I, Broly, began by destroying the pirate world.

20. Beat them until they kneel, then sell them as slaves!

"Everyone, keep your distance!"

One of the knights of the Divine Duty roared, and the members leaped up in unison, scattering around Broly in different directions to form an encirclement and lock him in place.

The knight who appeared to be the leader looked grave and quickly instructed, "Broly's attack range is extremely wide; we absolutely must not confront him head-on!"

Clearly, this guy has studied Broly's fighting style in Loguetown.

Broly raised his hand casually, a half-smile playing on his lips.

This casual movement instantly put everyone on edge regarding the heavy responsibility of the gods.

Some hurriedly drew their swords and held them horizontally in front of their chests, while others bent their knees and lowered their backs, their eyes fixed on him, ready to dodge at any moment.

"You've made some preparations, haven't you?" Broly chuckled, his contempt undisguised. "But can a few ants, sharpening their claws, defeat a dinosaur?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he parted his thin lips slightly: "The Vast America."

A pale green light burst forth from the palm, splitting into countless light particles the size of fingernails, which floated in mid-air.

This scene is very similar to Kizaru's Yasakani no Magatama, only the color is different and the quantity is not as exaggerated.

The next second, a series of whooshing sounds rang out as light particles shot out in all directions at terrifying speed.

The nearest knight's pupils constricted, and he coated his greatsword with all his Armament Haki in an attempt to block.

But those pale green light particles pierced through the sword like a hot knife through butter, and went straight into his heart.

With a soft "plop," blood splattered everywhere.

The knight looked down in disbelief at the bloody hole in his chest, his eyes filled with horror.

The defenses I was so proud of turned out to be as fragile as a piece of cardboard that could be punctured with a single poke.

The leader knight was so shocked that he lost all color in his face.

While this move may look similar to Borsalino's, its power is on a completely different level!

"Quick—!" he roared, trying to shout "escape," but before the words could even reach his throat, another particle of light precisely entered his brow.

The light particles pierced the skull and exploded upon impact, the terrifying shockwave reducing everything within a half-mile radius to ashes.

Another particle of light shot towards King Harald of Elbaf, about to pierce his body—

"Sir! Please wait a moment!"

Tiger was so shocked by Broly's terrifying power that he felt numb all over. He finally came to his senses and hurriedly tried to stop him.

Broly raised an eyebrow, flicked his finger, and the light bullet hovered in mid-air before dissipating into a glowing light.

Harald stood there dumbfounded.

He had heard of the "Demon Child" during this time, but he never expected that in just five seconds, he would be the only one left in God's Blade!

Noticing Broly's gaze, Tiger quickly bowed and explained, "My lord, Harald is different from the other Celestial Dragons! He has been secretly taking care of us slaves all along. Please, spare him!"

The Knights of God and the Divine Duty have always treated slaves like dirt, as playthings or beasts that can be killed at any time, except for Harald.

He appeared cold on the surface, but secretly he would give the slaves food and medicine; Tiger was one of the beneficiaries.

Broly glanced at Harald, who was standing there dumbfounded, and waved his hand.

The meaning is clear—get out of the way.

Broly's only target this time is Satan; he doesn't intend to wipe out anyone else who isn't in his way.

His trip to Mary Geoise was solely for Satan.

Even though most of the other people living here are trash, Broly isn't in a hurry to kill them.

As he spoke, Broly walked past Harald.

Harald watched Broly's retreating figure, his brow furrowed, his eyes filled with struggle.

Over the years, he did countless dirty things for the Celestial Dragons to help Elbaf join the World Government, and finally became a Guardian Blade of God.

If Broly is allowed to break in, his plans to be promoted to the Knights of God and to have Elbaf join the World Government will likely be indefinitely postponed.

Tiger, in a panic, repeatedly winked at him and whispered, "Do you want to die? Can't you see how big the difference in strength is?"

Harald understood this, of course, but the problem was that if Broly were allowed to go on like this, he worried that he himself, and even the giants behind him, would be affected.

Just as he was hesitating, a strange power suddenly surged from his body, and his consciousness was instantly stripped away.

"What's wrong?" Tiger noticed something was amiss and asked with concern.

Before he could finish speaking, Harald suddenly roared and swung his greatsword, sweeping it fiercely towards Tiger!

Tiger's pupils contracted sharply, and he dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the sword strike. The violent sword energy spread for miles before exploding with a deafening roar, destroying all the buildings in its path.

"Harald! What are you doing?!" Tiger shouted in disbelief.

Harald's appearance at this moment has undergone a complete transformation.

Its body, which was over forty meters tall, expanded wildly to a hundred meters. Black demonic wings sprouted from its back, a long tail covered in scales emerged from its tailbone, sharp fangs grew from the corners of its mouth, and its eyes completely lost their pupils, turning into a deathly white.

Clearly, he was being controlled.

The next second, Harald whirled around, his crimson eyes fixed on Broly's retreating figure. His voice became hoarse and menacing, superimposed with another eerie, androgynous voice, forming a chilling double curse: "Broly... how dare you attack the Holy Land Mary Geoise!"

Harald took a step that covered hundreds of meters, instantly appearing behind Broly.

The difference in size between the two is like that between an ant and a dragon.

Broly slowly turned his head halfway, a playful smile on his lips: "Oh? It's little sister Im. If you want to welcome me, come in person. It's a bit impolite to greet a guest while hiding inside someone else's body."

When I read the comics in my previous life, I knew that Im's abilities were not fully revealed, but they had already shown some clues—he could possess a contracted person, doubling their power, and also share vision, which was similar to the abilities of the Rinnegan.

"What do you want?" Im asked coldly, using Harald's body, his killing intent almost tangible.

Broly's smile grew even brighter, but his eyes were devoid of warmth as he said, word by word, "Oh, this? Let me think... I want to beat you to your knees and then sell you off as a planetary slave."

"presumptuous!"

Enraged, Im manipulated Harald to grip the greatsword tightly and bring it down with tremendous force towards Broly's head!

Harald was already a prodigy among the giants, and now with the added buff from Im, the power of this strike would be so great that even Whitebeard would have to treat it with utmost respect.

But Broly is not Whitebeard after all.

Tiger stared in disbelief at the scene, only to see Broly calmly raise his hand in the face of this earth-shattering sword strike.

The giant sword, imbued with terrifying power, was about to strike the ground when it abruptly stopped less than three inches from Broly's head.

Broly's hand gripped the cold blade perfectly.

No matter how hard the demonized Harald exerted himself, the greatsword remained motionless and could not move down even an inch.

It was blocked.

Moreover, it was blocked so easily.