The ancient city of Pan, the palace of the king.

A tall and thin figure stood quietly in front of the vacant throne, and a pair of eyes with several irises looked at the twenty rusted weapons that were inserted horizontally in front of the throne.

The palace of the king was silent, as if it had been covered in dust for a hundred years.

At the top of the stairs, the throne was placed there alone. The back of the throne was like a sharp sword pointing straight to the sky, and there was the symbol of the world government on it.

This is a vacant throne.

It represents the idea of ​​equality between kingdoms and races proposed by the twenty kings eight hundred years ago when they established the world government, and it also represents the oath that the kings will never become dictators.

As for the weapons at the bottom, some are as rusted as the twenty weapons at the top, some are slightly worn out, and some are still cold and radiant. Among them, only Fishman Island can be seen. The Seagod Trident used only by the royal family.

These weapons represent the weapons inserted by the king of the world government when he swore to join the world government.

This is a vacant throne that no one can sit on.

And that tall figure with a crown and a floor-sweeping robe, after staring at the 20 weapons inserted in front of the throne for a moment, slowly sat on the throne.

It seems that this throne has never been vacant, and she is the owner of this throne from beginning to end.

The figure sitting on the vacant throne just sat quietly, staring silently at the 20 rusted weapons in front of him, as if recalling the former owners of these weapons.

It seems that the memory has finally been completed.

The figure sitting on the throne raised his right hand, and made a slight sound as the sleeves rubbed together. This small sound was indeed exceptionally clear in the silent palace of the king.

As the right hand was raised, the twenty weapons inserted in front of the throne began to vibrate slightly, as if they were awakened.

In the end, a Western sword flew from the 20 rusted weapons and landed in the figure's hand.

As the western sword started, the rust that originally covered the sword body began to slowly peel off, finally revealing the shape inside, the gorgeous hilt, and the cold and compelling blade.

The figure silently flicked the weapon that had not been stained with blood for almost eight hundred years.

Immediately after—

She looked somewhere.

Her sight, as if able to pass through many obstacles, fell on Nicholas.

.........

Clang! !

Nicholas and Fujitora are constantly at war.

The violent energy vented out from where their blades met, and swept away unscrupulously towards the surroundings.

Countless tiny stones were thrown flying, but in an instant, they were crushed into powder by an invisible gravity.

"Hell Brigade."

Fujitora's eyes opened slightly, and the huge gravity instantly pressed on Nicholas's surroundings.

Click, click—

The ground beneath Nicholas's feet was overwhelmed by gravity, cracking and then sinking suddenly.

Sa!

And just at this moment, a sharp languid foot went directly towards Nicholas, apparently intending to take advantage of Nicholas's gravity to suppress, to attack with one hand.

However-

As soon as Lanjiao entered three meters in front of Nicholas, it was no longer possible to enter an inch, and then under the huge gravity, it disappeared visible to the naked eye.

And Fujitora also frowned, obviously pressing the gravity on Nicholas's body, but Nicholas doesn't look like he is being added by gravity at all, and the ground under Nicholas's feet is not cracked like the surrounding. Shen.

This means that it is likely that Nicholas or even a certain area around him is not under the control of gravity.

Nicholas, are you already so powerful?

Fujitora couldn't help recalling the time when the two met for the first time. At that time, Nicholas was also very powerful, but he never made himself unable to see the depths like the abyss now.

"I'm sorry, my life. You should rest first."

Nicholas was not seen speaking, but Nicholas's voice sounded in Fujitora's ears. As the voice sounded, the gravitational field surrounding Nicholas suddenly seemed to be canceled, and then Nicholas suddenly exerted force and directly stabbed it hard. Fujitora flew out.

Fujitora was caught off guard, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

the other side.

When Nicholas was about to act again, a terrifying energy wave suddenly erupted from the ancient city.

"Um?!"

The expressions of Fujitora and Tsuru, as well as a group of CP0 elites and the Tianlongmen team suddenly changed.

Then I saw a white light appearing almost out of thin air, and flew towards Nicholas in an instant.

In the face of the sudden attack, Nicholas' pupils shrank sharply, and then immediately elementalized to avoid the attack, just finished elementalization...

laugh!

Blood splattered.

Nicholas's waist and abdomen were instantly blown off by the terrifying attack, and it looked like he was bitten by some terrifying monster on his waist and abdomen.

"…"

Sudden heavy blow, Nicholas snorted, and did not check the injury for the first time, but looked up at Pan Gucheng, as if he wanted to see something.

"Nicholas."

Drago also instantly appeared beside Nicholas and supported Nicholas, but he was shocked by Nicholas' injury.

"you…!!"

Nicholas, who is so strong, was so seriously injured?

"Walk!"

Nicholas said in a deep voice, obviously he could no longer stay in such a dangerous place as Mary Joa after being severely injured.

If you continue to stay, you may really be left.

And when I heard Nicholas' words, the entire Holy Land was instantly gusty, and the sudden gust was like a hurricane, which blew many Holy Land guards to and fro.

When the gale weakened, Nicholas and Drago had already been lost in the field.

"Damn, escaped by that guy!"

"Haha, count them escaping fast!"

Seeing the heavy situation on the social square, the Holy Land Guard and CP0 said with a vicious expression.

"You still have the face to say that you are so embarrassed just in front of two people, it's just too embarrassing, a bunch of trash!"

The Master Assassin wearing a skeleton mask looked at the ancient city of Yanpan with a gloomy expression, obviously he knew that this was the adult who shot.

"Is this the background of the world government and the Tianlong people..."

Fujitora murmured to himself~www.readwn.com~ He saw that attack, not with a sense of sight, but really saw it in his sight, just like what he saw before without suicide. Those things are the same.

And on the dense canopy of a big tree in the distance of the ancient city of Pan.

A short stature, wearing a plaid vest, a top hat, a mustache, and two blushes on his cheeks, was looking at the chaotic social square with a face full of astonishment.

And in his hand, is holding a camera.

The man's body trembled with excitement when he thought of the picture he just took.

And you can imagine that the world will continue to tremble because of these photos.

........

"what?"

In Pan Gucheng, the existence on the throne was light-hearted, and seemed surprised that Nicholas was still alive under his own blow.

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