The powerful men of the heavens, starting from the time when the pirates helped the four emperors co

Just as Sakaski said, Asutru and Asabia finally ushered in a war.

A protracted naval battle broke out in the waters of Huayuan.

Night owls chirped on the branches, and insects chirped in the quiet grass.

Beelzebub stood on the shore, looking far into the distance.

There was smoke and artillery fire in the distance.

The screams and wailings were endless, the sea was stained red with blood, corpses were everywhere, and the appearance of death was extremely miserable.

He subconsciously tightened his grip on the black-winged scythe: "This is war..."

Beelzebub couldn't help but think of a sentence: We are not born in a peaceful era, but in a peaceful country.

He may not have understood the profound meaning of this sentence before, but in this era of frequent wars, he realized how precious this sentence is.

On the sea surface, there were blown-up oars and flags floating, and from time to time, sea kings jumped out of the water curtain and swallowed more than a dozen corpses in one mouthful.

He sighed heavily: "I'll be busy in a while."

Under the moonlight, Beelzebub walked on the stone road, his figure looking extremely depressed and lonely.

*******

Asutru was defeated.

This kingdom, which has always been invincible in national wars and has always played an exploitative role, has finally fallen into the role of being exploited.

After losing the Battle of the Flower Garden, the Kingdom of Asabia conquered the Plains of Chétreu with unstoppable momentum.

Asutru citizens fled by boat at high prices, and countless ministers defected in the face of the battle.

Within a few days, Asutru was dragged from heaven to hell, experiencing a huge contrast from smooth weather to rough weather.

King Morgan went bald overnight.

"surrender……"

King Morgan, who was sitting on the throne, had a hard time opening his mouth with dry and cracked lips.

He has never been so weak as now, and at this moment, the throne under his buttocks also looks bone-chillingly cold.

Under the throne, the ministers and generals who used to discuss state affairs and look forward to the kingdom's grand blueprint have become very strange.

******

There are few people on the streets, and the residential buildings that have been vacated long ago have lost their former prosperity.

The pastor led a few believers and handed out leaflets at the intersection, shouting excitedly: "God's punishment, this is God's punishment!"

"Kingdoms that bring war will eventually be swallowed up by bigger wars. Times change, and the gears of history never stop!"

"The Blood Moon Sect is the savior of the world, sending down oracles to guide the lost!"

“Only by believing in the blood moon can you live forever!”

"..."

In the dark alley, Sakaski was listening to the report of the bearded military commander.

Sakaski narrowed his eyes: "Blood Moon Sect? What is the background of this organization?"

The bearded military officer shook his head: "No, the Blood Moon Sect is mainly composed of civilians, just like a fan support group. The organization currently has about 200 people. Colonel, do you want to arrest them?"

Sakaski thought of the Scarlet Swordsman and said, "No, we haven't even touched the local underworld. They are just a group of fans. Since they didn't cause any commotion, it's better not to alert the enemy."

The bearded military officer instantly understood what he meant, but soon frowned and said: "Judging from the investigation, the Scarlet Swordsman doesn't seem to care about the Blood Moon Sect. I'm worried about tracking this line. , it’s hard to find anything.”

Sakaski sneered: "As long as he is human and as long as he has desires, he cannot hide them..."

At the same time, No. [-] collected the corpses.

"Have you hidden it?"

A little girl with flaxen hair and wearing a floral skirt finished counting down, opened her smart eyes, and looked at the empty courtyard slyly.

She searched around the courtyard but couldn't find her target.

Then she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if smelling something in the air.

When she opened her eyes again, the world in her eyes had changed.

The world is generally gray.

The mountains are black, the sky is white, the houses and buildings are gray-white, and the stone slabs are neatly arranged squares with clear texture outlines and clear lines.

She could see gray outlines moving on the street outside her door, which were walking figures.

The fingers of each figure are connected by very thin lines.

Some are connected to each other, which means that the relationship between the two is involved.

And some are floating in the air, which means that the target of connection is far away.

The lines come in various colors, red, yellow, green, blue, purple and black, and their meanings are known only to the little girl.

The little girl looked at the direction in which the yellow thin line extended in her hand, and suddenly smiled like a successful little fox.

She took a dozen steps back and looked at the figure on the wooden roof looking into the distance.

"I found you, Brother Beelzebub!"

The little girl waved vigorously.

Beelzebub's eyes regained clarity, smiled slightly, and jumped down.

"Milia, you are so amazing."

Beelzebub rubbed Miliya's head, and Miliya narrowed her eyes with crescent moon in enjoyment.

The news that Asabia's army had rushed to the Plains of Shetru was the last straw for the defeat, and the entire kingdom fell into unprecedented panic.

Five days ago, Kroll and the other body collectors fled here one after another. Before leaving, Klee called him and said that he had contacted a private ship.

Beelzebub refused, someone had to witness the end of this kingdom.

This was the little girl he picked up while escaping from the slums. She was seven years old. All her family members were dead. When Beelzebub found her, she was fighting for food with wild dogs.

In the face of hunger, all morals and ethics are in vain. Only by surviving can there be hope.

What surprised Beelzebub was that the picked-up child Miliya turned out to be a person with abilities - a person with the ability to possess the fruit of emotion.

I'm afraid I'm not possessed by Emperor Ou?

Beelzebub once doubted himself.

Beelzebub asked, "How did you find me?"

Miliya raised her index finger proudly: "This is the thread that belongs to me and Brother Beelzebub."

When Miliya moved her finger, a thin yellow line appeared and was connected to Beelzebub's index finger.

"Yellow? What does this color represent?"

Beelzebub was curious. The moment a human becomes a person with abilities, all kinds of information about Devil Fruits are naturally integrated into the depths of his mind, and the name of abilities emerges.

It's like you know it from birth, imprinted deep in your bones, indelible.

"Yellow represents family affection. No matter where you are, this thread will guide me in your direction." Miliya said.