Two days passed in a blink of an eye.
The time for the final decisive battle between the two kingdoms soon came. The war between the two kingdoms for more than thirty years will finally end today.
Such a long war has stretched the two powerful kingdoms to the limit of their country's endurance.
If it were delayed any longer, the two kingdoms would collapse on their own without the need for a war. In the end, they tacitly chose this day to decide the outcome.
The winner takes it all, the loser loses everything, and everything is bet on today.
"Lucar, these two countries are about to start a war. Is it appropriate for us to watch from the outside?"
"It doesn't matter, let's just watch from the outside. I have never seen a large-scale war between the two countries in this world."
At the edge of the battlefield, two men in casual clothes stood. One had long red hair and held a knife in his hand. The other had a black cut and a burly build. His black shirt was tight with muscles.
These two people were Lukar and Caesar. Their warship arrived at the port of the Kingdom of Arad yesterday.
To make things easier, the two changed into civilian clothes and sneaked into the kingdom, while the rest stayed behind on the warship.
It is a pity that Lukar and the others do not have the personal connections in King Arad. Even Caesar is relatively unfamiliar with this country and cannot contact the core figures in a short period of time.
After a day of investigation, nothing was found. Whether it was the Black King or the CP department, they handled their own information clues very cleanly.
As a result, Lukar and the others returned empty-handed. However, after learning that the two countries were about to start a decisive battle, Lukar was unwilling to gain nothing and took Caesar to the edge of the battlefield, intending to watch the battle.
"I don't understand you. A large-scale war of this level has no pressure at all for a natural fruit ability user like you. I don't know what's so interesting about it."
Caesar was a little helpless. He didn't know what was so good about this kind of war.
As someone who has studied in the navy of the headquarters, he knows very well that in this sea, the strength of an individual strong person is the key to determining the war, and quantity has no meaning in front of the strong.
"Look, the fight has started."
Lukar didn't care about Caesar's opinion.
This time he came here just to satisfy his curiosity. There is nothing wrong with individual strong men in this world having a decisive position in war.
However, having been a soldier all his life in his previous life, he had never had the opportunity to witness a large-scale war, and it was rare to see one in this world.
For him, just like Nishizawa said, no matter how many enemies there are, users with natural devil fruit abilities like his have a large range of lethality, and the number of people has no effect in front of him.
Regarding this war, Lukar just wanted to be a spectator and had no intention of participating.
He had seen many such wars between countries in the history books of previous lives, and there was no need for such participation.
After more than thirty years of war, the grievances between the people on both sides have been irresolvable. Only the victory of one side can end it, and then the grievances can be slowly resolved through the erosion of time.
Even if Lukar participates now and prevents this war from happening, he will only use his powerful strength to ease it for a while, and will continue to break out under the shock of losing him.
It would be better to end this decades-long grudge with a final duel like this.
"Caesar, look, who is that? So fierce."
More than 150,000 troops from both sides struggled together, and the entire war was filled with roars.
In the center of the battlefield, a burly blond boy wearing a black military uniform led a team of a thousand people directly into the opponent's camp like a sharp arrow.
Like a tiger charging into a herd of sheep, no one can stop it.
The Soler Kingdom's army, which originally had the upper hand in the overall situation, saw fluctuations in its forward-pressing formation and seemed to be under attack.
The thousand-man squad led by the blond boy dug into the Soler Kingdom army like a nail, and penetrated deeper and deeper.
"Look at the military uniform. This guy is from the Kingdom of Arad. This guy is so fierce. He looks just like you, Lukar."
Caesar also had some feelings. He seemed to see the shadow of Lukar in the yellow-haired boy.
In such a large-scale war, the most important thing is to focus on the stability of the overall formation. Without someone with large-scale lethality like Lukar, most individuals will not play a very big role in this kind of war.
However, this blond boy used his strength to lead a team of a thousand people to tear open the opponent's solid shell and get inside.
The blond boy became more and more comfortable in the enemy's hinterland. Since the huge army was crowded together, most of the energy was focused on dealing with the opponent's main team, and it was difficult to restrain the blond boy's team.
"Quick, the rear troops move forward and stop the assault team!!"
The commander of the Soler Kingdom's army saw the attack direction of the assault team coming towards him. He didn't have much time to think about it and commanded the rear army to intercept it.
"Do you still want to stop me Barrett like this? You underestimate me. Ghost energy attack."
The blond boy, Barrett, did not panic when he saw the opponent's rear army intercepting him. There were only less than 500 teammates left around him. The rest were either killed by the enemy on the road or failed to keep up with him. was left behind.
Black mist condensed on Barrett's body. This was during his many years of war. As he killed more and more enemies, black mist began to condense on his body.
He named this evil-looking black mist the Devil's Breath.
The ghost energy began to circle rapidly around Barrett's body, and when it almost enveloped Barrett's figure, it suddenly dispersed in all directions.
Whether they were enemies or friendly forces behind them, they all fainted when they encountered this ghostly energy. They fell to the ground one by one, with expressions on their faces full of fear.
Saw this scene outside the battlefield.
"Is this the overlord color and domineering spirit?" Lukar asked Caesar in surprise.
He had seen the scene in front of him when he was on Cora Island. When Roger came to Cora Island, he stunned a large navy with his domineering aura, which was exactly the same as the scene on the battlefield in front of him.
"It should be caused by the black mist on his body. I don't know if it's the Devil Fruit ability. The effect is very similar to the Overlord color Haki, but I don't think it is the Overlord color."
Caesar frowned, carefully observed everything that happened on the battlefield, and analyzed with some uncertainty.
"He is a natural-born general. If this continues, the military formation of the Kingdom of Soller will be in chaos. It is a pity that such a good situation will happen."
Lukar said a little regretfully.
This is indeed the case at the scene. Although the Kingdom of Soller has declined, its foundation is still much stronger than that of the Kingdom of Arad.
Although Arad's army is somewhat lacking in weapons and equipment, the overall advantage lies with the Kingdom of Soller.
If the Soler Kingdom's rear army can withstand Barrett's team, the odds of winning will be in their favor.
Barrett's ability was too lethal in a densely populated military formation. Although no one was killed in a single impact, it caused so many soldiers to lose their combat effectiveness.
It directly disrupted the formation of the Soler Kingdom's army, causing the Arad army to seize the opportunity to counterattack despite being at a disadvantage, and the situation suddenly reversed.
