The black flames were as dark as ink.
As black flames burned around Saint Warcury, black lightning began to continuously flicker into existence.
Screams echoed.
They reverberated endlessly through the dim hall.
Enveloped by the black flames, Saint Warcury's skin began to wrinkle, and his flesh began to wither.
It was as though some terrifying force was stealing away his vitality. The Devil Fruit power that had surfaced from instinct also slowly faded amid his screams.
At that moment, Saint Warcury was enduring a punishment a hundred times crueler than death by a thousand cuts.
The black flames stripped away his life force bit by bit. Every cell in Saint Warcury's body struggled beneath the black flames and lightning.
His skin burned, his bones seethed.
A pungent stench spread throughout the entire hall.
As the agonized shrieks pierced through the walls, sweat had already soaked the foreheads of the other Five Elders kneeling beside Saint Warcury.
Forcing themselves to endure the smell of scorched protein flooding their nostrils, Nusjuro, Saint Peter, Saint Saturn, and Saint Maz trembled uncontrollably. The blazing black flames and savage lightning carried memories of incomparable terror.
The more one possessed, the more one feared losing it.
There was no eternal power. Everything seemed to be part of a cycle.
Though they felt sympathy for Saint Warcury, none of them dared speak for him in the face of Imu's towering rage.
They had no choice. The root cause of the matter involving Roy truly lay with Saint Warcury's family.
After all, throughout all of Mary Geoise, who did not know that Roy was the Topman Family's lapdog?
Roy's rapid rise and his ability to gain the World Government's trust had everything to do with the Topman Family.
After all, the Celestial Dragon Roy had first pledged himself