Invincible Imu, Becoming a Celestial Dragon

These eyes... how should I put it?

For a moment, Roman felt as if he were witnessing a scroll of 'history'.

Indeed, Roman saw the Holy Land Mary Geoise, perched high on the Red Line, and the overwhelming power of the Celestial Dragons had dominated for eight hundred years!

As well as:

'Give me liberty or give me death!'

Roman witnessed a man engulfed in flames stepping onto the Red Line, utterly destroying everything in his path! Wherever he went, raging flames incinerated everything in their wake. But soon:

The man suffered repeated defeats.

Let my flames tear open the iron curtain of this world—

'Nine Yang Blazing Explosions!!'

Nine dazzling, radiant fireballs... no, they should be called suns, appeared in the sky above the Red Line.

In an instant, the sun shone brightly in the sky, and the raging flames surged and raged like a landslide and a tsunami, spreading in all directions and inexplicably burning the entire sky and clouds into a blood-red sea of fire.

The dazzling flames shot out in all directions, illuminating the vast sea for hundreds of miles around in a crimson glow, as if a fiery hell had appeared directly in the sky, changing the color of heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Roman's eyes were filled only with blinding golden light, and his body was surrounded by scorching heat, as if he were in an endless sea of fire. Apart from light and heat, nothing else existed, and he could not distinguish east from west or up from down...

But:

The blazing sun went out... before a pair of indifferent eyes.

The flame of freedom will never be extinguished...

Scene changes:

"Disappear before my power, you insects of the old era!"

Roman watched as the thunderclouds roared down upon the Red Line, like the giant hand of a god about to obliterate the buildings! But soon, the lightning met its match—

Finally, the Haki king raised an enormous, pitch-black ball of lightning between his fists, within which countless bolts of Inazuma could be faintly seen flashing and crackling, as if the lightning of the entire world had been condensed into it.

'Thunder Approaches - Black Abyss!!'

At the same time, a series of thunderous crackling sounds, as if his bones were violently colliding, rang out from his entire body, forcefully growing into a giant of lightning! His skin transformed into a chilling deep black color, and he seemed to have become one with the ball of lightning.

Just one glance gave Roman the illusion of being instantly torn apart and burned. The violent Lightning Flash and shockwaves spread out in all directions from the king's core, and the vast Red Line groaned and collapsed under the Lightning Flash!

But:

The lightning disappeared... before a pair of indifferent eyes.

'My journey...'

Scene changes:

The entire solid Red Line was twisting and flying up!

All of this was caused by a burly man charging straight at him. Like a wild horse galloping across a fragile carpet, the ground beneath his feet could not withstand his exaggerated force, and was lifted up in waves, twisting and deforming in the air!

Buildings, bricks, and the silt beneath them were all sent flying by this force, obliterating fortresses, city walls, and enemies in their path. Without even needing to attack, he simply swept past, tearing everything to shreds as if he were a mythical Hercules.

'With my fists, I'll smash the shackles of this world!'

This tall, imposing man, his muscular physique gleaming with a metallic sheen and glowing like the fiery red of a steel furnace, strode forward, his imposing aura overwhelming. His target was the Baroque-style building. But soon...

'Hoo, hoo, hoo, humanity doesn't need gods, let them be buried in history—'

His entire body radiated light, and with his final punch, it seemed as if flesh, blood, life, and faith were all wrapped around it. It was the strongest blow of his life, a final swan song that burned everything.

'Destroy!'

The next moment, the cities across the entire Red Line were shrouded in an unprecedentedly intense shock and crimson light, as if they were about to face ultimate destruction!

But:

Destruction did not come... before a pair of indifferent eyes.

'A pathetic immortal...'

Scenes flashed by, showing not only lone warriors but also teams charging into battle and swarming together! But without exception, their fates all boiled down to one word: [missing information].

Fail!

Gradually, fewer and fewer people came to challenge them, until they disappeared completely! Then, after a small fire and riot...

Snap,

Roman swayed as he came to his senses, and a man in a black suit immediately stepped forward to support him.

"Be careful, Saint Roman."

?!

What just happened was...

"The Five Elders instructed that if Saint Roman had met with 'God,' he should go to the 'Hall of Power.'"

"····good."

Is it an illusion?

No, this must be a sophisticated Observation Haki! It directly projects fragments of memories into someone else's mind...

Roman stretched his stiff muscles. Without a doubt, the cold eyes he had previously 'seen,' and the series of experiences that followed, were those of the so-called 'god'... Imu?

However, physical fatigue—

How long have I been standing here?

Faced with Roman's question, the man in the black suit bowed respectfully in response.

"76 hours and 23 minutes."

More than three days?

No wonder, even with Roman's current physical condition, he could feel a slight fatigue... Right! The others...

"Take me to the Hall of Power."

As soon as Roman spoke, guards respectfully led the way, taking Roman directly to the center of power in this world—a room called the 'Hall of Power'.

"Soldiers, step back,"

Roman entered the room, and several elderly men in black suits, some standing and some sitting... well, among them was an elderly man in a bathrobe with a white bald head, all turned to look at him. One of them, an elderly man with long, straight white hair and a long beard, waved to Roman.

"Come here and sit down."

"Thanks,"

As Roman walked to the sofa and sat down, several scrutinizing gazes fell upon the ramrod-straight-backed Roman. Surprisingly, there was no hostility; on the contrary, they were all:

Appreciate?

"What are your thoughts on this trip?"

Faced with a group of scrutinizing gazes, Roman thought for a moment before slowly speaking:

"Boring."

?

"Boring pirates, boring marines—if there's anything interesting about them, it's watching them fight!"

·······

"Heh, young people are so arrogant~~ Let me ask you, who do you think the Celestial Dragons' enemies are?"

Roman looked surprised when asked a question by another elderly man with blond hair and a golden beard.

"You jest, sir. How could we Celestial Dragons possibly have enemies?"

"Idiot pirates and those countries are nothing but a bunch of clowns. It's nice to watch them struggle and scheme to pass the time, but as for a threat... in front of 'that person,' they are nothing but ants."

"Hahaha, that won't do."

The bald old man with a mustache shaped like the number eight and a birthmark on his forehead took over the conversation.

"If we have to bother 'that person' for everything, wouldn't we subordinates be too incompetent?"

"Your words are correct."

Although he spoke modestly, Roman made no attempt to conceal the disdain on his face. But the more he acted this way, the more the five old men opposite him became:

Satisfy.

·······

"Someone, take Saint Roman away to rest."

"My lords, I shall take my leave."

Roman got up and left, and as the door closed behind him, the five old men, who had just been 'amiable', suddenly changed their expressions.

What do you think?

Faced with a question from an old man with curly white hair, a bushy white beard, a flat cap, and a scar on his left cheek, the bald old man in a white bathrobe and glasses snorted coldly.

"At such a young age, he may not be very capable, but he's quite Mind's Eye."

"Ha, let the servants handle the fighting and killing."

The blond old man disagreed with his opinion.

"All we need to do is use our brains to maintain the 'balance' of the world."

"Hmph, don't blame me for not warning you, this little guy is clearly worried about his pirate crew..."

"What does that matter?"

An old man with long, straight white hair and a long beard casually picked up a newspaper, which had a large headline: "Shocking! A Fist Attacks the Celestial Dragons" and Luffy's signature smiling face.

"Who hasn't been young? It's only human nature for even heroes to be tempted by beautiful women."

He pointed to the 'Bounty Poster' for Nami at the bottom of the newspaper, which looked like a marriage proposal photo, and said, "Anyway, we can hold on for several more decades. Let the younger generation have fun if they want to. They'll settle down when they reach middle age."

"But this brat is just—"

"Be careful what you say!!"

The elderly man with blond hair and a golden beard looked around.

"This is 'that person's' decision, none of you will have any complaints, right?"

··········

"Then let it be so. Announce his status as the successor to our Five Elders! — For the eternal glory and peace of us Celestial Dragons."

"For eternal glory and peace!" X5

P. S.: Ahem, poor Imu only showed his eyes once, he didn't even get a cameo...