Chapter 200 Slave Soldiers

Chapter 200 Slave Soldiers

Chapter 200 Slave Soldiers
"Don't even think about getting through here! Big fire!"

Seeing that thousands of pirates were coming like a tide, Sakaski once again stood up at the critical moment.

At the same time as he punched the high-level fighter he was targeting through with one punch, a large ball of magma suddenly erupted from Sakaski's fist, instantly destroying hundreds of pirates who appeared in front of him.

Even among the top-level natural devil fruits, the lethality of the magma fruit is ranked high. Sakaski interrupted the pirates' charge with just one strike.

"Your opponent is me!"

But before Sakaski could take advantage of the opportunity to eliminate more pirates, a super-giant ice prism fell from the sky and crashed towards his location.

'boom! ’

The hundreds-meter-high ice prism blasted a huge hole in the ground, and the broken ice and the raised dust directly covered everything in front.

Such a massive attack naturally couldn't hit Sakaski, but the huge ice prism was like a towering wall, completely separating the vengeful admiral from the pirates.

Esdeath, standing on the top of the ice prism, jumped down with a saber in hand, attacking like a falling meteor.

"Good opportunity! Everyone, follow me! The holy land of Marijoa is ahead! The heavenly gold that the Celestial Dragons have plundered the world for 800 years is waiting for us to take!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Sakaski was blocked by Esdeath again, a senior fighter with a ferocious expression stood up and shouted at the hesitant pirates.

At this point they have no way out. Those who move forward will live, and those who retreat will die. As long as they can capture Mary Geoise, they will have everything they want.

On the other hand, if they were defeated here, which ultimately led to the defeat of the Universe Dark Matter Pirates, the World Government, after recovering from its shock, would sooner or later find them and settle accounts with them.

"Go ahead! Kill them all!"

"I'll fill the cabin with treasures of gold from heaven!"

"I want to be the first pirate to land on Marijoa!"

……

Under the temptation of treasure and the threat of death, the surviving pirates of the first team let out a shrill roar and broke through the blockade of the remaining Holy Land Guard Corps.

The starting point of the bubble pod to board Mary Geoise was just ahead, but at this moment, tens of thousands of Celestial Dragon slaves blocked the pirates' way.

Most of these slaves were covered in scars, and because they had been subjected to torture and abuse for many years, many of them were hunched over and could not even stand up straight.

Even those slaves who were in relatively better conditions were dressed in rags, and there were countless slaves with missing limbs or even disfigured faces.

The only thing they have in common is a pair of almost dead eyes and a slave collar around their neck that could explode at any time.

"Go and give the order. Tell them that as long as they take the head of a pirate, they will be free. If they kill more than ten pirates, they will get a large reward... You and I will go and report the current battle situation to the Five Elders."

Cyborg Kong, with a cigar in his mouth, gave orders to the commander of the guards of Marijoa. Just as the commander of the guards turned furious and the other two deputy legion commanders became a little panicked, Marshal Kong suddenly spoke to them.

After hearing this, the two deputy legion commanders who were from noble families of the allied countries finally put their minds at ease. The anger and dissatisfaction caused by Steel Bone Sora's destruction of the allied country's army completely dissipated.

"Then please wait for a moment, Marshal Kong. I will come back as soon as I have passed on the order..."

The guard commander, who was the only unlucky one among the three deputy legion commanders, had a bitter look on his face. If he ran to the front-line battlefield at this time, he might be targeted by those crazy pirates, and it would be difficult for him to escape.

Even if the World Government does not intend to destroy the bubble pod for various reasons, it would be almost impossible to return to Marijoa if they were entangled by the pirates.

"That's not necessary. We also need someone to command the front lines... I don't ask you to kill as many pirates as you can. Just hold on until Sakaski comes back."

Cyborg Sora pretended to comfort him. Although he didn't know what kind of surprise Borsalino had prepared for Sakaski, he would probably never see his right-hand man again.

"Yes! I obey my orders!"

The commander of the guards finally breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, a top-level warrior like Admiral Akainu could easily fight his way in and out of the battlefield. If the only thing to do was to hold out until the other party came back, the difficulty of this task would not be too high.

So the commander of the guards came to the army of slaves with full confidence. As the commander of the guards of the holy land of Mary Joa, he was very familiar with these slaves of the Celestial Dragons.

Even though these guys appear to be more miserable than each other, it is not easy to suppress a riot.

Now that these slaves have weapons and have been promised freedom, their unleashed fighting power may be much stronger than that of the Holy Land Guard Corps.

The only pity is that there are no powerful characters among this batch of slaves. Whether they are the powerful slaves raised by the Celestial Dragons for competition, or the gladiators in the arena, they are all arranged at the terminal of the bubble pod.

Otherwise, the guard commander is confident that he can hold out longer and gain the appreciation of the Five Elders.

"Cheer up! You lowly slaves! The great Five Elders will grant you unprecedented grace! As long as you kill a pirate in the next battle, you will be free!"

The guard commander shouted loudly and arrogantly. For a moment, countless pairs of eyes, either angry or indifferent, were focused on him.

For these slaves who have suffered countless inhuman tortures and hardships, freedom is undoubtedly what they desire most, and it is something they can only touch in their dreams.

"Freedom?"

A middle-aged slave with a weathered face and scars all over his body slowly raised his head, and his lifeless face began to regain life bit by bit.

Since becoming slaves of the Celestial Dragons, they have been living in hell every moment.

"...If we kill the pirates, we can regain our freedom?!"

More and more slaves clenched their weapons, looking at the Holy Land Guard Corps and pirates fighting in the distance, their eyes even turned red.

Cyborg Sora's order actually states that there would be a reward for killing more pirates, but the guard commander thinks there is no need for this at all.

It is a great blessing for these lowly slaves to be able to escape from their slavery status. Why do they need to be rewarded with money?

Even the commander of the guards thought that it was unnecessary to give the slaves freedom. The slaves all had explosive collars around their necks anyway, so even if they were sent to die, no one would dare to resist. "Hahahaha! I'm the first pirate to land on Marijoa!"

The remaining Holy Land Guard Corps finally couldn't withstand the pirates' offensive. The first blood-soaked pirate broke through the Holy Land Guard Corps' defense line, but what greeted him were tens of thousands of slaves with red eyes, roaring out of their cages like zombies in the Resident Evil.

"kill him!"

"I want to be free!"

"Ouch!"

……

Even the most timid and cowardly slaves turned into fearless berserkers at this moment and charged towards the pirates who were a hundred times more powerful than them.

“Assholes! How dare you, slaves, challenge me…Ahhhhhh!”

The blood-soaked pirate was startled at first, then became furious and chopped the fastest slave in half with one knife.

He was able to break through the blockade of the Holy Land Guard Corps. Apart from luck, his strength was also quite impressive. The blood on his body was almost all from the enemy. He could kill a hundred slave soldiers who were not much different from ordinary people!

In just one encounter, the pirates easily killed seven or eight slave soldiers. However, the irrational slaves came like a wave. When the pirates realized that something was wrong and wanted to turn around and escape, their hands and feet were tightly grasped by the slaves.

In order to prevent themselves from being thrown off by the pirates, the slaves even forgot about their weapons and used their teeth to bite the pirates' bodies and limbs like vampires.

In the blink of an eye, the pirate was chopped into pieces by a chaotic sword, and even his head changed hands four or five times as a group of slaves fought over it.

It was not until more and more pirates broke through the defenses of the Holy Land Guardian Corps that the slaves, unable to capture any heads, rushed towards a new target.

"Wow! What's wrong with these lunatics?!"

"Damn, you're looking for death!"

"Kill them!"

……

The pirates, who had finally broken through the defense line and were about to see the holy land of Marijoa right before their eyes, were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the slave soldiers.

In addition, the appearance and equipment of the slave soldiers were too poor, and the pirates who did not take them seriously suffered a great loss. More than a hundred of them were killed, and even the front line was pushed back at one point.

However, the pirates soon reacted. To be more precise, when they realized that most of these slaves were ordinary people, and because of years of abuse and torture, their fighting power was not even as good as that of the soldiers of the Holy Land Guard Corps, they finally broke out with the strength that the New World pirates should have.

An extremely bloody battle broke out, with slave soldiers longing for freedom facing the murderous New World pirates. Although the former were far inferior to the latter, they had more people and were fearless of death. Even if their hands and feet were cut off by the pirates, they would still wriggle and try to kill the enemy with their teeth.

If the gap in combat power wasn't so huge, the pirates who only thought about looting might really suffer a great loss at the hands of these slave soldiers.

"Haha, you are worthy of being Marshal Kong. You actually used a group of worthless slaves to stop the pirate army!"

The two deputy legion commanders who had secretly resented Cyborg Sora for using the allied nations' armies as cannon fodder not long ago, now had changed their expressions as they followed Cyborg Sora on the bubble pod to Marijoa.

After seeing how ferocious the pirates were, the mentality of the two deputy legion commanders also changed.

Originally, they were still thinking about achieving success while minimizing the casualties among soldiers of allied countries.

But now they just want to save their own lives. No matter how many lower-class people die, it has nothing to do with them. Even the captain of the Dalvisk Kingdom Guard who comes from the military is no exception.

"Marshal Sora, is it okay for us to retreat to Marijoa like this? If there are still bombs like those from before, maybe we can let those pirates suffer a little more?"

The King of the Chero Kingdom suggested somewhat maliciously that since the Holy Land Guardian Corps was already destroyed, the losses of the member states could not become any greater, so in this situation, it was natural to strive for as much benefit as possible.

As for the lives of the Holy Land Guardians and slave soldiers who are still fighting desperately, His Majesty the King obviously doesn't care much.

"That's not necessary. The Five Elders will make their own arrangements."

Cyborg Sora decisively rejected King Chelo's proposal. When he initially planned to blow up half of Red Harbor, someone suggested blowing up the entire Red Harbor and wiping out the Cosmic Dark Matter Pirates in one fell swoop.

However, he was rejected by Cyborg Sora on the grounds that Red Harbor was the face of the World Government, and the Five Elders also chose to accept Cyborg Sora's decision.

Of course, the actual situation is that Cyborg Sora has to cooperate with Borsalino's plan. If Red Harbor is blown up, it will be too difficult for the Cosmic Dark Matter Pirates without the bubble pod to attack Marijoa, which does not conform to Borsalino's original intention of making both the World Government and the pirates suffer losses.

As the bubble pod began to rise, the battle in Red Harbor became more intense. The pirates of the First Division of the Universe Dark Matter Pirates, the Holy Land Guardian Corps, and the slave soldiers were caught in an extremely brutal melee.

In theory, the soldiers of the Holy Land Guardian Corps and the slave soldiers should be considered as one group, but unfortunately, there are many guards of Mary Joa among the soldiers incorporated into the Holy Land Guardian Corps.

The slave soldiers who saw the blood discovered that the friendly forces fighting alongside them were actually the holy land guards who had once bullied and even suppressed them. Naturally, they took the opportunity to seek revenge.

Even after a series of bloody battles and a massive explosion that wiped out tens of thousands of people in one fell swoop, the three parties involved in the Red Harbor melee still had a total of more than 100,000 people. The corpses and blood everywhere were not enough to describe the tragic scene on the battlefield.

"Gu... Is it really necessary to go this far..."

At this time, on the Overlord, Fubuki, who thought she had experienced many big scenes, couldn't help but feel a little scalp-tingling when watching the battle situation being broadcast live on the huge projection screen.

Although in theory a Demon-level disaster could potentially destroy a city, and a Dragon-level disaster could threaten several cities, most of the time the Hero Association was able to minimize the damage caused by the disaster, and coupled with the timely evacuation of citizens, casualties of hundreds or thousands were already quite astonishing.

But even in the most devastating dragon-level disaster that Fubuki had ever seen, the casualties did not reach more than 100,000. At this time, the direct death toll on the Red Harbor battlefield had exceeded 100,000, and the number of survivors in the three parties currently fighting would not be much less than this number.

What’s even more terrifying is that because there is no way to retreat, the three parties can only fight to the death on this peninsula like a Colosseum until only one of the parties is left alive.

"If you don't want to watch, go and take a rest, Fubuki."

Tornado, who has been on the front line fighting monsters for many years, has obviously better psychological endurance than Fubuki. However, after seeing her sister looking pitiful, Tornado's attitude softened a lot in an instant.

(End of this chapter)