"We are the Sovereign Pirates Crew."
Ye Chen's voice thundered across the entire Holy Land Mary Geoise, spreading like a storm. The Celestial Dragons inside the Holy Land turned pale at his words, and some of them angrily shouted, "What arrogance! They actually dare to call themselves Sovereign."
Even the ancestors of the Celestial Dragons only dared to claim the title "King." Meanwhile, the four great Pirate Crews of the New World were known as the "Four Emperors."
The difference was subtle—both represented kingship, but the Four Emperors were the kings of pirates, while the Celestial Dragons were the pride of the World Government.
Yet now, Ye Chen and his crew claimed the title Sovereign, as if they were emperors reigning supreme over all. Wasn't that essentially declaring themselves above the Celestial Dragons?
What audacity! And they hadn't even mentioned their own name, only coming here to Holy Land Mary Geoise to proclaim their title—an outright slap in the face of the Celestial Dragons.
It was a blatant disregard for their status.
"Lords of the Five Elders, kill them!"
"How utterly outrageous!"
The Celestial Dragons below roared in anger.
But Ye Chen and the others hovered high above—these pitiful weaklings' shouts couldn't reach them, sounding more like ants chirping futilely.
On the rooftop of Holy Land's tallest building, the Five Elders' faces were tense, eyes blazing with fury as they stared up at Ye Chen and his crew.
"Sovereign? What arrogance."
The fiery-haired Elder spoke first.
Ye Chen's declaration was more than just provocation—it was stomping on their reputation to boost their own prestige. They knew that regardless of the outcome of this battle, the title Sovereign would spread across the world.
They would become nothing but stepping stones beneath Sovereign's feet.
"You're courting death. You really think you have what it takes to dominate the world?"
"You brat, you'll die without a grave!"
The Five Elders shouted, trying to intimidate Ye Chen. But they didn't realize that since Ye Chen's crew had dared to come straight to Holy Land and announce their title, they were not afraid of such threats.
Having wielded power for so long, they had forgotten there were greater forces beyond them—or rather, they simply refused to acknowledge it.
"Haha, die without a grave? Is that all you've got?"
A faint smile curled at Ye Chen's lips as he sneered, "If you really have the power, then come. I'm eager to test just how 'invincible' Holy Land really is."
"Ulquiorra, go play." Ye Chen said softly.
Ulquiorra stood slowly and stepped forward, planting his foot mid-air as he looked down coldly at the Five Elders: "Who wants to come?"
"Who is that?"
"There's no record of him in Sengoku's files."
"They said two men and one dragon... so who is this guy?"
The Five Elders' faces shifted uneasily as they stared at Ulquiorra standing above them. Sengoku had not mentioned this man.
"Useless Marine Headquarters," muttered the long-haired Elder with a long beard.
Ulquiorra's eyes flickered with impatience at their chattering: "Who's coming?"
The Five Elders exchanged glances, hesitation flickering in their eyes. Their instincts warned them this pale-faced man was dangerous.
After a moment, the Elder wielding the big sword stepped forward.
"I'll deal with you."
Ulquiorra raised his right hand, green light gathering at his fingertips.
"Flash Void."
A beam of green light shot forth, like a laser cutting through the night sky.
The sword-wielding Elder's expression changed instantly. Goosebumps rose across his skin as his body tensed, his entire being focusing into his sword.
"Slash!"
A massive Sword Qi in a crescent shape shot toward the sky.
"Boom!"
The two clashed, sending a thunderous roar echoing through the air. A huge shockwave exploded from the impact, like a hurricane tearing through the buildings below.
Buildings crumbled like sand and scattered into fragments.
The Celestial Dragons below didn't even get a chance to scream before they were crushed into dust.
"Not bad." Ulquiorra stood coldly in midair, looking down at the sword-wielding Elder.
"That light just now was your doing."
The Five Elder's eyes darkened, voice heavy with hatred:
"It's because of you, Ulquiorra, that the Holy Land is in ruins and so many Celestial Dragons have died."
The collateral damage of these two battles likely killed dozens, maybe even hundreds of Celestial Dragons—far more than before.
"Have all the reinforcements been arranged?" the golden-haired Elder snapped.
"Apart from some, no. There are simply too many people." A middle-aged man on the rooftop said helplessly.
Nearly all the world's Five Elders had gathered here due to the sudden attack, and the Sovereign Pirates Crew had struck without warning. Given the situation, saving most Celestial Dragons was already a success.
"Damn it!" The golden-haired Elder slammed his fist into the ground, cracking it and sending stones flying.
"It's me." Ulquiorra's voice was calm.
The sword-wielding Elder took a deep breath, coldly declaring:
"Then you die today."
"Ridiculous."
Ulquiorra vanished with a swoosh, appearing instantly beside the sword Elder on the rooftop.
"When?" The Five Elder was shocked, turning sharply.
But before he could react, a whip of a foot smashed into his face, growing larger and larger in his vision.
"Bang!"
He was kicked flying like a broken kite, crashing into the wall of a nearby building before stopping.
"Pfft." Blood dripped from his mouth onto the ground—Ulquiorra's foot strike had a power of at least twenty thousand Dao Force.
Even Kaido, known as the strongest creature, would have grimaced facing such an attack.
"Swoosh."
In the blink of an eye, Ulquiorra appeared again before the Five Elder, stepping on his chest. Green light gathered at his fingertips as he formed another Flash Void.
"You're too weak." Ulquiorra said coldly.
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