bookbashuk Chapter 210 Rocks goes completely mad after his wife and children are utterly humiliated by the Cele
Chapter 210 Rocks goes completely mad after his wife and children are utterly humiliated by the Cele
Chapter 210 Rocks goes completely mad after his wife and children are utterly humiliated by the Celestial Dragons! Kill! Kill! Kill!
However, Rocks ultimately underestimated the power of the "gods" who had ruled the world for eight hundred years. It was this underestimation that led to Rocks' wife and son, and even the peony he had long coveted, falling into the hands of the Celestial Dragons.
"Captain—it's Skynet!" Black Crow knelt on the ground, trembling. "Those old monsters, the Five Elders, they somehow extracted the blood sample you left in the Holy Land back then. They used fragments of ancient weapons unique to the Valley of the Gods to launch a global bloodline isotope detection! Even though Lady Peony used a magnetic field to shield her life signals, that bloodline tremor originating from the deepest part of the Will of D was as dazzling as the sun in the night on the Celestial Dragons' monitoring devices!"
This means that from the very beginning, it was a devastating blow. The Celestial Dragon Korin didn't stumble upon it by chance; he wielded the "Sword of Divine Punishment" and precisely struck Rocks's weak point.
"This is a seashell that I risked my life to bring out. Inside are detailed details of how several of you were taken away by the Celestial Dragons." Black Crow's heart was heavy as he felt a terrifying gaze upon him.
Once the video shell's content is played, the man in front of me will probably go crazy.
"Release!" Lockes said calmly, but the armrest of the chair under his hand turned to dust and fell to the ground without him noticing, proving that his calm mood was not what he appeared to be, but was merely a forced suppression.
"Yes."
Click~
The video shell began to play, and an image appeared in front of Lockes. All that could be heard was the howling of the wind, accompanied by the dull thud of a whip striking flesh. Every byte coming from it was like a red-hot blade repeatedly cutting through the deathly silence of the hall.
"Run? Keep running, you wretched woman." Garin's voice had a morbid magnetism, as if he wasn't conducting a bloody hunt, but rather pruning dead branches and leaves in his own backyard.
The most secluded "Moon Altar" in the new world, which should have been a sanctuary from strife, has now become a battlefield.
Rocks' wife, the gentle woman whom pirates secretly called "the moon over the sea," is now experiencing the greatest humiliation she has ever felt in her life.
Four jet-black, cold seastone spears pierced her in a cross shape. The life-suppressing properties of seastone prevented her, as a power user, from even maintaining her self-healing ability. She could only watch helplessly as blood dripped down her pure white dress, gathering into a dark red stream on the ancient altar runes.
Garin Saint moved gracefully, his white cloak dragging through the pool of blood without being stained by a speck of dust. He extended his gloved hand and, with the "Griffin" sword, a symbol of absolute authority, slowly lifted the lady's chin.
"Tsk tsk, truly astonishing resilience." Garin Sheng leaned down, his nose almost touching the lady's face, his deep eyes showing no pity, only disgust as if he were looking at a cockroach.
"Lox D. Giebeck, that bastard who dared to defy the heavens, actually hoarded such an elegant artifact in the mortal realm? He dared to dream of establishing an empire, of being equal to others, and even fathered this cub with the filthy blood of D.—this in itself is the greatest blasphemy against the gods!"
He abruptly drew back his sword and delivered a heavy slap across the face.
"Snapped!"
The crisp sound of flesh colliding echoed in the empty altar. The lady's face was slapped to one side by the tremendous force, and a few strands of hair stuck to the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth. However, Garin Saint seemed to find it dirty and took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom to carefully wipe his gloves.
"Look at you now, that pathetic, begging expression—that's what a pirate remnant should look like. To be taken to the Valley of the Gods and offered as a sacrifice before the Celestial Dragons' altar for their entertainment—that will be the most glorious moment of your lowly life, hahahaha!"
"Stop—come at me if you have a problem—let go of Teach—" The lady's voice was weak as a whisper, but when she mentioned her son's name, it burst forth with a heartbreaking plea.
However, what the Celestial Dragons enjoy most is the wailing of those who have broken the backs of the strong.
Galin waved his hand listlessly, and two burly, masked guards of the Order of the Gods stepped forward. They completely ignored the lady's cries and grabbed Teach, who was hiding in the shadows of the altar, like a chick being led to slaughter.
At the time, Teach was just a child under ten years old. His face, which was slightly honest and even a little timid, was now filled with extreme fear and anger.
"Let go of my mother! You bad people!"
Teach struggled frantically in the hands of his bodyguards, and for the first time in this desperate situation, the ferocious bloodline etched into his bones, belonging to Rocks D. Gibbek, revealed its sharp fangs.
The moment it was brought in front of Garin Sheng, the young beast suddenly unleashed astonishing brute force. It twisted its body violently, opened its mouth, and bit down hard on Garin Sheng's expensive red-soled boots, which were covered in gold powder!
It was a bite, skin and all, with a kind of desperate, mad urge to tear a piece of flesh from God.
"You beast!! How dare you defile God's sacred armor with your lowly teeth?!"
Garin's face twisted instantly. For a Celestial Dragon who considered himself a god, having his boots torn apart by the offspring of a pirate was more painful than killing them. He let out a violent roar, and with a sudden burst of power, the toe of his boot, covered in advanced Armament Haki, slammed heavily into Teach's small chest.
boom----
Teach flew straight for dozens of meters like a kite with a broken string, crashing into two stone pillars before finally coming to a stop. The crisp sound of breaking ribs reached Rocks' ears through the recording device; it was a teeth-grinding, muffled sound of bones shattering inch by inch.
"Cough—cough cough—"
Teach lay sprawled in the rubble, vomiting mouthfuls of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. His eyes began to glaze over, but deep within his dark pupils flickered a strange light, a mixture of ambition and hatred. He didn't cry out, but stared intently at Garin Saint, as if trying to memorize every nauseating whiff of the man.
Galin walked slowly to Teach, stepped on the child's broken hand, and crushed it hard.
"A very interesting look in his eyes, that indomitable wildness, exactly like that madman Rocks." Garin Saint turned his head and laughed wildly at the lady nailed to the stone pillar. "Want to save him? Don't rush, I've changed my mind. Killing you is too lenient. I'll lock this little bastard in the deepest part of the Valley of the Gods, in the Lair of Ten Thousand Demons," where thousands of starving slaves and wild dogs are imprisoned.
He bent down and whispered to Teach in a chillingly gentle tone, "I will let you watch as your mother becomes a plaything of the gods, and you will survive each day on a piece of rotten flesh they offer. And if you are hungry enough, I will even cut off a piece of your mother's flesh and feed it to you myself—I want to see how many days the bloodline of Lox can endure in this inhuman hell?"
"You—a demon in human skin—"
Before the lady could finish her curse, her mouth was gagged by her men, and the video shell screen slowly shut down, leaving only the scraping sound of a heavy object being dragged and Garin Sei's deafening, completely out-of-control laughter at the end.
The light from the video shell went out, but the intense stench of blood and the extreme humiliation it evoked transformed into visible black and red lightning bolts throughout the hall.
Rocks remained silent, a silence more terrifying than any roar. He thought of his wife, the woman who had bandaged his wounds after countless bloody nights; he thought of Teach, the heir he had placed his hopes on, the one who would take over the world in the future.
Most importantly, he thought of the peony, the flower he hadn't yet had a chance to "pick".
If even his own wife and children were being trampled on like this, then what kind of torment was Peony, this incomparably beautiful woman, enduring in the hands of Garin? The extreme possessiveness and the rage caused by the Celestial Dragon's dirty hands interfering completely destroyed Rocks' last shred of reason.
"Garin Saint? The Figarando family?!"
When those two words were forced from his throat, they echoed with overlapping sounds, like the simultaneous roar of a thousand demons from the depths of hell. Each syllable transformed into a tangible sound wave, shattering all the remaining glazed tiles and stone pillars in the hall.
Lox's originally broad back seemed to swell up at that moment, and he suddenly raised his head.
In that instant, the previously dimly lit hall seemed to fall into an absolute vacuum. All light, air, and sound seemed to be completely swallowed up by his eyes. The whites of his eyes had disappeared, replaced by two dark red blobs, like thick blood burning fiercely in the darkness. It was a phenomenon where Conqueror's Haki had reached a "non-human" level, even enough to distort the laws of reality.
What overflowed from the corners of his eyes was no longer tears, but a dark purple smoke with a strong corrosive effect. The moment this smoke touched the ground, the hard bluestone slabs hissed and were instantly corroded, creating bottomless pits.
"boom--!!!"
A deep red shockwave exploded instantly in a ring shape centered on Rocks!
The intelligence agent Black Crow, who was the first to be hit, didn't even have time to scream before he was blown away by the terrifying gust of wind like a piece of paper with its string cut, and crashed heavily into the riddled wall.
Immediately afterwards, the entire castle's dome was ripped off by the shockwave, and countless boulders flew into the sky, only to be crushed into primitive atomic dust by the overwhelming pressure halfway through their flight.
hum!hum!hum!
As Rocks' emotions completely spiraled out of control, the entire Beehive Island began to tremble violently. The next scene was exactly the same as when the pirates suddenly sensed Rocks' extreme rage earlier, and this moment was a perfect continuation of that moment.
It was midday, the sun was shining brightly, but in that instant, the entire sky seemed to have been brutally wiped away by a bloody hand that blotted out the sun. Daylight instantly turned into eternal night, and a thick, dark red layer of clouds covered the sea area for hundreds of miles around.
Deep within the clouds, the lightning was no longer ordinary, but countless jet-black, dragon-like streaks of "Overlord-colored Residual Lightning" crisscrossing wildly. Each strike created a terrifying vortex a kilometer in diameter on the sea surface.
"What is this?!" A pirate captain with a bounty of 300 million looked up in horror. He found his sword trembling violently at his waist, as if submitting to the man on the throne. The next second, he felt his heart being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand. His breath caught in his throat, his vision went black, and the aftershocks of the shockwave shattered his will, causing him to fall straight to the ground.
Not only him, but all ten thousand pirates on Beehive Island rolled their eyes in unison at that moment. Even those notorious thugs could only tremble and prostrate themselves on the ground under Rocks' wrath.
In Rocks' mind, only those few bloody images were looping wildly: his wife, nailed to the altar by a spear and wailing; his young son Teach, whose ribs were shattered by a kick from Garin Saint; and—that cold and beautiful flower, the peony, which had not yet been picked but was desecrated by the Celestial Dragon's filthy hands.
That mixture of anger—the violation of personal desires, the trampling of bloodlines, and the challenge to authority—completely ignited the destructive urge within him that belonged to "D"—a urge to utterly destroy the world.
"On my ship—" Lox's voice deepened, carrying a chilling, earth-shattering aura, "I don't keep useless people. But I've also never allowed anything of mine to be touched by so-called gods."
boom!
He took a sudden step forward. As soon as that step landed, the white bone throne behind him, symbolizing the highest power at sea, turned to dust in an instant, leaving not even a single intact bone fragment.
Rocks walked out of the central castle step by step.
With each step he took, the solid stone beneath his feet crumbled into atomic fragments, unable to withstand his tyrannical will. By the time he reached the precipice ahead, the entire castle had collapsed behind him, reduced to ruins.
Below the precipice lies a terrifying military force capable of making the world government tremble.
At this moment, the pirates who were originally reveling and fighting amongst themselves on the island all fell silent. Four astonishing auras rose into the sky from different directions, attempting to stabilize themselves under this world-destroying pressure.
Brian put away the book in his hand, his gaze serious.
Edward Newgate swept across Murakumogiri, his explosive muscles gleaming coldly under the dark red lightning!
Shiki the Golden Lion landed on the bow of the ship, his twin swords emitting a ferocious clang!
Charlotte Linlin also stopped chewing, and for the first time, a look of "fear" appeared on her wild face!
These four monsters, each destined to rule their own territories in the future, felt a chill run down their spines. The Rocks before them was no longer the captain who had conspired with them on their grand schemes, but a madman who had crawled out of the abyss and was determined to drag all of humanity down with him.
"Brian, Newgate, Skeeter, Linlin—"
Lox's voice was no longer ferocious; instead, it became unusually calm. But this calm was more terrifying than any roar. It was an absolute rationality after despair, a suffocating silence before the demon god raised his scythe.
The four senior officials whose names were called did not rush to respond, but nodded and waited for Lockes to speak.
At this moment, they really didn't dare to show their usual selves. Who knew what Rocks might do? He was truly terrifying at this moment. Anyway, Brian was behaving himself.
It must be said that no one could calmly face Rocks at this moment, no one!!!