?"

Satan's expression darkened, and his voice became somewhat urgent.

The sounds coming from the other side were very similar to the sounds around him, clearly indicating that they were on a battlefield.

Furthermore, the dense sounds of swords clashing indicated that the battle was taking place not only on the battlefield, but also that the opponents were still engaged in combat.

But how could that be...?

That's Figarand Garin, the commander of the Knights of God, practically the strongest among the Celestial Dragons, someone who would never leave the Holy Land unless something unexpected happens.

How could someone like that possibly be on the battlefield?

Don't you want to hear it?

Garin said with a smile, looking quite content.

"Garin, I'll repeat myself, where are you right now?"

Satan's voice became even more serious. He had no intention of paying attention to this ill-tempered person. Only by confirming the other party's location could he completely put his mind at ease.

"Me? Of course I'm in the Holy Land, but right now I can't even get through the gates of the government center."

On the other side, Garin didn't hide anything either, reporting to his superior with a playful tone.

"What? You're in the Holy Land? Who are you?! What is Saint Luther doing?"

Satan abruptly stood up from his seat, completely losing the composure he had shown when facing Whitebeard.

He never expected that something would happen at the Holy Land.

When Satan suddenly stood up with a look of surprise on his face, everyone present sensed that something was wrong. Morgans' excitement was even greater; he had truly smelled a big news story.

After a crisp clash of swords, Garin's words, tinged with emotion, rang out once more.

"Does it matter who it is now? Satan, the aura of Vochuli has vanished."

Boom! ! !

With a dull thud as the cane struck the ground, the trial bench collapsed under everyone's watchful eyes, smashed down by Satan's wooden staff.

"Vocli...has he fallen?"

At this moment, Satan's face was extremely pale.

Not long ago, Saint Maz fell, and now Saint Vochuli has also fallen. He already sensed something was wrong.

Buzz!

Suddenly, in the far distance of Enies Lobby, a red cloud rose into the sky.

Like a volcanic eruption, a golden pillar of fire rose into the sky, appearing to shake the heavens and the earth from their perspective.

Everyone present stopped what they were doing and gazed solemnly at the magnificent scene in the distance.

If it were just an ordinary disaster, they wouldn't even notice it.

But the place where the pillar of fire is rising is above the Red Line, where the Holy Land of Mary Geoise is located.

Enies Lobby is about half a day's distance from the Red Line. The fact that you can see the situation there from here shows that the situation in the Holy Land has deteriorated to an extreme degree.

"Damn it... Luther Saint!!!!"

Satan let out a roar, his face contorted with rage as he stared intently in the direction of the Holy Land.

He personally delivered the Golden Crow Fruit, so how could he not know what happened there?

Launching an attack of this magnitude in the Holy Land is simply not a way to fight an enemy.

It could even be said that in the Holy Land today, there is only one person who is worth such a price from the other party.

"boom!!!"

As Satan roared incompetence, some people below began to move first.

Sakazuki, Kizaru, Yamato, and Ace suddenly attacked, pulling their opponents back to reality. However, because they were distracted by the Holy Land and the actions of Satan, they were temporarily at a disadvantage.

"Now's the time!"

At the same time that Satan lost his composure, Sabo was freed from restraint due to the collapse of the trial bench.

Sanji seized the opportunity and immediately freed Luffy from his restraints.

They weren't just there to watch the show; Luther had also given them instructions to stir up trouble and do some things.

"Sabo, I'm here to save you!"

Luffy felt his restraints broken and, overjoyed, charged toward Sabo.

Upon seeing this, Satan, who had some free time, completely ignored it, merely glancing at it before turning his attention back to the Den Den Mushi.

Compared to executing Sabo and the people before him, the Holy Land was more worthy of his attention.

"Gurarararar, it seems something big has happened!"

Whitebeard, who was closest, let out a hearty laugh, as he began to switch from offense to defense because of Sabo's escape.

"Everything is going according to plan, Whitebeard!"

Ace chuckled, his twin swords flashing as he charged toward Whitebeard.

In just a few minutes of fighting, his suit was torn to shreds, revealing his strong, muscular physique.

Reaching the rank of general at the age of 20 is enough to surpass the vast majority of people.

Even so, it was no match for the furious Whitebeard.

However, although he knew he was no match for Whitebeard, being able to fight Whitebeard to a temporary standstill was already considered an achievement.

"Ugh, what an annoying brat."

Whitebeard snorted softly, and the Murakumogiri in his hand fell mercilessly.

Taking down Ace wouldn't be difficult for him, but taking him down in a short time would be extremely difficult.

Even if Ace was weaker than him, he could easily fight him for a day.

How could he not know the other party's true objective?

From the beginning, the World Government had little interest in Sabo himself; their aim was simply to lure him, Dragon, and Rayleigh into the fold.

But it was precisely because they came that they had already decided to risk their lives.

"Kid, I do have a question."

"Excuse me!"

After the two clashed swords, Ace smiled and said...

"Where is Shakky?" the white-bearded man asked in a deep voice.

Shakky is Rayleigh's confidante, and the reason he came. She should have been judged today, but now there's not even a trace of her.

"That woman... based on the crimes she committed, the verdict was..."

"death penalty!"

boom! ! !

Ace blocked Whitebeard's arm with his twin swords, but even with Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit fully activated, a trickle of blood still spilled from the corner of his mouth.

However, due to this all-out attack, Whitebeard's condition was not good either, and blood was also flowing from his nostrils, staining his unique crescent-shaped white beard red.

"Is this really a good idea? The Tremor-Tremor Fruit is a fruit that hurts both the user and the enemy. If you want to kill your enemy, you also have to bear the damage caused by the tremors. With your old body, you won't be able to withstand it first, will you?"

Ace wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and calmly chuckled.

He was a disciple of Luther, so there was no pity or kindness in him whatsoever.

He was already burdened with a deep-seated blood feud and was prepared to fight against the world.