At this moment, not a single person in the entire God Valley could come to protect the safety of the Celestial Dragons.
The Marine Admirals in the distance were all restrained by the commanders of the Rocks Pirates.
The nearby Marines were busy resisting the pirates' onslaught and, under Bob overwhelming presence, dared not approach.
Going there would only mean certain death, especially since even hundreds of members of the CP Special Operations Force had fallen at his feet.
No one believed they had the strength to challenge Bob.
After untying the young girls, Bob led them away from the sacrificial altar.
Glancing at the Celestial Dragons lying scattered on the ground, Bob raised an eyebrow.
In the next moment.
His figure moved like a ghost, and in no time, the Celestial Dragons who had been lying on the ground were now kneeling at the center of the sacrificial altar.
Around the massive tree-like pattern, the Celestial Dragons were arranged in order.
Fifteen Celestial Dragons, each in their designated spot, aligned with a corresponding line.
It was a pity there weren't twenty of them; that would have been perfect.
The chains and ropes that had bound the girls were now fastened to the Celestial Dragons.
Of course, the Celestial Dragons were unconscious, which was not allowed, as the sacrificial ritual required them to be awake for the best effect.
"Whoosh!"
Bob figure darted among the Celestial Dragons, his hands brushing over their heads.
Immediately, their bodies stiffened.
Their previously rolled-back eyes and unfocused pupils gradually sharpened, and as they took in the scene before them, their bodies stiffened again, seemingly unable to process what was happening.
But in the next moment, they realized their hands and feet were bound, and they were kneeling on the ground.
Their faces twisted in anger, not fear.
"Which lowly scum dares to bind a god to the sacrificial altar!"
"You filthy commoners, who dares to do such a thing to your gods!"
"Untie your gods at once!"
"..."
The Celestial Dragons' roars echoed across the sacrificial altar. Their first reaction to this situation was not fear.
After all, from birth, Celestial Dragons had never known what fear was.
They had always been the ones to bully others, no one dared to bully them.
However, in the next moment, the anger on their faces vanished.
Because a bald man stood at the edge of the sacrificial altar, holding a torch with blazing flames.
His gaze was fixed on the center of the altar, where there was paper stamped with the Celestial Dragon's hoofprint and dry firewood.
Though they didn't recognize who this man was, the look in his eyes made the Celestial Dragons think of a very bad outcome.
"Where are the Marines? Those useless Marines! Bastards, come protect your gods!"
"These worthless creatures, not a single one shows up when needed, come out now!"
"Filthy commoners, how dare you defile the gods..."
"..."
The Celestial Dragons now realized the danger, shouting for the Marines and those who were supposed to protect their lives.
At this moment, they desperately wanted to see those commoners they had always despised.
But not a single person dared to approach the sacrificial altar now occupied by Bob.
The sounds of battle in the distance, along with Bob presence, made these pampered individuals feel fear for the first time.
Their cries for help went unanswered, and their bodies instinctively struggled to break free from their bonds.
However, the ropes tightly binding their hands and feet showed no signs of loosening.
Several Celestial Dragons glanced around with the corners of their eyes, their faces filled with terror.
Because those lowly people who had always been by their side, ensuring their safety, were now all lying on the ground, their eyes bulging lifeless.
At this moment, the Celestial Dragons felt the threat of death.
"Bastard, you can't kill us! You don't have the guts! Let us go now, and I can let bygones be bygones!"
"No, don't kill me! I'm a descendant of the gods! You can't kill me!"
"I have a lot of treasures there, all of which I can give to you! Don't kill us!"
"If we die, there would be consequences! Bastard, have you thought about the consequences?"
"If you kill us, you'll be hunted by the entire world!"
"..."
Faced with the threat of death, the Celestial Dragons could no longer maintain their composure.
Their strong will to survive stripped them of their usual "arrogance."
They had always treated the lives of others as if they were mere ants, but when their own lives were about to be taken, their panic and fear were no different from those they had killed.
In an instant, pleas, threats, and bribes erupted on the sacrificial altar.
Without exception, the expressions of terror on their faces revealed their despair.
Bob looked at these Celestial Dragons, who had always held themselves high and treated life as worthless, and sneered coldly.
For people like them, the only way to truly punish them was to let them experience despair before death.
Otherwise, simply killing them would bring no sense of retribution.
Bob turned his gaze to the tree-like pattern in the center of the altar. The blood within had dried, leaving a sinister dark red hue.
The next step: Bloodletting.
Bob figure darted among the Celestial Dragons.
With a series of screams, a bloody gash appeared on each of their wrists.
In the next moment.
Blood began to pour out uncontrollably.
In an instant, the dense patterns became even clearer, and a crimson tree appeared before Bob.
Bob ignored the screams of the Celestial Dragons.
However, to others, those screams were shocking.
At this moment, both the Marines and the pirates turned their attention to the sacrificial altar.
The Celestial Dragons were now bound and kneeling in the center of the altar.
"Hahaha! Commander Bob is truly amazing!"
"These Celestial Dragons never thought they'd come to this day! This is so satisfying!"
"Brothers, let's fight! We can't let Commander Bob lose face!"
"..."
Seeing the pitiful sight of the Celestial Dragons, the pirates' morale soared.
Even these so-called "descendants of the gods" had been subdued by Bob.
Could the victory of the Rocks Pirates be far behind? In contrast to the pirates' excitement, the Marines' morale plummeted.
In the distance, Kong, Sengoku, Garp, and others, though unable to reach the altar, were closely monitoring the situation of the Celestial Dragons with their Observation Haki.
Witnessing this scene, they were all deeply shaken.
But they could only watch helplessly as events unfolded, unable to intervene.
"You seem quite angry!" Rocks said with a dark expression, looking at Garp and Kong, who were livid with rage.
"Then stay angry! Watch how those Celestial Dragons meet their end!"
"Humph! You'll die here today as well!" Kong roared with fury, his hair standing on end.
In the next moment, he tensed his entire body and charged toward Rocks.
....
After draining the blood, Bob didn't hesitate for a moment, even as the Celestial Dragons pleaded for mercy.
He raised the torch in his hand and hurled it forward.
"Whoosh!"
A raging inferno erupted instantly.
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