One Piece: The Celestial Dragons' Self-Cultivation

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"But before that..."

"Be careful!"

Bello Betty grinned:

"Don't worry, Chief, I'm fine."

Long nodded, his gaze sweeping over the others:

"Lindbergh, the control room is yours."

"Mori, make sure the passage is clear."

"Crow, interfere with their communications."

"Ivan, prepare to receive the freed slaves."

Seeing this, Horn slashed with his sword, unleashing a sword aura that swept across the revolutionary army with overwhelming force:

"You want to divide your forces?"

"You bunch of scum, don't underestimate the Admirals!"

Without another word, the dragon smashed the incoming sword energy with a punch and shouted:

In an instant, the revolutionary army dispersed like a tide.

Betty's flag flew high as she faced Horn alone, her eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"Come on, old man, let me see just how hard your iron wall really is!"

Chapter 103 Garin, you're going too far.

Horn's greatsword came crashing down, and Betty dodged to the side, leaving a deep crack in the ground.

Although she looked somewhat disheveled, Bello Betty laughed loudly:

"Is this all the admiral is capable of?"

Horn's anger intensified, and he slashed at Betty again and again.

Betty, however, was exceptionally agile, dodging and blocking attacks to neutralize Horn's attacks.

There is nothing we can do about it.

Can you guess why his codename is "Iron Wall"?

If Hawkeye's swordsmanship is about relentless offense, then Ironwall's swordsmanship is about impenetrable defense.

In other words, he is a general who excels in defense but lacks in offense.

Horn was present when Rocks killed the Admiral in Mary Geoise.

That scene had a tremendous psychological impact on Horn, who was still developing at the time.

He never imagined that a powerful figure like a naval admiral could be so easily killed.

Since then, Horn's swordsmanship has become more defensive.

With his highly defensive swordsmanship, Horn's strength, even if it didn't reach the level of the future Signal Lamp trio, was still considerable.

But even those stronger than him would find it difficult to defeat him.

Meanwhile, Lindbergh had already led his team toward the control room. Mori's Push-Push Fruit ability made the ground undulate like waves, clearing a path for his teammates.

The crow's coal-shaped fruits transformed into pitch-black smoke, enveloping the entire port and cutting off all communication signals.

The dragon stood high above, calmly observing the battle.

His voice remained clear amidst the chaos:

"Remember, our goal is liberation!"

"Free the slaves! Liberate the world!"

Horn's roar echoed through the harbor:

"You won't succeed!"

The remaining garrison at Red Harbor was no match for the revolutionary army.

Ironwall, alone and with Bello Beatty holding him back, could only watch helplessly as the main revolutionary army took control of the elevator.

Soon, the steel platform of the elevator arrived at the edge of the red earth continent amidst violent shaking.

The dragon's robes were billowed by the heatwave, revealing a burning inferno before him; Mary Geoise had descended into utter chaos.

White stone pillars leaned precariously, gold leaf decorations in the noble quarter curled in the fire, and thousands of slaves fled through the streets like a flood breaking its banks…

Despite witnessing all this, his expression beneath the dragon hood remained unchanged.

He gave the order in a deep voice:

"Lindberg, hold the elevator."

The diminutive Lindbergh patted the pulse cannon:

"I guarantee that every time, the elevator will be filled to capacity."

Mori had already activated his power, and the ground surged like ocean waves.

A ten-meter-wide passageway leads directly from the most crowded area to the elevator, with stone slabs automatically transporting the weak slaves like a conveyor belt.

A mother from the Long Arm tribe, holding her baby, fell onto the moving ground, and the passage immediately rose up to form a protective recess.

The crow's clone was patrolling the sky when suddenly it let out a steady warning:

"The guardians of the Holy Land have arrived, from the southwest."

The cawing of crows was accompanied by bursts of coal smoke.

Twenty guards wielding long spears crashed through the burning curtain, but lost their way in the black fog.

Ivankov's deathly gaze pierced through the smoke, blasting them all away.

The dragon's robe swept across the chains scattered on the ground. Three giant slaves wearing explosive collars rushed over, and paused for a moment when they saw the revolutionary army.

"Give me the collar."

The dragon's fingers swept across the metal ring, and his advanced use of Armament Haki instantly destroyed the explosive device inside the collar:

"Go to the elevator; they need strong men to carry the injured."

His voice carried a convincing calmness, and the three giants unconsciously began to act according to the dragon's instructions.

Suddenly, a loud crash came from the northwest as buildings collapsed.

What followed was an incredibly powerful shockwave.

A strong wind billowed the dragon's robes, and his eyes narrowed:

"It's the aftershock of the clash between Conqueror's Haki; there are top-tier experts fighting over there."

Mary Geoise is now in complete chaos, with the constantly colliding air currents severely interfering with Observation Haki perception.

Not to mention the Revolutionary Army, even Black, who was still watching the show in the manor, was still affected by the interference, and his range was greatly reduced, despite his extremely high level of Observation Haki.

The crow's clone flew into the sky again, looking in the direction of the battle.

Although the specific details are unclear, the approximate location can be determined:

"Five kilometers away, that seems to be..."

"Fishman Tiger?"

"Keep pushing forward."

Long gave the order in a deep voice, then turned and said:

“Mr. Raleigh…”

He was slightly taken aback; Rayleigh's figure had already disappeared without him noticing.

With a somewhat helpless sigh, the dragon stomped on the iron plaque on the ground engraved with the hoof of the Sky-Soaring Dragon:

"Ivan, inject the exhausted slaves with stimulant hormones. Make sure they can successfully reach the elevator."

As the team broke through the third burning plaza, Betty's slightly flustered voice came through the communicator:

"I can't hold it any longer."

Even if Iron Wall's swordsmanship is not suitable for offense, he is still a naval admiral.

Betty is only in her early twenties and is far from her peak.

Furthermore, considering that her Devil Fruit ability requires teammates to fully unleash its power, the fact that she was able to delay the situation for so long can be considered an unexpected bonus.

Raven watched as Lindbergh carried the three hundredth survivor towards the elevator and immediately pressed the communication button:

"Hold on, Betty. The elevator is on, and your reinforcements will be here soon."

Long suddenly raised his hand, and everyone behind him stopped.

Ahead of them, a group of figures dressed in white suits with dark ties and strange masks were blocking their way.

“CP0…”

The dragon whispered their identities.

He knew that the real battle was about to begin.

Unlike the previous Holy Land guards, the people in front of them were the true elites carefully selected by the World Government.

However, since the Revolutionary Army dared to come, they must have already planned to confront CP0.

Long was very confident in his group of senior officers and believed that defeating them would not be difficult.

Just then, another loud bang was heard.

This collision occurred closer to the location of the revolutionary army, and the impact shattered nearby burning buildings.

Seeing this, the dragon no longer hesitated and immediately gave the order:

"Quick! Take care of them!"

"Christopher, are you determined to make things difficult for me?!"

Garin's frustration grew as several attacks failed to take down Christopher and Tiger.

Christopher landed on the ground, his long sword pointing diagonally:

"Garin, you guys are all too extreme."

"We can clearly develop this world with better means; intelligent races should be equal."

Garin nodded slightly; he had lost interest in arguing with Christopher.

"In that case, I won't be polite."

As soon as he finished speaking, a purplish-black light shone on the ground beside him, forming a strange magic circle.

Chapter 104 Christopher's Preparations

The members of the Knights of God emerged from the light and appeared behind Garin.

Did you think I wasn't prepared?

Christopher sneered.

Behind him, a group of armored warriors were gathering.

These people are composed of various races—

Long-legged race, long-armed race, giant race, fur race, fish-man race...

There are even more humans.

They were all slaves that Christopher had rescued over the years.

In fact, Christopher saved far more slaves than just these.

He simply selected those with fighting talent and fighting spirit, nurturing them into powerful individuals capable of standing alone.

In one-on-one combat, this group of private soldiers was no match for the Knights of God.