Rosse and the others were marching through the dense and thick forest, and had not gone far ahead when suddenly a commotion ca from the front.
Almost in an instant, dozens of figures rapidly flashed out from the shadows between the woods, blocking their path forward.
These people were dressed simply, most of them were only wrapped with a few pieces of animal skin on their bodies, covering only the necessary parts, exposing their dark and muscular skin, radiating a wild and barbaric aura.
But what seed sowhat out of place was that this group of people were either holding pistols or cannons, which did not look like weapons that barbarians should have.
"They are Shandians," Conia's face suddenly tensed, she lowered her voice, with a trace of fear, and whispered the identity of those people ahead.
Skypieans and Shandians had been fighting for nearly 400 years, and what they were most familiar with was each other.
Even during these 400 years of intermingling, quite a few Shandians had also gained the wings of Skypieans.
Behind these wings was one tearful and bloody history after another of Skypieans.
Even though the Skypiea had occupied Upper Yard, the Shandians were still stubbornly resisting, and had inflicted great damage upon the Skypieans.
"Blue Sea people?", The leader was a burly and muscular man, with a distinctive mohawk haircut, and his face was painted with wild war paint.
At this mont, he was carrying a dark iron cannon on his shoulder, the thick barrel coldly aid at Rosse and the others, as if it would spit out a deadly tongue of fire in the next second.
"Or are you Blue Sea people mixed with Skypieans?", The mohawk man narrowed his eyes, noting Rosse's outfit and facial features, which all bore characteristics exclusive to Blue Sea people.
Especially among Rosse's group, only Conia possessed the wings unique to Skypieans.
Facing the Shandians' formation as if facing a great enemy, Rosse and Gion only slightly paused their steps, not even a trace of surprise appeared on their faces, their expressions remained calm and indifferent.
As if these Shandians, who were treating the situation like a life-or-death confrontation, were nothing more than irrelevant ants, not even worth their attention.
In fact, from a kiloter away, when the Shandians had just entered the range of their Observation Haki perception, Rosse and Gion had already noticed their presence.
But the appearance of the current scene was exactly the reason he had personally brought Conia along.
Whether it was gentle appeasent or strong suppression, in the end, they were just verbal statents.
It was rely those weak divine guardians that lacked sufficient persuasive power.
These pale words often needed to be paired with a real display of strength to achieve the best effect.
And if he wanted to completely shatter Conia's faith, and imprint his own mark deep in Conia's heart, the most crucial point was that he had to personally reveal a bit of his strength.
Whether it was the Shandians, or the current god of Skypiea, both were excellent tools for him to showcase his power.
"Lady Gion, are you not going to make a move?", Surrounded by a group of fierce and evil-looking Shandian warriors, and being aid at by at least a dozen fla cannons and flash dials, Conia's face had already turned pale.
Fla cannons and flash dials were signature weapons of the Skypiea, one could fire flaming cannonballs, the other could launch light energy bullets, not much different from shoulder-mounted cannons and pistols.
Even the weakest flash dial, a single shot could take her life.
"No need for to make a move," Gion slightly shrugged.
She was well aware of Rosse's intentions, and naturally would not make a move at this mont.
"Huh?", Conia looked confused, completely not understanding the aning in Gion's words, she could only turn her head full of doubt and looked at Rosse beside her.
Only then did she suddenly realize. Rosse had actually ignored the surrounding Shandians treating him like a great enemy, and had also ignored those dark cannon barrels.
His expression was leisurely, his steps were composed.
As if walking in his own backyard, stepping on the air, step by step, slowly walking forward in the sky.
That tall figure, handso face, coupled with his invisible sense of oppression, if not for knowing Rosse's brutality, Conia would have felt a little moved.
But just thinking of the scene where Rosse casually killed Pagaya, Conia still felt so fear in her heart.
"Blue Sea person! STOP!", The mohawk man shouted, aiming the fla cannon in his hand at Rosse, his expression slightly solemn.
Even a fool knew. Soone who could walk in the air would not be a simple character.
And Upper Yard was their residence, no outsiders were allowed to set foot, let alone Blue Sea people bringing Skypieans.
"If you go any further, I won't be polite!"
Seeing Rosse completely ignore his warning and still walking forward as if no one were around, the mohawk man's face turned ferocious, he clenched his teeth, his finger already on the trigger of the fla cannon, shouting out his final warning hoarsely.
Yet, facing the Shandians' nearly hysterical threat, Rosse still showed no intention of stopping his steps. He continued holding Sora and walking forward, his expression indifferent as he said toward Gion, "Let's go, Gion. No need to waste ti stopping."
From beginning to end, Rosse's gaze had never even glanced at the Shandians treating him like a great enemy. He completely treated this group of people as air.
"Mm, okay," Gion only lightly nodded, took graceful long steps, and tightly followed behind Rosse, continuing to head toward the depths of the Upper Yard forest.
"Damn Blue Sea people! Don't go too far!"
Feeling the undisguised arrogance of Rosse and Gion, the Shandians' fury was instantly ignited completely.
The leading mohawk man could no longer bear this humiliating disregard, his eyes turned red, and he pulled the trigger of the fla cannon without hesitation.
The blue fla cannonball, carrying scorching heat, like an arrow off the string, howled as it violently blasted toward Rosse's back.
BOOM!!
A deafening explosion sound instantly echoed throughout the entire forest.
The blue flas roared like an angry dragon, devouring everything around.
Under the extrely tense gazes of all the Shandians and Conia, the blue fla cannonball solidly hit Rosse's back.
Yet, an unbelievable scene occurred.
The expected scene of flesh and blood flying did not appear.
The blue fireball, when just a few centiters from Rosse's back, seed to hit an indestructible transparent barrier and instantly collapsed, scattering apart, turning into countless tiny sparks that shot off in all directions.
Several massive ancient trees nearby were instantly ignited, blown apart with exploding wood and flying branches.
But Rosse, who was at the center of the explosion, was still completely unhard. Not even his steps paused in the slightest, continuing to move forward at a leisurely pace.
Only due to the powerful shockwave caused by the explosion, a strong gust of wind was stirred up, gently blowing the pure white cloak of the Marine Headquarters on his body, fluttering with a flapping sound.
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